Its a lovely town.
Nice cheese shop.
Also the TG's bought some stuff from a butcher whose sign sayeth produce is 'home killed' which produced much morbid hilarity.
I mean does the bloke have a back garden full of pigs, cows, sheep (also deer, pheasant, partridge, wild boar) and stilton sausages then gets up in the morning and sprays said back yard with machine gun fire or what?
No .50 calibre bullets in the gammon or sausages or even the pork pie so he must have more subtle methods one supposes.