This area is a bubble of sorts, with a Notting Hill (1999) vibe to all proceedings. I’ve never seen a tracksuit or a fight, and the locals can string sentences together.
I find it extremely disconcerting.
Bruntsfield, Edinburgh.
Category Archives: Edinburgh
Edinburgh. Winter. Snow. A castle.
And slipping on one’s arse.
York Place, Edinburgh.
You stick a black-and-white filter on a bog-standard snap and it almost elevates the scene into something other than an iPhone image taken from the back of a freezing cold bus interior at 7:00 a.m.
Life hobbies.
Gilmore Place, Edinburgh.
Not trying to blow my own Harold Bishop, but this has to be the most flattering photograph ever taken of Gilmore Place.
Easter Road as lively as ever.
The title was a joke (haha). Nah, this is as dead as I’ve ever seen it, even if it’s an early morning snap. The Mash Tun over the road – not a bad wee pub that. I expect it will be rammed on a daily basis once the Epoch of Corona ends.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 