Sidings, Sleepers and Stencils

The Tenth day of Twelvetide, grey and dull and potentially blipfree, but in the midst of chores I fell upon an old goods yard on the outskirts of Edinburgh.
I'd seen this deserted site from the train, when arriving and leaving Waverley, but never imagined it would be so easy to sneak in and explore.
I didn't have long, lunch called, but I did grab some photographs, found some bits of junk that may become friends and hightailed it back to Portobello.