Montrose Terrace

So I took the little horrors to school; they threw grass clippings at each other and others on the playing field out the back. Great...

Then off out to see the good people of Edinburgh. A bike ride that took me up to North Bridge to meet a knight, a joiner in Marchmont, a woman in the Inch, some builders in the Grange, a couple at Restalrig, a house next to the American Embassy (more builders and artisan crafts people), a man in a suit then a man in a boiler suit, a liar and finally a chancer.

In between times I found three new tags; so not an entirely wasted day. And sunny, too.

Now to write it all up in slightly more detail than above. Maybe I'll do that tomorrow...

White pen on brown street light; nothing more than the name no dates or frills.
There's one on the other side of the lamp post; maybe I should come back tomorrow and do the down the street shot.