At the feed mill

Every week I go to the mill to pick up animal feed.I back up the jeep to the doors and give my list to these lovely lads. They whiz around in forklifts at a frightening speed collecting all the sacks from pallets which are stacked up to the ceiling. Then they put it in the back of the jeep for me. It always cheers me up to see them - they ask after the goats and what the weather is like in Gamrie - although only 10 miles away it can be very different from in town! They are wearing the same workwear as me - de rigueur around these parts!