Some tired WiFi up here in the Borders to complement the exhausted beer, so I can’t share my Withernsea post tonight, you’ll be saddened to hear.
So a very short post from Melrose, the Waitrose of the Borders, (where Galashiels is Heron Foods).
It looked pretty stunning tonight at the end of my day walking in Fife.
What the town lacks is a Beer Guide pub, the King’s Arms closing within weeks of making a GBG debut. That happens rather too often.
But you will see a fair few of these stickers, telling you the town’s hotels will probably serve real ale, which is the exception in Scotland.
Mrs RM and a multinational team of IT whizzos are staying around town while they stop the internet exploding or something.
And unusually for Scotland, nearly all the bars seem to have real ale, and thankfully just the one.
Burts is one of the few contemporary looking small hotels.
It might be contemporary, but at 6.30pm 95% of the patrons were wearing either jacket, blouse or bib.
But it had real ale, sadly three rather than one, perhaps energised to excess by a recent award from local CAMRA.
Well the beer (NOT the Foxy Blonde, only Mrs RM is allowed to ask for that, was good enough (NBSS 3), but hardly competing with the Chardonnay.
And at well over £4 a pint it won’t drag the Tennents drinker off the street, either.
But because you like lacings, here’s some lacings.