Fleshmarket Close

A tricky one to do, this is.

There's a homeless guy here usually. I've chatted to him before; even had his hand in #364; but his mates are quite protective of him. Sample conversation:
"Hey pal, ya cannae photograph ma pal, leave him alane"

Anyway, as I tried to avoid going into the office for the 4th day in arrow for yet another pointless meeting with the division manager telling us not to worry even if there are 157 job losses due out of the 657 that may or may not be under his control because they haven't decided what they're going to do yet. How exactly does that encourage you? You've said 1 in 4 will go, but we're not to worry because you haven't worked out what lottery / lucky dip you're going to employ to decide who goes? Aye, right...! Doesn't he realise as he's saying it out loud how faintly ridiculous it sounds?
Anyhoo, he wasn't there today, so I figured rather than have another pointless conversation, I'd just blip this black pen on glass block thing.

I wonder how Cigs got to do it? Maybe he is the homeless guy?

"I'm not taking his photo, I'm taking a photo of a tag on the wall behind him" (realising as I was saying it out loud how faintly ridiculous it sounds).

"Either way, pal you're invadin' his space, leave him alane, eh?"

I've spoken to him on other occasions when he's been without his mates but I can't bring myself to say
"I want to take a photograph of that piece of wall up there behind your head" because I know I'll find myself realising as I was saying it out loud how faintly ridiculous it sounds.

Extra is a variation on one I did a while back; its the view through 90 degrees to your right from taking the blip one.