Straiton Place

I want to stand at the top of Marlborough Street and ask for directions to Straiton Place. 

In the hope someone will say 'head down there, straight on, you can't miss it' And for me to go 'Straight on to Straiton Place? Are you having a laugh?' Or similar. I'll work out the finer details before we hit Saturday Night at the Apollo.

As it was it was as much as I could do to sneak out of the office at lunchtime, batter down here on a bike, take a shot that looks like a rubbish remake of Alfred Hitchcock's The Birds and zoom back to the office before anyone noticed I was gone. 

Job done.