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98 CARAVAN DAYStown. That was before the days of my backbrake, and ifanything had gone wrong with theslipper (and they are not very chancy thingsslippers) we should certainly have been througha shop window at eight or ten miles an hour.Then there was Wick, where we met with acongested state of juvenile population, so thatSIEGLINDA moved up the street through surginghuman billows. The shops in Wick weremixed up in a most unpleasant way.I like abutcher to confine himself to the sale of meatand a baker to concentrate uponbreadstuff s.But in Wick it isquite easy to buy toysin a greengrocer's or butter in a boot-shop,while no chemist is in the swim who doesnot offer such things as potatoesand bananasfor sale.We reached Kingussie with empty larders,having laid in no suppliesfor four or five days,to find a Spring Holiday in progress and the shopsall shut. We divided the crew into three separatepillaging parties and set out to see what we couldfind. The Old Campaigner whom I must introduceto you laterhad a very fair bag, and myworked round the hotels andPartner and I werestrikingly successful. Acting as I thought on abrilliant inspiration I had made my wayto the