Andrew Dickson tries the iPod-guided route through EdinburghI'm poking around a graveyard looking for a dead man who happens to share my surname. A voice in my ear tells me that the tomb of David Dickson, a reverend from the 19th century, is nearby, but I can't track him down. So I lean against the grave of David Gray, a shoemaker who died in 1717, and keep listening. Typical of my family, I think " never there when …
SOURCE: The Guardian at 05:30PM on August 9, 2011