I glanced at my watch and saw it was 5:30, and then took a stroll around to see how much damage had been done to our neat displays, and what needed to...be restocked. At the sweater display I saw a young woman picking up the sweaters and tossing them to the side.I hurried over to the table. "May I help you, miss?She looked up, and then continued her pillage of our sweaters."Are you looking for something in particular?" I asked again, not relishing the thought of putting all these back in. Adam looked at Buck nodding, "Call Tex and get his mangy hide in here Buck."Smiling, Buck got his radio out, "Hey Tex my boy, where are you at over?"On the radio they heard some cussing, "Hang on a sec..." After a few seconds the radio came alive again. "Damn Buck! Your timing is for shit!" said an angry Tex over the radio.Buck could picture what had been going on. "Sorry bout that, but Adam needs you down here like yesterday," he chuckled."Ahhh, on my way now," came the reply.Bill hearing the. Inspirational?”Lauren snorted in derision as she walked to the door with Peter behind her. “You want inspiration, bucko? Just remember, I might have taught her everything she knows, but I haven’t taught her everything I know!”The restaurant in the basement of the inn was good, though the cuisine was only semi-Scottish. Lauren looked over the menu and asked, “Exactly what is a haggis anyway?”“You take a sheep’s stomach, load it up with oatmeal and anything else that seems really awful, and boil. Put your hands together, folks, and give a big 'Who Said What ?' audience welcome to this evening's contestants, Mr. D.P. Gumby and his wife's young sister with whom he's been secretly working the family vegetable allotment and reputedly shagging occasionally...the very lovely Miss Ophelia Ratcatcher-Bucket, who is 19 years old and lives in Swansea although she was born and bred in Scunthorpe - in a test tube, hidden in a box in the Ratcatcher-Bucket family's attic."(lots of enthusiastic.