She sells shells.......

......... artillery shells.

Ruaraidh was at a party today so Mr J took Jamie and I out for lunch at Fire Station Creative.

Mr J ordered the soup and Jamie odered the Ceasar Salad..... I think with the look on Mr J's face on the extra you'll see that Mr J wished he'd got the salad!

He managed to help him out though when Jamie started to falter! :-)