Sugar beet

It was heading a freight train, loaded mainly with sugar beet, en route from the country area of Angus to the beet factory at Cupar (Fife).

I just want to say I wouldn't be here without the support of a very special lady- my always outrageous fiancée, Selma. Take a bow, sugar beet.

“So is my sugar beet all tucked in?” “She is. Happily exhausted, too. Just like me.”