Grim scenes. And some manky bastard (not me) left a plastic cup. Ruined my wee jog.
Bye for now.




Grim scenes. And some manky bastard (not me) left a plastic cup. Ruined my wee jog.
Bye for now.





Slap-bang in the middle of the Saughton ghetto is this anomaly. All around crime is rampant and social housing derelict, but I believe millions have been spunked on the park’s upgrades; the epicentre must be a beacon of light. It’s always chock-full of chavs, though, creatures who resemble those chortling Toon Patrol weasels in Who Framed Roger Rabbit (1988). But the park looks lovely, doesn’t it?
Further reading:
http://www.edinburgh.gov.uk/info/20162/saughton_park_project/924/saughton_park_restoration_project