Two pubs in Peebles. One a classic. One, less so. Actually, it now seems I’d missed the most famous bar in town. By five years.
Actually, Peebles is probably the capital of cask in the Borders, with five entries on What Pub.
A genteel town, the Leamington Spa of the North if you like, with groups of pensioners braving the drizzle on Tuesday, looking for cheaper coffee than in Costa.
So thank goodness for Spoons.
Like the customers, it’s very old, apparently.
Scottish Spoons are odd, of course. You can’t get a beer until nearly lunchtime, so no 9am Tennent’s drinkers, unfortunately.
Just a string of small rooms off a thin corridor filled with cheery gentlefolk.
A very thin corridor, in fact, that became akin to a Peebles RFC tighthead scrum as horders of pensioners descended on the lone DIY coffee machine in the middle. “More milk, more milk” went up the cry.
I sought refuge at the bar. I don’t think the absence of customers reflects the use of the Spoons App.
Too many beers, only one of them Scottish. If I’d sat there all afternoon I’d have been able to provide you with a breakdown of sales. I bet Doom Bar would have won (1-0).
The best thing I can say is that the WiFi works. That Deuchars (£2 a pint, I’d used my vouchers), was the worst I’d had in years. I only had a half (no Spoons vouchers so I couldn’t justify a pint) as I couldn’t be bothered to tackle the coffee crowd.
But not all was lost. As you see, Spoons provide a handy way of seeing if your beer really is vinegar. If you think the Sarsons is better, you get to keep the beer mat.
I kept the beer mat.