Eskmills

Not 20 minutes after posting on social media that I was going to concentrate my photographic efforts in the immediate vicinity of CigsHQ (currently working at reduced capacity but still available for take aways and deliveries; no sit ins) when MusselburghLass sends me intel to suggest there's an unblipped Cigs in her manor.

So eating a hefty slice of humble pie, I offload the Ciglettes into quarantine (they think it's a bit like tangerine but not so orangey) and dutifully cycle off across the county line. I have fairly decent directions (not exact GPS coordinates, but sufficient considering some of the intelligence I get) and as I home in on the target area I ponder the possibility of there beinfg more than one Cigs in the hood. 

It's on a wall, by the weir. So when I spot one on the bin about 150 yards before the weir, the hopes rise. 

At an acceptable social distance later (20 yards) there's another on the wall; next the the Hot & Cold Drinks van. Ooooh! And another on the wall near the weir. And the one I think that was reported - at the weir.  I skip further up the path to take a shot or two and there's yet another! A handful! 

Just as everyone's world is shrinking, CIgsworld just expanded a touch; these are the furthest eastest (not biggliest or best-est, though) Cigs currently logged. 

I have applied for funding from the Treasury. Expect Coronavirus to be knocked off the top spot on the News at Ten tonight. Yaaaas!