The beer at the Anderson was good, but the food was even better. How we resisted the American Crack Pie I’ll never know. And in the morning, after admiring the public bar, we again succumbed to the pleasures of the flesh for breakfast. Specifically, the flesh of the Haggis and the Black Pudding. You won’t… Continue reading ALL HAGGIS, NO DOLPHINS
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AT LAST, THE ANDERSON
I like this home-made GBG 2020 (from the year the GBG was delayed) so much you can see it again; Perhaps the Anderson will be the only pub in the Guide in an uncertain future where real ale drinkers stay at home waiting for Covid restrictions to be fully withdrawn and Dark Fruits rules the… Continue reading AT LAST, THE ANDERSON
A NIGHT ON THE BLACK ISLE
And on and on the Scottish trip goes; 677 miles now as we reach Fortrose on the Black Isle. Today’s football quiz, especially for our American readers; Name the Scottish Premiership team in the OS extract below “Ah, but do you mean the Cromarty Under-11s Premiership ?” asks reader D. Mackay. We’d booked a night… Continue reading A NIGHT ON THE BLACK ISLE
A PHOENIX FROM THE ASHES
Yes, still in Scotland, heading for the coast, and our first hotel of the trip in Fortrose. But first, a stop for essentials in Inverness. For the first time EVER, Mrs RM and I had the same essentials in mind, as we spent an hour six minutes replenishing our wardrobes in the Eastgate Centre. That… Continue reading A PHOENIX FROM THE ASHES
A LOCH NESS MONSTER
Click bait ! Actually, I wanted to bring you Nessie, but my Mum failed to find the actual one I brought home from Inverness 30 years ago (of which more later). I’m sure the coast of the Loch is attractive, but when your sight is fixed on an endless dark blue lake it’s hard to… Continue reading A LOCH NESS MONSTER
SHANG-A-LANG
I’m old enough to have enjoyed Balamory as a dad, but too young to have appreciated the merits of the Bay City Rollers in the mid-70s. The Spiderman Musical OST was more my thing at 10. I only mention the Rollers as they were the only thing memorable about the Stronlossit in Roybridge, just south… Continue reading SHANG-A-LANG
THE WORLD DESCENDS ON GLENCOE
Mrs RM said she was bored of pubs. “I’m bored of pubs” she said. But, as we headed for Glencoe, an hour from Oban, it struck me that apart from admiring the scenery (difficult when you’re on your phone) or walking the hills (unappealing if it’s raining) there’s only really pubs and tea shops to… Continue reading THE WORLD DESCENDS ON GLENCOE
A TASTE OF OBAN
In the late ’90s a short-lived monthly glossy called “Taste” emerged, packed with articles on alcohol, drinking and pub crawls. I guess it aimed at the sort of territory “Ferment” covers, except that it made pub-going sound more fun than sipping from cans in your underpants. A typical article would see a mixed group of… Continue reading A TASTE OF OBAN
THE MISHNISH
“Where’s my Scottish pub !” you ask, tiring now of all this relentless natural beauty. HERE is your pub, the only one I saw in Tobermory with the Macdonald Arms seemingly closed. So let’s do the famous yellow one (someone painted it black a while ago and got lynched). The Mishnish seemed to have noise… Continue reading THE MISHNISH
WHAT’S THE STORY IN TOBERMORY
I was a Balamory dad. When I went part time in the early 2000s to take James and Matthew to pubs, it was Balamory and those Thomas the Tank Engine videos voiced by Ringo Starr (the best post-Beatles output IMHO) that we watched together. And I could leave the boys in front of the telly… Continue reading WHAT’S THE STORY IN TOBERMORY
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