The secret balconies of Fleshmarket Close

One of my favourite things about Edinburgh is that you can go round the innocent looking corner and find a cobbled path that looks like it might take you where you're going and on the way you find intriguing things.

Like a secret vodka bar with black door with no handle.

And a vertical row of balconies with doors that for some reason display flat numbers.

And a bag of turnips that unfortunately didn't fit in the picture...