Who would I report to? canada med store With the sign for the ladies’ tagged “fishwives” and the pictures on the wall depicting the fine art of herring-gutting being practised by beefy women in voluminous skirts, it would be remiss of any but the fish-loathing visitor to leave Craster without a packet of kippers. And so, after quenching our drouth, we hop across the road to L Robson & Sons, with its shop among the sheds where the village’s kippers are smoked. Thus armed, we hit the coastal path again, feeling most jolly.