Thanks to everyone who came on a tour during August. The weather was never kind to us. But, standing at the foot of the ramp that used to lead up to platform level at Leith Central Station – the location for the eponymous utterance – I finally sorted out what’s going on in the fiction. There are two metaphors, one to do with the junky scene and the other concerns the ravaging of the Leith community by sheer bad planning during the childhood years of the Trainspotting generation. And there’s another clever literary device going on! They are interwoven, and it takes some sorting out. It’s testing out my thinking with you, my customers, that gives me the confidence to put this into my book. Which is making good progress, by the way. Stay in touch.