One Twitter follower seems a little unimpressed by my coverage of the Argyll scenery so far,
and they make a very fair point. But there will be some shots of the gorgeous coast, once I get through this run of five pubs in 5 hours (thanks Mrs RM).
A mere 20 minutes from Kilmartin lies the Cuilfail, 20 minutes in which Mrs RM decided to instruct the hi-tech kit to play some jaunty music.
“Hey Google, play Glen Campbell” she shouted, waking me up.
“Redirecting your route to Gambell, Alaska” said a confused Google. Hey, isn’t Alaska like 40 degrees at the moment ?
I’ve no idea how we ended up with early Bee Gees when she asked for “Staying Alive“.
The route IS pretty spectacular, as you see from the aerial view, but hard to capture when going round corners at 60 mph.
The frontage of the National Heritage Cuilfail Hotel is pretty good, too,
but not a patch on the themed interior.
What Pub describes the “flooring of terrazzo and the Critall windows a short passage with dado panelling“,
but you want to know the sympathetic choice of soundtrack, don’t you ?
“Mambo Number 5” and “Don’t Cry For Me Argentina” (not Madonna), of course. The other customers (it was 3.30pm on a Thursday to be fair) looked enthralled.
The Landlady seemed surprised to see me.
“Er, can I get a drink, please ?” . She definitely thought about it before acquiescing.
The Loch Lomond (the beer, not the loch) looks pretty good, doesn’t it ?
It really wasn’t*.
*But the pub is gorgeous and if they’d charged £2 just to LOOK at it to the accompaniment of “Mambo Number 5” I’d have been happy.