Perhaps more people would like it if there weren't all these sodding awful Edinburgh Wool Shops all over the place.

They sell strange clothes and cheap cds by herman's hermits with none of the original Hermits. Also they sell packets of things called griddle cakes in a fancy packet.

There must be a reason Bert Jansch didn't go back there. Perhaps it was the griddle cakes, perhaps it was the Hermans Hermits cd, maybe it was the strange coloured leggings for fat people.