Caught Mid-Mouthful

Escaping the haar that came in after lunch we took a stroll round Linlithgow, by the loch, where the swans and gulls fought for delicious (!) white bread, coots sat quietly on their nests and swifts wheeled overhead.

Returning on the road back past the sheep field, noticed this lamb, all dolled up in matching hairdo and earrings, was tucking into its tea (you can see that in large).