I would often visit my friends in Muirhouse, a working-class neighborhood on the outskirts of the capital. The area was mainly known to outsiders as a place plagued with drugs and violence. Though there was some truth to this stereotype we usually just hung out, walked the dogs, ate, watched TV, the normal stuff. Dinner time typically meant getting takeout from the chippy or the chinkies which came with plastic cutlery. Eating here on so many occasions reminded me of the saying you're born with a silver spoon in your mouth, meaning you were born with a leg up. The way I see it, the plastic spoon is the opposite of the silver spoon.
2006-2010