not just manky smelly tramp-juice

This bottle was sitting on this windowsill for a week or two glinting nicely in the early morning gloom. I took a picture or two of it most times I passed it and the morning after this it had disappeared. I somehow managed to forget posting this entry until the 22nd and hadn't originally edited this picture (instead going for either some bicycles outside the filmhouse or an aubergine which looked like a whale in the Palmyra take-away (the new version on Clerk Street)) and thus thought that I'd missed the window of bottle-existence.