Step through the beautiful door, between the King’s Wark and the Pizza Express, which is the last remnant of the façade that occupied this space for centuries, and you arrive in the lower bowels of The Leith Agency. Four flights later, past the photo of the young Leith boxer and the one of the undertaker that you recognise from too many funerals, you will find yourself in the attic or, more properly, the Think Tank. At least today. Ed and Barbara, the Agency’s agents, as it were, have almost literally lassoed your gnarled editor on his way for, ahem, ‘a bracer’, and showered him with enthusiasm, ideas, and, heaven forfend, interest. Three things which your own correspondent requires an update on. A tear swells in my working eye, as they let loose of their admiration for our, unworthy, periodical. There is, of course, a history here. Read ’Notes From The Editor’ – I know you do! I know you do! – for the ‘Twinning with Leith’ story, and then come back here – because I know you don’t.

These keen as mustard, no, keener than that, young shavers, have been involved with the Leither since, well, since… And now they have thrown caution to the wind and affiliated themselves with this humble rag yet again. Which is nice. They do however require something of YOU, it is their contention that everywhere you look in Leith, there is a photo opportunity. Be it using a ‘Jesus Christ Almighty’ serious camera or your humble mobile phone. They want you to send a photo that best sums up what Leith is all about. In return, if your picture is among the chosen ones, they will invite you to an, ahem, no expenses spared opening on board the Mary of Guise barge on the 10th of July. The exhibition, your exhibition, will then run for three days, bang in the middle of the Leith Festival. Exposure or what? Look no further than this page for inspiration.

Billy is the author of 66 articles including 'Leithal Images' from May's Leither

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