Costcutters, Junction Street

"Daaaad, can I have something to eat?"
"You've got a pound in your pocket, of course"

First time my wee boy has gone into a shop on his own.... (with me very close by).

Sniff, sniff, blub. Och, they grow up so fast...


(He chose Wine Gums as his nutritious after tea puddin')

EDIT; That's not him in the leather jacket, by the way. Oh, and I'm not so protective as to force him to wear a crash helmet when shopping; he'd just got off his bike...