Farm kids (in Forres, Morayshire, UK)

I couldn't tell at first whether it was an old lady or a little girl; she was running down the country road with her legs all akimbo, chasing a boy on a bicycle. As we drove closer, I saw that it was a little girl with blonde hair. She was wearing men's slippers and carrying a rifle. She looked at us wildly and then stared back at the boy pumping away on the bicycle ahead of us.

My cousin said, "That's not allowed. Kids here aren't even allowed to have plastic guns."

It was kind of odd. I've never seen a rifle that close before.