Fiddling with the fish-eye

When I hauled myself up on the window ledge of the building society I was really hoping to get a photo of a few amused or even appalled punters pointing, waving or giving me abuse. Nothing. Apart from the guy in the shirt who walked past and then took a photo of me taking a photo. I think us Edinburgh punters are all battle hardened now to a bit of showing off in the streets.

Thank you fiddling lady for letting me clamber up behind you and for pretending it was quite a normal request.