Jig Saw

The image on the box was a puddle.


I was hoping if there should be a thaw then the pieces would fit seamlessly together.

As it was really icy I thought the dog and I should take to the beach. A mistake, the sea was frozen, several inches thick. It was treacherous. (see extras)

Anyway it is  Burns  Night. Haggis, neeps and tatties for dinner along with a dram.  Where did I leave my kilt?