Cobbles

The first time I walked down this lane it was a dark, dank December night and I was on my way to the local library to give a talk to a local history group. I had parked my car at one end of the lane and made my away alone to my destination. Soon I was imagining running footsteps, swirling mist, police whistles and shouts of "the ripper's about!"

Or perhaps I could hear a zither playing the "Third Man Theme"!

No matter I got to and from my venue safely but I have always thought this is the most atmospheric street in old Paisley.