Shrubhill.....er...#18?

I blipped the 60's mod combo here, but after rummaging through the copious case notes, I found I had omitted to blip the runny yellow one on the rotting door frame. Now had I been more organised I would have coincided this with derelict Sunday, but hey... Life's too short. (See also Ronnie Corbett)

So after a restful morning, I got the bike, the thermal vest, the fleece gloves, the insulated head gear, the emergency thermos of celeriac and cashew nut soup, the emergency emergency quarter bottle of brandy, and went out with a mission. OK, I took in several other blip options too, but this one somehow stuck.

Having bagged this, I continued my wanderings, through nether Seafield. Bits of Portobello. A brief skirmish with Mountcastle. A flirt with Niddrie. An extended dalliance with Edmonstone. And a breeze through the Grange. And the result? Another Shrubhill one (teeny weeny, previously missed somehow) and still got the two spotted by anth at Seafield. I may need a sunrise one there (not sure how that will work in mono; watch tomorrow and find out)

Assuming the frostbite in my fingers abates. I need a gallon or two of mulled wine to warm my hands on.