A Pile of Poop

Apologies for the somewhat grotty nature of the subject matter in this one, but, as Peter Griffin would put it, this kind of stuff really Grinds My Gears.

We went for nice walk along a well used cycle path that connects Alloa to Dunfermline along the old rail line and this sort of thing is pretty much all over the place. This one really took the biscuit though. If the dog had been any taller it could have crapped straight into the bin, but its owner might have been even too lazy to hold the lid open judging by their opposition in moving it this short distance.

Anyway, after playing dodge-the-jobby for a bit we made it into the old Cherryton brickworks nearby, with it's fantastic chimney stack that you can actually go inside (if you don't mind standing on a hundred years worth of pigeon poop that is) and the remains of the various kilns and ovens. Tried taking some shots inside the chimney, but the wee Canon's not up to the task I think, will visit again when I have my big camera back from the repair shop.