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North Berwick – the Riviera of East Lothian.
Spent three hours here this morning. Walked about a bit, pissed in a bush, did some burpees on the beach, bought a packet of chicken and a can of Irn-Bru from a Co-op.
Nothing else to report.
Ardmillan Terrace in the age of lockdown.
A few cheeky ciders in the Ardmillan Hotel beer garden, getting bitten to fuck by midges and stung by ravenous wasps (the insects, not White Anglo-Saxon Protestants).
It’s a ritualistic endeavour and that’s my dream for the summer.
More uninhabited Leith snappage from the COVID-19 vault.
If you look closely enough, you can see a pigeon at the back of frame taking a shite. It is their territory now.
Wanderings and ... wonderings. 