His Was Bigger Than Mine.

Tipped off by a confidant, I went in search of grim behind the Seafield sewage works. I'll be back, it's a bleedin' gold mine, although I would advise you take plenty of incense and a lavender-infused handkerchief with you.
I would have introduced myself to this chap but he had a much bigger camera than mine and looked like he knew what he was doing, so I didn't want to embarrass myself with my being a top-grade Luddite. Not only that but he might have got the wrong idea when he caught a whiff of my lavender-infused hanky.