Tag Archives: Edinburgh
Victoria Street, Edinburgh.
A thousand memories abound but the only incident especially memorable in a cinematic way is of a rather short human firing a gargantuan water pistol at a bobby on the beat.
It will have been part of the Edinburgh Festival (or whatever), your annual sub-Lynchian adventure into being and nothingness.
Edinburgh rubble.
The new St. James Centre still under construction. I refuse to go in. The former crime against architecture defined eyesore but was imbued with wee personal memories.
The Virgin Megastore, for example. I stole a manky copy of Sliver (1993) from a car boot sale once and ‘returned’ it to the shop. Got £18 in vouchers and bought The Phantom Menace (1999) and Das Boot (1984) on DVD.
It might be possible today. Experiment incoming.
And what happened to Sgt. Barnes?
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 