Un-logistic

'twas ever thus - after a weekend of glorious views and red squirrels, we're back to the eternal traffic issues of Leith. I was only alerted to this situation by the pathetic bleating sound that big trucks make when they're reversing, which had been going on for some time. This one should ideally have had "Logistics" written on it  but it was just an anonymous truck, lost in the wynds - I must say that if I owned a car I would hesitate to park it where that wee blue car is, on the left.

I think it escaped unscathed on this occasion.