Walking down from Ben Reoch, l notice a ginger bundle off to the right, not quite bracken. Looking at it through my camera’s zoom and it is a fox, head buried in the grass. After a moment or two its head comes up and stares intently into the grass. After a couple of moments, and photos, the fox turns and looks at me. A few more moments while we look at each other then it turns and runs off. As I move down the slope I can see over the ridge the fox went over. A few sheep stand around, moving off when they see me. They don’t look to have been worried about the fox.

Packaging for the "World’s Sharpest Knife," showing a serrated blade cutting a red tomato and marketing text.

I think it must have been about 20 years ago. I was in the supermarket and they had a guy demonstrating these kitchen knives. He sliced a lot of things up quickly, thinly and efficiently.

The knives, from China had lifetime guarantee.
I noticed he had a lot of plasters on his fingers.
There was a deal where you could buy 3 of the larger sized ones very cheaply. I bought 3, a very small paring knife and a fish filleting knife.

Later as I left the store I saw the salesman being handed over by the security guards to some policemen. I think he had been shoplifting.

I’ve still got the knives. Most of them are still quite sharp. I now prefer my heavier cook’s knife for chopping most things. They are good bread knives.