An interesting building with a fascinating history, the Mansfield Traquair Centre is a dual-use office and events space at the bottom of Bonnington Road. From the outside, it looks like an impressive if unremarkable sandstone church, though in truth it hasn't been used for worship for decades. Indeed, if you ask Edinburghers of a certain age, they'll tell you (rightly) that there was once an amazing night club in the basement.
Walk through the bright red front door though, into the nave, and you'll see what makes this place really special. The famous murals, painted in the 1890s by Arts & Crafts heroine Pheobe Anna Traquair, are as beautiful as they are bizarre, from the spectacular choir of angels to the abundance of parrots and tropical fruit. No dour crucifixion scenes here.
Of course, all of this was very nearly lost when the Catholic Apostolics* who built it fizzled out and left the building to fall into ruin. It was only thanks to a lengthy and expensive restoration project in the '90s that it's in such a great state today.
It's honestly worth trying to make one of the (fairly regular) open Sundays, where a lovely volunteer will show you around, pointing out the mural's many in-jokes and giving you a bit of the history.
The centre plays host to regular events, from weddings to concerts and corporate functions (though I've only been there for the Whisky Fringe). Saunter by at the weekend and you'll usually catch a glimpse of something spectacular being set up through the open side door. Poke your head in and pretend to be a lost tourist if anyone shouts. Lovely.
* A quick note on the Catholic Apostolics - surely one of the most lovable Christian sects you'll ever meet. Founded in the mid 19th century, they believed Christ was just on the cusp of making another appearance to sort us all out. So he could hit the ground running (there was a lot to sort out in the mid 19th century) they appointed 12 apostles in advance. Unfortunately, the risen son of God rudely failed to show and the last apostle died in 1901, at which point the congregation quickly dwindled, leaving only their penchant for cheerfully camp religious art. read more