I have a part-time job at the island's heritage centre where, among other things, I man the till and smile nicely at the tourists who stagger in out of the Orkney wind and rain to see some of the relics excavated by archaeologists from the 5,000-year-old-plus settlement buried under the dunes at the north beach.
A couple of weeks ago Hazel, one of the aforementioned spade enthusiasts, turned up with some new stuff to put in the posh new cabinet the Heritage Trust spent a bloody fortune on this summer.
Among the artefacts was this. . .
. . . and if you can't quite make out the print, it's Coprolite or fossilised crap (they've called it 'poo', but this blog is in danger of being quite twee enough, thank you). Found on the midden by one of the buildings, it's probably dog crap and, no, I've no idea how they know that, although I can't help wishing it was something more exotic - baboon shit perhaps?
So, don't forget, come to the Westray Heritage Centre and have a really shit time.