Baxters' (No Bathing involved)

Onward to Fochabers. This is the very kitchen that Audrey, preceded by her mother Ena, stirred their homemade soups at Baxter's. The current Mrs Creel had the obligatory pancake and I went for the open sandwich.

Baxters is not of course to be confused with Bert Baxter who had a dog called Sabre.

We travelled on to Keith and Huntly and had a meeting with the CMC's elder sister. We went back to Huntly and Keith and onwards to Forres.

Near-field listening beckons.

Has the Chancellor taxed Blips?