We have everything in London and quite a few people so these things are common place , one of my hobbies is reading the cards on lampposts from stabbed black people and crushed cyclists . The clever ones laminate their letters.
Eh? So ****s crushed while cycling leave cards on lamposts ? Where do these lycra clad fools keep the cards and do they stick them to the lamppost while they're waitinv for the ambulance to arrive?
The only difference with Edinburgh is that we're multilicutural, we don't wear skirts and live off shortbread and buckfast