Jane Street

Sneaked this on the way to climb large hills in the Highlands; mostly my day was endless views of wild hills and remote lochs, but before all that I managed a drive by Cigs en route to pick up my labrador-esque climbing chum Barry. (He's faithful and happy and bounds around, delighted to be out with someone taking him for a walk. No idea which hill it is, whether he's climbed it before, whether it's sun, rain, snow, hurricane - he just gets on with it. Just don't let him navigate, even with GPS he's a liability. Sample phrase "I think we're near the Beauly Firth" as we stand on the summit of a hill in Perthshire....)

Black outline large style bubble one on crumbling whitewashed wall; no date.

Neither smiley nor sad, the face on the dot of the 'i' is somewhere between a shocked emoticon and Munch's Scream....