This pops into my head every time:
‘One thing I could never stand was to see a filthy, dirty old drunkie, howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blurp blurp in between as it might be a filthy old orchestra in his stinking, rotten guts. I could never stand to see anyone like that, whatever his age might be, but more especially when he was real old like this one was.’
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 
That’s Hopetoun court for you. They used to underpass nearest to Teviot for another tribute to Kubrick in the film 16 Years of Alcohol…must be Edinburgh underpasses that inspire such thoughts…