Queue here to ogle the "Q".

Rapid trip to Morrison's, where I caught a glimpse of our own, local, Walmartian who managed to keep out of easy camera-range. I'll get her yet.
On the way back to the car I spotted this little bum-scraper. Whenever we were whistling along a particularly narrow lane one of us would announce
"All we need now is to meet a foot-high sports car."
I give you, ladies and laddies ... drumroll ... A foot-high sports car
1/3 air-filter; 1/3 engine; 1/3 exhaust.
Went for the eggs and noticed the waterlilly I hoyed into their pond recently has broken surface and last year's is in flower.