The crafty dragon.

Went to Porthcawl this morning, as J wanted to go to the sewing shop, for some cotton thread that he uses to alter our trousers. There were a lot of great window displays celebrating St David's Day. ( see extra) There was a wonderful foodie smell assaulting our nostrils, and of course we had to investigate. The aroma was coming from a foodie shop,  and we  bought four faggots for our evening meal, and a black pudding Scotch egg, which is huge.  Food to warm the belly is what's needed on such a cold day, and we certainly have that.