Never could you be on the links or streets that you wouldn’t meet someone who would pass the time of day with you. She smiled as she acknowledged the waves of a woman hanging up her washing on the drying greens, but then it was a warm, sunny day, therefore the women of Leith would think it wasteful not to use the gift. Sally then remembered that the women hung their washing there because their homes were small and cramped so there was nowhere really to hang up a dish towel never mind a full washing. Loud banging caused her to halt and look over towards the old town. Like herself, the ancient houses, shops, homeless hostels, businesses and old cobbled streets of the Kirkgate, Tolbooth Wynd and all their surrounding areas were being smashed to pieces in the mistaken belief that the change from the old, comforting and beneficial order was needed. Sally allowed a short, contemptuous laugh to escape her. I wonder, she thought, if those sitting up in the City Chambers in Edinburgh’s High Street, who have deemed that the houses, shops and streets that have known so many people and so much history are no longer fit for the purpose, have really thought through the consequences of their rash actions?
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