On to the last new tick of our Edinburgh quarter, with a game Mrs RM edging above 25,000 steps. Great effort. The Bellfield Brewery Tap takes us east of Holyrood, taunting us with historic boozers before dumping us in a small industrial estate surrounded by flats for Parliament staffers. One for the brewery tap purist,… Continue reading HIPSTERS IN HOLYROOD
Tag: Edinburgh
SHISH HAPPENS
Yes, shish happens. A flat tyre from nowhere, but thankfully I have a skilled team to deal with life’s little crises. And no, that’s not the main reason I married her (though her 1991 “Motoring Madams” certification was high on the list). I wouldn’t ever drive round Edinburgh, particularly with the Leith Walk being dug… Continue reading SHISH HAPPENS
MRS RM’s MICRO MOVES IN LEITH
You join me in Leith on the day before Hogmanay (cancelled) as we’re 3/4 of the way through my Beer Guide tick, and up to 90% of Mrs RM’s walking limit (and 132% of my bladder limit, to be fair). Leith looks best from the air, and Si may choose to approach by his private… Continue reading MRS RM’s MICRO MOVES IN LEITH
TAKING OUR SUNSHINE TO LEITH
The third pub of our quartet of new Edinburgh ticks took us to Leith, which you’ll know from the Proclaimers song “Throw the R away” (“r” is real ale scoring less than NBSS 2). The seaside suburb is a scintillating mix of seagulls, sand and sewage works. A mix of high rise, high church, and… Continue reading TAKING OUR SUNSHINE TO LEITH
THE WATER OF LEITH
Before I move into the big city, and in response to unprecedented demand, here’s a picture of my breakfast at the Old Town Hall in Innerleithen. Of course, ruined by the full Scottish breakfast that followed it, but such is life. No pain, no gain. I needed a long walk to burn off the calories… Continue reading THE WATER OF LEITH
FLESHMARKET CLOSE
Like you, I’m getting a bit bored of these Scottish posts now. The problem is the pubs are all photogenic and you can’t just lump half a dozen together like you can in, ooh, Maidenhead. Along with the Aberdeen trip last month these reports now make up 85.7% of my blog this year (FACT), and… Continue reading FLESHMARKET CLOSE
EVEN BETTER IN THE BOW BAR
As I said, I should have had lunch in Cloisters. Five pubs since that bacon roll in Cupar, and 2pm come and gone. But there’s still pubs that’ll serve you in Edinburgh in the afternoon, just like in proper cities. Oh look, it’s that Bow Bar. Somewhere on West Bow, anyway. Never sure exactly where… Continue reading EVEN BETTER IN THE BOW BAR
DESERTED BY PAUL IN THE HANGING BAT
Paul had been tremendous company, but it was time for him to head back to New Town with its heritage interiors and beardless customers. I may not have done any new GBG pubs that Monday, but I could at least have a possible pre-emptive tick on the way to Waverley Station. The Hanging Bat… Continue reading DESERTED BY PAUL IN THE HANGING BAT
FALLING INTO DARK TERRITORY
Yes, it’s the inadvisable stage of the Edinburgh Morning Crawl That Started Off As a Quiet Pint Before The Train. This one was my fault. On Matthew L’s recommendation I’d popped in here on the Thursday night (which probably feels like 2013 to you by now after all these Scottish posts). It was bustling and… Continue reading FALLING INTO DARK TERRITORY
BENNETS BAR – NOT BAD, IS IT ?
Fifteen minutes (jay)walking later, Paul and I were at Bennets Bar, our second Edinburgh classic of the day. I’ll be honest. I know the capital has dozens of ornate bars; they’re beautifully detailed in the CAMRA Scottish Heritage Pub Guide I got Paul for a bargain £3 at the AGM. In general I care… Continue reading BENNETS BAR – NOT BAD, IS IT ?
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