When is a baby cat not a baby cat?
When it’s a mummy!
Not a great joke I grant you, but it was even less funny for the poor petrified Pittenween pussy perfectly preserved in plasterboard, about which you are about to hear.
Oh yes, dear readers, coming up in Saturday’s Courier we have the tale of the cat found behind the walls of an East Neuk farm house after being left to harden for centuries (well years at least).
The pics are spooky and so is the story.
Apparently the good folks of witch-infested Pittenween used to fling the poor beasts in there to ward off evil spirits.
Needless to say when the householder found the frightful feline it was less than lively.
Anyway, life goes on, and in other news we bring you tales from St Andrews of cricket-playing youngsters having a great time in the town square, at midnight, and, one would guess, after a fair few sherbets!
There’s also a cracking exclusive on drink driving stats, the mystery of a resistance painting and the latest from the RSPB on T in the Park.
All this and plenty more in your Saturday Courier.