Monktonhall Place

They'd done ever so well. Pyjamas under pillows, Alex did some hoovering whilst Tom did homework; Alex helped with the gooey cherry choc dessert, Tom brought some washing in and generally there was a jollity about them.

So to bring them back down to earth I made them go on a Cigs hunt and sent them in to buy pyrotechnics without ID. 

Nothing too drastic; fireworks to go on top of a birthday dessert. But they were still IDed; the first of many, I don't doubt. 

Oh (1) - and we now have a new most easterly Cigs.

Oh (2) - and another new one at the junction of the Sir Harry Lauder Road and Milton Road East. Not sure how to shoot it but maybe one I'll  have a punt at on Monday.