West Crosscauseway

I arrange to meet Norrie at today's blip. A fellow Cigsspotter. He arrived and launched into a long and tedious description of the Class 55 diesel loco at the head of the train that brought him in from Musselburgh. And how the tickets he'd been given were unusual because....

I fled at this point. Imagine being obsessed by something utterly ridiculous.

Mauve paint (another of the early '15 ones) on a black door. The triple stripe / double underline as well as the flourish on the end of the 's'.

But closer examination reveals this to be a hurried one; the underlines especially are usually parallel but here just thrown down. The I and the g too look perfunctory and lazy. Disturbed, perhaps?