The new, revitalised Grassmarket (still not finished yet, despite what anyone says) got it’s first test of coping with mass drunkenness yesterday, as the hordes of pseudo-Irish took to the bevvy.
Huge amounts of noise, swearing, disruption; giant crowds outside the pubs (quite probably beyond their licenced limits) and, within a few minutes of my closing for the day, bright yellow vomit on the shop’s front step.
Wonderful.
Fortunately the council cleaned up most of the vomit before I had to open the following morning, but, just as I was feeling relieved that wouldn’t be my first job of the day, I saw my front door had been attacked with lurid green grafitti.
More wonderful.
At least it scrubbed off, but, really, hordes of drunken, noisy, vomiting vandals is almost exactly what we were told would be reduced by the last 18 months of hassle and noise as the Grassmarket scheme took shape.





