Who will do these jobs?

During my early morning walk (yes this is a New Year resolution) a guy got out of his car ahead of me brandishing a piece of paper.
All it had on it was a postal code and two words in capital letters
I looked at him and hazarded a guess.
 “Yes…. not very good English. Where? “
He jabbed his finger at the two words: Scot beef.
I mimicked throat slitting.
He nodded.
This is not the first time I have been stopped and asked the way to the local abattoir. They employ a lot of Polish slaughter men.
How will Brexit affect them? I can’t see local people queuing up to work in the abattoir.
Photo: Dunblane with The Trossachs in the background.

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