Along a quiet lane

As I'm avoiding the congestion on the pavements around George Square at the minute, I am (cautiously) using Anchor Lane as a cut-through.

I say cautiously because of the most obvious reasons of walking down a quiet, iffy-looking lane; but also because some days, it pongs to high heaven.

Nipping along it this morning, I saw one of the many shuttered doors was lying ajar. Being someone whose nose bothers her a lot, I had a peek.

And this is what I saw. The firm was dissolved in 1973, by the by.