JARL, AND THE SEARCH FOR A THIRD HEART IN COLDSTREAM

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I could have lumped The Castle in with the Besom on the previous post but I find writing more than 500 words tiring as I reach extreme old age.  Even BRAPA is cutting back on those “Moby Dick” length posts these days.

Onto the Castle Hotel.

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More hotels than people in Coldstream

Looking at the Google extract now, it’s evident there’s more “things” than people (1,813) in and around Coldstream, It’s so dark, we can’t see anything anyway, including the sign for the (New)castle Arms which we then walk into by mistake.

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Dark

No handpumps, and no harm done.

But over the road we’re accosted by an enthusiastic lady staring intently into the charity shop, helpfully marked as “Charity Shop” on Google Maps.

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Charity shop

Scuse me, scuse me. Can you see a 3rd heart dangling from the tree”  No.

Press yer head against the glass and look behind the “Live Well” sign”  Still no.

I think I can see a reflection.  Look closer”  We could see nothing.

Mrs RM loves a mystery.  The mystery here, equal to anything on “Lost”, was that a third dangly heart reserved by the lady appeared to be missing from the window display.  Had it been sold ?  Would the police be involved ?

We would never find out, but advised her to sleep outside the entrance so she’d be first in the queue at 10am with her £1.50 when the shop re-opened.

Real life in the Castle too, but rather less dramatic.  Again, hard to pick it out in the dark, unless you had carrot soup for lunch.

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Castle Hotel

A homely, but modernised little village pub had a large group of locals round one big table, so we headed for the benches.  A very cheery barmaid was eating her tea at the side of the bar.  Unlike some traditionalists, that bothers me not a jot.

The scatter cushions bothered me rather more so. Mrs RM instead noticed the Sooty on a boat feature.

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Aggghhhh

Keeping up the theme of invisible Coldstream, we could see no real ale in the Castle, an unmarked hand pump suggesting “seasonal availability“.  Always a moral dilemma for the proper pub ticker – can you consider it ticked with a glass of keg ? (yes).

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No real ale, then ?”

Oh yes” Points to pump  “this is Jarl“.

Result. It was nectar, too (NBSS 4).  Even in a Joh Smiths Smooth glass.  Three hearts for branded glassware.

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Not really Smooth

In the interests of research, I made Mrs RM sample the rarely seen (for good reason) McEwans 80/, something of a comedown after the Jarl.

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Chef joins the chat

The best way to sum up the banter would be “unacceptable in a Sam Smiths” and drawing heavily on the traditions of Billy Connolly.  They all said “Bye” when we left, which is all you can ask for in Scotland.

Bit arty on the way to the loos, this picture clearly from the Charity Shop.  Hope they didn’t buy that 3rd heart too.

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Next stop, Kelso.

 

16 thoughts on “JARL, AND THE SEARCH FOR A THIRD HEART IN COLDSTREAM

    1. “I see you’re teasing Russ again with the Joh Smiths Smooth glass.”

      I figured since he’d just mentioned “Jarl” he was using the Scandinavian spelling. 🙂

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  1. “Aggghhhh”

    Quite agree. I can’t make out what the bloody hell is on the telly.

    “The best way to sum up the banter would be “unacceptable in a Sam Smiths” and drawing heavily on the traditions of Billy Connolly.”

    Heh. 🙂

    Tried to think of something witty (and risqué) about that painting but failed miserably.

    Cheers

    PS – “hard to pick it out in the datk,”

    It’s so dark it’s hard to make out what ‘dakt’ means. 😉

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    1. The painting is captioned ” Okay,I’m sorry love – I shouldn’t have stayed for that last pint but someone bought it for me and it would have been bad form not to accept it. “

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