Look at the photo above. Not only do you see what looks like a micropub, you’ll also notice a complete absence of moving traffic.
In fact, in half an hour walking the mean streets of Newcastleton I saw less cars pass me than I saw pints pulled in the whole of my trip to the Scottish Borders i.e. not many.
I’m sure all of you can place Newcastleton on the map, but if not;
You really have to want to come here, or (if you’re a Londoner) get hopelessly lost looking for your yurt in lovely Kielder Water.
There’s two sorts of settlements as you move across the Scottish Borders; the unexpectedly attractive large village like St Boswells (or Bellingham), and the single main road settlements that looks like a suburb of Carlisle. Like this one.
Here’s the tourist highlights;
The Copshaw Kitchen Café seems to have enough alcohol to cope with being cut off by snow drift for months, though custom comes from coffee and (ambitiously priced) homemade scones.
Duncan will correct me, but I don’t think there’s ever been a Beer Guide pub here, and my WhatPub extract reveals a bit of a beer
desert forest for miles around.
The Grapes looks like the boozer of the two, but that solitary red marker is the Liddesdale Hotel, which takes the Scottish predilection for “Occasional real ale availability” to its limits.
WARNING: REAL ALE ONLY DURING COPSHAW FESTIVAL
Yes, for three days at the end of June you get real ale. And folk in Manchester complain about choice.
Wouldn’t it be sad if the Liddesdale got in the Guide and BRAPA could never make it at the end of June ? It only takes 5hrs19 by train and bus.
By the way, that Trap micro at the top doesn’t even register on WhatPub, but offers micro pub opening hours (i.e. erratic) and a Tattie competition. It may be a classic. I may never know.