Picnic spot

If Raki were called Spot it would be a good title.

She didn't partake of the tea and banana cake but she did enjoy eating the whinberries straight off the bushes. 

This is the old slate quarry where the berries grow in profusion. We picked over seven pounds in a couple of hours.

Someone  else (extra) was  not pleased when he discovered the empty picnic basket: WHY was I not invited?