Coillesdene House

The sun was slow in scattering the clouds away today and only shone out for us towards teatime. After tea we went for a wee walk along Porty prom.

This building sits over the road at the eastern end of the prom. It's one of these landmarks that exist in my head in a pre-cognitive state. I don't remember knowing anyone who lived there or ever having been in the building, yet for some reason or other it looms large in my psychogeography.