My sister lives in a shitty 20th century village in Fife, Scotland. It was built to house local miners during the 50s. Of course the mines have all closed down now and there is high unemployment and the associated problems.
On a recent visit to my sisters I had time to take her beautiful miniature daschund, Schnitz, out for a walk along the edge of the salt flats on the Firth, near to Culross.
It was a beautiful evening; mild, lightly breezy, late blooming sun, an oasis between some otherwise torrid weather, the whole country had been experiencing.
Here are some of the photo's I took (on my camera phone)