Pillars of Hercules.

An outing to the Kingdom of Fife, near Falkland. To meet up with my brother and his soon to be wife. A blether soon turned into lunch. A coolish breeze suggested we move into their huge poly tunnel which was nice and warm. It is a grand spot, great woodland walks an organic farm, a great farm shop and a ...well, quirky cafe. [insets, what was meant to be a pizza, looked very odd but was very tasty, Mrs FP had a lemon cake thing which she found a little lacking. The scones were more rock cakes than scone.] If they did bacon and sausage baps they would make a fortune but they are veggie which is fair enough but oddly the shop sells meats. Fakon and faux sausage?

Anyhow it was all very nice.