It's hard to say exactly what appeals to us about the scene below, spotted today in a mystery location somewhere in the Edinburgh World Heritage Site.
It has something to do with the enlightened New Town's occasional lapses into shadow. Something to do with entropy and the doomed struggle to keep order. Something to do with a traffic cone which looked to us a bit like a Vivienne Westwood bride advancing solo up the aisle.
You can keep your squeaky clean Genevas. We don't care that you can eat your supper off the pavement in Copenhagen. Edinburgh is all the more entrancing for its occasional shabby chic.
