Craster

A couple of days ago we called in to the wee harbour village of Craster. Absolutely heaving - cars going around and around hunting for space to park, we abandoned it for elsewhere.

Today - the place was nearly empty. Braw.

Craster is famed for kippers. We opted for a huge sausage bap for Mrs FP. Me? I chose an 'Auchtermuchty' - a massive bap filled with haggis and bacon. They were grand. 

Onward, I'm sure you have things to do.