A line from a poem by Iain Banks

Yesterday, Bridge of Allan

Early yesterday morning, when all was quiet, I took a few photographs. The window of John Cullens Butcher [Ann Davidson], 64 Henderson Street: In addition to meat and pies and vegetables, … Continue reading Yesterday, Bridge of Allan

‘What exactly killed this pub?’

The Newbridge Inn was a public house in Newbridge, a suburban village to the west of Edinburgh. It was founded in 1683 and located on the main route from Edinburgh … Continue reading ‘What exactly killed this pub?’