The Scotsman Steps

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If anywhere had the reputation for being “unregarded” then surely The Scotsman Steps were a prime candidate.  Avoided might have been a better term. These steps link the old town and the new towns of Edinburgh by a step flight of stairs dropping from a landing at the side of the Scotsman Building down to Market Street below right next to an entrance to Waverley Station.

They had been build between 1898 and 1902 and had rather fallen on bad times.  The stairs were dilapidated, broken and dangerous.   They absolutely reeked of urine, being used as an al frsco lavatory by a community of junkies and alcoholics. It quite literaly ran with pish.  It was never the safest route and was avoided where possible.

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However in a joint (albeit somewhat belated) exercise the City of Edinburgh, and Edinburgh World Heritage joined forces and asked artist Martin Creed to up the game somewhat.  And what a sucess it was.  First they cleared the undesirables out and resurfaced the stairs.  So far so straightforward but Creed decided to use marbles.  Lots of marbles, all sorts of different marbles 103 of them from all over the world to create a funky jazzy wierd stair which is just so good.

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Would I recommend this as a useful short cut?  Now?  Of course and it would be worth the detour at any time.

Copyright David Macadam 2016

 

 

 

 

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Exam Weather

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Every year just at the time school children and students are studing or sitting their exams Edinburgh literally bursts into blossom in a week or so of full summer heat.  This last week has seen this once again.  The view here is of the back of the tenement at Jock’s Lodge.  Its amazing how such a peaceful tranquil oasis can be only a couple of hundred feet from a constantly busy intersection.

Copyright David Macadam 2016

Adelphi Place, Portobello

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This little street winding its way off Portobello High Street is a hidden gem.  Small stone built homes from the early nineteenth century (at a guess) and the burn running through it.  Just now at the moment of early spring it just made me stop and pause.  What a delight.

Copyright David Macadam 2016