Oh look, here’s a place you’ll have heard of (though there’s folk in our village who would place Edinburgh just above York on the map if asked). It’s the home of the little cricket team that just beat England, their Gaetjens moment if you like
Edinburgh is an essential annual visit, outside August anyway; one of the great places for urban walking and pub refreshment.
In late May it was overflowing with Japanese tour groups visiting the latest craft beer bars and other minor tourist attractions like these at Haymarket.
Haymarket is an underappreciated area of the city, containing one of the all-time accommodation bargains in the Travelodge, particularly if you bag the spacious family room for £29. Plenty of good food here, including a post-beer breakfast salad bowl at the improbably named Bite Me.
Not far from the autovac joy of Thomson’s Bar, Monty’s is yet another little gem.
20 years ago it would have been Deuchars and 80/, now you get this craft feast;
Look how far we’ve come ! (?)
Being old I can ask for advice at noon, and the very knowledgeable beer lady enthused about the Tempest, brewed just yards from where Mrs RM alights from her train.
“I’ll top that up for you !”
Lovely service, decent beer (NBSS 3), and a two storey place with loads of potential to walk up and down stairs looking for photo opportunities.
Eventually I found a table I liked best, with a great view through the large bay windows to No.1 Kebab across the road.
No banter though, as I remained the only punter for 15 minutes. It seems a night-time venue, though you’ll rarely find an Edinburgh pub that doesn’t open at lunchtime.
But as compensation, I had the joys of “Cum on feel the noise” and “The Number of the Beast“, at decent volume, all to myself.
And 20 minutes to spare walking up and down the closes off the Royal Mile before the train to Prestonpans.
One more to go in the Lothians, and it’s an (official) classic.