Leith Walk

A day of two halves.

This morning, I had foolhardy notions of cycling out after  work and into sunshine (albeit cold) and snaffling a Cigs in the elongated evenings of the fledgling summer.

This evening as I trudged out onto Leith Walk, squalls sweeping across the deserted pavements I knew I should have gone at lunchtime to blip....

So after another 12 hour stint, there's nothing better than to sit back with a Cigs and have  cold beer.

The Cigs is done now for the beer.

Black paint, on grey harled wall, just capitals no frills. Just the Ryan Air version not Executive Class travel.

Cheers...!