I live next to the ferryboat which is quite rough like, what are the worst pubs in Edinburgh in your opinion?
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I live next to the ferryboat which is quite rough like, what are the worst pubs in Edinburgh in your opinion?
I've never been in but the dodger in sighthill always sounds rough when I've heard people talk about it.
Never heard of it but sounds a bit rough!
Tbh I've been in a lot of pubs with reputations as being 'hard' or 'rough' but generally I've never had any bother. Go in, keep myself to myself, have a drink and leave. Always find nobody bothers me or the group I'm with.
Funniest thing I've seen in a 'dodgy' pub was identical twin brothers battering each other in The Good Companions in Oxgangs.
CC Blooms ☺
It's proper name is the Artful Dodger after the Charles Dickens character. I think it was Charlie MacKinlay who had a few pubs with Dickens themed names.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hiberniankb
:tee hee: footage of that would surely have got a few views on youtube :greengrinQuote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
The White House in Craigmillar was..........interesting, to say the least!
I got taken to the 'Clock Inn' on Dalry Road. At least I think it was called that. Most bizarre pub experience ever.
Went in the Silver Wing recently was pleasantly surprised as was expecting a ****** hole.
Omans just round the corner was my grandad's local when he was still here, some interesting sights to be seen in there.Quote:
Originally Posted by The_Exile
Anderson's on Lothian Road and The Grapes on South Clerk Street have always had potential but, never actually witnessed bother in either. Anderson's is Moriarty's now.
The Boundary Bar wasnae the best before it changed to City Limits.
Had the mis-fortune to have to walk into the Gunner in Muirhouse once. As Obi Wan would say, a wretched hive of sc*m and villainy.
You beat me to it, I was going to post the same, word for word! :top marksQuote:
Originally Posted by BroxburnHibee
That place was just evil.Quote:
Originally Posted by BroxburnHibee
Tam O'Shanter on great junction street is a hole. Not hard, just a s**t hole as is Anderson's round the corner from there.
Roughest I have been in is probably the Ferryboat.
Been in a few that didn't have much going for them:
Surfers in Portobello
The White Horse in Craigmillar
The Marmion in Gracemount
The Right Wing in Northfield
But the only time I can remember witnessing any actual violence was while working behind the bar at the 5s centres in Porty and Sighthill. Any time there was an 18th or 21st (or 40/50/60th for that matter) there would be at least one fight. I only did 2 shifts at Sighthill and saw a guy getting glassed by a girl. Sticks in the memory.
Re the Clock.... I seem to remember it was the best pint of Guinness in Edinburgh ..... Maybe coz everything else was crap it was continually being poured I guess :D
And why was it evil lol?Quote:
Originally Posted by Hiber-nation
Full of the worst type of jambos imaginable. Vile specimens. My next door neighbour got a job in an electrician's along the road, went in for a pint at lunchtime on his first day (out of curiosity) and got threatened with a knife.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hiberniankb
This was back in the late 70s by the way.
The Rock up at the Pleasance was a really nasty boozer as well, never even got as far as the bar, bottled it!
As was the Tavern ..my Wifes late Uncles local ..we were at his 60th there a good few years back ...was fine actually until I got mugged by an over zealous toilet door :greengrinQuote:
Originally Posted by The_Exile
The Oak in Corstorphine is rough as. Maybe not violent, I'm not sure, but it's mental.
It's not the roughest pub I've been in, but even though I lived next door to it for years, I never liked the Royal Nip - at all!
Used to live across the road from it at 224 Easter Road back in the mid 80s. There was a couple who lived across from it on the Albert Street side who were always coming out there steamin, shouting and bawling at each other. One Monday night it was really loud so I had a look out the window until they went into their flat....2 minutes later a telly comes smashing through their window on to the street! Not just a wee portable either.Quote:
Originally Posted by Peevemor
The Granton Tap was a bit scary mary ...& that was only when delivering the beer !!
Scariest pub Ive had the dis-pleasure of visiting on numerous occasions was not in Edinburgh though ...that accolade goes to the one & only Valley bar in High Valleyfield Fife ...even the women had baws !! :paranoid:....:faint:
One scary village.Quote:
Originally Posted by happyhibbie
Not in Edinburgh but I happened to be in Hemel Hempstead once, and there was a pub by the bus station, we had about of time to kill so nipped in for a pint and I've never seen anything like it, save for maybe the cantina in Mos Eisley in Star Wars.
The first person we saw (and this, I swear is no lie) had one eye and was sitting with what I presume was his Mrs, who had one arm. They had two dogs at their feet, both with the legs each.
I went for a slash and the urinal trough was screwed onto the wall at one end, and supported by a small bucket at the other.
The ashtrays were screwed onto the tables, and there was a guy trying to sell a carrier bag of presumably stolen meat who was getting told to **** off because the cigarettes he'd sold last time smelled like piss when they were lit.
We only had the one, very quick pint.
Cant believe no one has thrown In the gauntlet in broomhouse!!
Most bars ive been in, regardless of the rep, are fine as long as you keep yourself to yourself. However I have to say the tally hoe in winchburgh is a particularly delightful place. Im sure I wouldn't have been set about on if A)I was from there, or been in before and b) was not pissed, wearing a hibs top and just beat the tims 3-2 at easter road
I had a very similar experience with a mate whilst down in Bridgend, Wales.Quote:
Originally Posted by matty_f
The pub was the 'Courage', and we needed it. A couple sitting in the corner, guy dressed in his finest tracksuit bottoms, white vest and topped off with a head band Rab C would be proud of.
I'm pretty sure he was eyeing us up when we walked in but it was difficult to tell with his pontoon eyes(1 sticking, 1 twisting).
The rest of the clientele looked like cheap copies of Goldie Lookin' Chain!
The bar had hand pumps & taps but all drinks were served from cans?
We left the 'friendly' bar area and retired to the beer garden to the rear. I say beer garden, more of a concrete yard, surrounded by a 10' wall and peppered with a fine selection of dog faeces.
We had already agreed we were only having the one when the whole pub came outside for a 'fag'. The only way out was back through that pub so we put our drinks down, still full, and make excuses about buying a bar snack,,,,,we then ran out that pub like big girls blouses and never returned!
We'll never know how it would have turned out if we had stayed but I like to think we saved ourselves from taking a hiding that night, christ knows I've been in better looking pubs in Newport and suffered worse!
The Dodger , The old Sighthill Hotel , the Silver Wing , Club 85 in wester Hailes , the westsider and the old Parotts cage.
I was just a wee bit too young for the parrots cage but I've been in all the rest.
I used to go to a place called huxters when I knew a few guys from down that way. There's no way in hell I would have went in if I didn't.Quote:
Originally Posted by sleeping giant
It was as if that was where all the local nutters went with their wives if they fancied a bit of smart casual.
Drank in the Dodger for about ten years, and rarely saw any bother. Mind you I could hardly see anything when I drank:rolleyes:Quote:
Originally Posted by deano88
Aye Hucksters on a Friday night was entertaining.Quote:
Originally Posted by peter douglas
Quite liked the place to be honest but I was from there so I was safe :greengrin
Dodger and the Patio too.
Re The Gauntlet , I knew a guy that was killed outside there in the 80's.
Actually after stating earlier I had never found a pub as bad as I expected I forgot one exception:
Thr 524 Cocktail Lounge in Aberdeen. When I lived there I frequented a few of the rougher pubs in the city, was chased out The Scotia (another *****hole) with a few pint glasses shattering behind me after letting slip to some former ASC guys I was a Hibs fan. However the 524 was something else just for it's utter crapness. Crap beer, place reeked of dog pish (there was always dogs in and they must have been pi55ing on the 'carpet'), toilets that would have terrified lesser men and always, always bother. A Friday or Saturday wasn't complete without a fight and whilst calling the police wasn't the done thing in the pub if it spilled out onto the street they regularly appeared.
I was only in a couple of times but we regularly saw the goings on as we regularly drank in either The Butchers Arms or The Kings Arms just up the road which were decent local boozers. The place was just utterly depressing and full of the absolute dregs.
Obviously not in Edinburgh but a total dump.
Was the 524 on george st? If so I used to pass it often when I lived at kitty brewster. Always wondered how varied their cocktail list was. My mate reckoned anything more complex than a vodka and coke and the bar staff would struggle :greengrinQuote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
Aye, it's on George Street and still going. Passing it was definitely the wisest option.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mr White
The Busy Bee was an absolute hovel but the worse place I've ever been by a long long way was a pub down in granton, I'm not 100% sure of its name but I think it was the Willie Muir. The Duke of Wellington down Leith was also horrible
I'm sure I remember reading the Willie Muir had at least 2 murders happen on the premises in the 70s.Quote:
Originally Posted by lord bunberry
Could be nonsense though as a lot of nyths tend to grow around rough pubs.
Jeez I forgot about the Willie Muir. In once when I was about 20, terrified!Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
It wouldn't surprise me, I've never felt more uncomfortable in a pub in my life. The guy behind the bar was a huge guy who seemed to keep an uneasy peace.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
Anyone ever visit a pub on Paisley Road West near Castle Greyskull? It was called "The Halfway House". A very scary place.
I worked there on Saturdays in the late '60s to help pay for my digs. Must have been out of my mind. The bar staff used to listen anxiously for the Rangers result on the radio (it was pre Sky Sports) and pray that they had won since that meant the fans would be in a good mood. If they'd lost, which wasn't very often in those days, bears with sore heads doesn't get close. They'd come swarming in not long after the final whistle and, if they thought they weren't getting served quickly enough, lean over the counter and grab at you, shouting abuse as if they were still at the game. (It was often four or five deep in the bar and the beer was so lively you had to pour three glasses to get one full pint.) As the evening wore on, some of them would be joined by their wives, start fighting among themselves or slide unconscious to the floor.
As well as serving pints, I was supposed to help break up the fights but, whenever anything happened, I luckily always seemed to be doing a bit of sweeping up in the cellar. (Not completely daft.) At closing time, I had to help drag the unconscious ones by their jacket collars and feet and drop them on the pavement outside. If they'd been particularly horrible earlier, the barmen would release their heads from quite a height. I can still hear the crack their skulls made when they hit the kerb.
Once the place was shut and the glasses cleaned, we could have a free cigarette or a half of heavy (I was sick of the smell of beer by then so usually chose a smoke). Then I'd run to my ancient parked car with the keys in my hand to get in quick and lock the door - just in case some blue-nosed thugs were waiting for me for taking too long to serve them or inadvertently looking at them earlier.
A few years ago, I went back to see if the pub was still there but there was no sign of it. The regulars probably knocked it down.
Not the roughest or worst, but the Phoenix on broughton street was a pub i could never quite understand at one end of the bar you have an old mans boozer and the entry seems like that. Then the level up is like a newly decorated pub with trendy wall paper this portion was always filled with english Edinburgh uni types. All in all a very confusing place. Must say never had any bother in there and always quite liked stopping for a pint on my way home.
Sounds like a pub I was in around there in the early 80s. No windows and just at the front of the bar was thick wire grill with gaps along the bar big enough to pass a couple of pint glasses through! I was there of a lunchtime but the punters even then were a throw back in the evolution of whatever creatures they were.Quote:
Originally Posted by Dan Sarf
Back to Edinburgh. I take it I'm the only person to have been in the Niddrie Marischal Arms? I didn't witness this particular story from the 70s but it rings true with other events there.
A group of workies were enjoying their Friday tea time beers, there was about a dozen of them and ones just got the round in when the doors burst open and this wee scary wumin shouts "Where are yi, yi ba$£@&%?" She rages over to the chap who's just bought the round f'in and c'in about her housekeeping. When he points to the round he's just bought and shrugs she explodes, picks up one of the pints, smashes it on the side of the bar and sticks it in his neck. The blood is pishing from the wound and he turns to the barman and says "You'd better make that another pint o special" before collapsing in a heap!
There's many other great stories about that place, that's my favourite!
The Blacker in Coolock, Dublin not a window in the place with travellers frequently helping themselves to cases of beer behind the bar, lucky I was working with a local lad.
That was back in 1998 mind you, some place it was !!
There's a boozer in Broxburn called The Green Tree which has bars on the windows :greengrin
Might be a myth but I got told it doesn't even have a ladies :tee hee: I've never been brave enough to try it out.
I've been in there (a while ago now though - the original Mrs Peeve was from Dechmont) and it was fine - an "old man's" pub but perfectly OK and a pretty friendly crowd from what I remember.Quote:
Originally Posted by BroxburnHibee
Was never in the Marischal Arms but was occasionally in there when it was the Cleekim Inn as I helped out with the football team, great bunch of lads ...the Jewel Miners had a bit of a "reputation" in bygone days too but in my 26 years being a member I never witnessed anything major ...more likely because I was rubberised most of the time ... :drunk:Quote:
Originally Posted by Jack
Anybody ever wander into Pickies by mistake?
Aye ...so dark & dingy I needed those night time goggles tae make my way to the bar !!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Killiehibbie
I don't imagine it would be a pleasant experience without a local to protect you.Quote:
Originally Posted by happyhibbie
Never had any bother to be honest ..it was just full of mumbling drunks who were so inebriated & incoherent they pished where they sat ..if you had to get out in a hurry you were ****ed though...the carpet was about 6 inches thick with stale booze & fag ends ...so deep in **** you would have needed a life belt & a rope tae reach the front door...:paranoid:Quote:
Originally Posted by Killiehibbie
I used to work in The Phoenix a few years ago and loved the pub. There was a group of about 12 regulars who sat in the corner at the door end of the bar and there was always at least 3 or 4 of them in each day/night. It was also the only pub I've known to still use a bookies runner despite the advent of online gambling.Quote:
Originally Posted by TRC
What you say about the set-up was right though - it tended to be regulars in the lower section and others in the upper section. It actually got weirder than you've described when there was an event in the cellar bar which had a separate entrance which people didn't always notice. There was a book club every week and, during the festival the cellar bar was used as a venue, so people used to wander in looking for a comedy show or jazz gig.
The only negative about that pub was that the bar manager was a complete ****. He was probably the grumpiest, most depressing and sour-faced person I have ever known (and that's some accolade). I'm convinced that the owners kept him around because he had no life and, with no personality, very little chance of ever living one. He also had zero inclination towards good customer service and the breaking point for me was when he physically threatened a customer for no real reason one night. Don't know if he's still there as I haven't been back even as a customer.
The Phoenix is a pub I could never take to.Quote:
Originally Posted by Future17
I live on Broughton Road so have a few decent pubs in walking distance. Smithies on Eyre Place (even if the owner is a Hertz fan), Leith Walk and all it has, The Bonnington and then the pubs on Broughton Street. The Phoenix would always be below Mathers, Barony and Cask & Barrel when it came to choosing one. There's nothing I can put my finger on I just don't really like it.
Is that the tall bald guy?Quote:
Originally Posted by Future17
My granddad used to manage the Willie Muir around the late sixties/early seventies. My Dad, who worked there at the time, has some mental stories!Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
Aye, that's him.Quote:
Originally Posted by TRC
Aye not the most social guy in the world. Then again ive worked in tons of pubs and most would probably say the same thing about me
We used to go to the Phoenix a lot years ago good starting boozer always remember a very tidy goth barmaid.
There used to be a pub in Inverness called The Thornbush. You couldn't walk straight in, you had to knock on the locked front door and then a wee hatch opened through which you were quizzed by the bar staff before you were allowed in. Some real characters in there selling all sorts of stuff. It was next to the ship repair yard so as ships crew we were accepted as locals. Our telly was nicked one night when we were all ashore. We mentioned it in the pub and a couple of nights later it was returned. :-)
You were lucky, i saw guys getting hospitalised for nothing more than being strangers. I remember a young Hibs boy telling me of one night they were looking for a fight in any pub all the way from Musselburgh via Porty and got no takers until they reached Pickies and 20 odd of them had to beat a hasty retreat.Quote:
Originally Posted by happyhibbie
I suppose that could happen in any random pub though..Ive been in pubs where the atmosphere has been absolutely toxic but never saw a thing ...whereas many years back in the old Brunstane pub ..a good local, everyone was having a good auld knees up when all hell broke loose & punters/furniture/windows etc were damaged..the pub got a bit of a bad reputation after that but never really warranted it ...:agree:Quote:
Originally Posted by Killiehibbie
The Phoenix had its last pint from me after going in a cpl year back after a derby at PBS new year game. Barman said he was charging an extra £1 on a pint cause it was new year. Not been back since.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
Cracking juke box & played at full volume, loved surprising an old mate of mine with an unannounced appearanceQuote:
Originally Posted by happyhibbie
What Brunstane was that Trev ..the old one ...or the older one ...?...:greengrinQuote:
Originally Posted by trev the hat
Is Pickies (or whatever it's called now) still there? Never noticed it when I drove past the other week but I haven't been along there for ages.Quote:
Originally Posted by Killiehibbie
No, last known name was Sinatras, didn't last very long though and is now boarded up and has been for a while, Porters next door is still on the go. Jocks lodge has also been boarded up and the Golden gates is now an architects officeQuote:
Originally Posted by Hiber-nation
That's a bad one all right.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mixu62
It was a dreadful but thankfully brief experience. Was a smoker back then and had run out of fags on Christmas day. It was the only pub open within walking distance so went in with the sole purpose of using the ciggie machine. Had to ask the barman where it was and this.....this.....CREATURE at the bar growls at me "when ye get back, ah'm huvvin' yin ay yer fags". I got my fags and slipped out the other door. Stopped smoking soon afterwards! :greengrinQuote:
Originally Posted by heretoday
After staying in the area for a number of years, my mate and I decided to go in for a pint to see what all the fuss was about. I went to primary school that way and knew a few names of boys that drank there and it was 4pm on a Friday. Should be OK.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
Apart from a couple of old men, all there was in the place was a group of three or four Gurkhas and a group of about ten young, local lads and you could cut the atmosphere with a knife.
One Gurkha decided to play the puggy and two of the younger lads decided to leave their table and "watch", which consisted of one boy trying to tower over him and make smart comments while the other one stood behind his mate in case the Gurkha took the bait. The Gurkhas were cool as cucumbers and had arms the size of these boys thighs but you could just tell that the young lads were spoiling for a fight.
After about five minutes we had seen enough and decide it was time for a harp lager out the open fire escape we were sitting next to leaving half our pints. Never found out what happened and never bothered going back to try. :duck:
There are so many nice pubs in Edinburgh and that area in particular, so why bother?
I hope for their sakes that the local lads never got the pagger they were looking for.Quote:
Originally Posted by peter douglas
Ok cheerz. Knew about the other 2. Porters was ok back in the day, dunno what it's like now though.Quote:
Originally Posted by happyhibbie
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Originally Posted by Peevemor
Yeah, who picks a fight with a group of Gurkhas :confused:.
Yeah, they did that when I worked there and it wasn't just on pints. How much extra did I get for working it? Sweet FA.Quote:
Originally Posted by trev the hat
This triggered my mind on remembering the International Bar near the Meadows. Used to go there with Celtc supporting mates to watch the Old Firm games before Rangers died. It must have been what it was like watching the game in the old Parkhead "jungle" but with less breathing space and more spilled alcohol. One of the barmaids wasn't far out of the primordial soup and alternated between screeching "glayses upti' tha' bar" and "come oan Neil Lennon" at the top of her voice.
When the midday kick-offs were introduced on Sundays, they weren't allowed to sell alcohol before that time. Instead they ran a raffle where you bought a ticket for £2 at the door and had to check at the bar if you were a winner and could claim your prize of a bottled beer of your choosing. In a, some would say unbelievable, statistical improbability, every single ticket was a winner! :greengrin
Also, the mention of the Gurkhas just reminded me of being in a pub in Ayrshire somewhere (might have been Cumnock) a good few years ago. There was a group of squaddies in celebrating one of their birthdays. Almost all of them were relatively sober, except for the birthday boy who was been fed a continuous line of shots. After each shot, he began to ram the shot glass against his forehead and shout something which escapes me at this point. With no doubt the best of intentions, the bar staff stopped him using the shot glass, but replaced it with the wee disposable plastic ones. Unfortunately he continued with the routine and had sunk and smashed at least 5 or 6 into a bloodied mess on his coupon before his mates managed to restrain him.
Any pub was bars/a grill over the windows, when it's open, always has me moving along sharp-ish.
Went to a couple on Canal Street in Manchester (yes, it's the gay district) in January that were experiences to say the least. Not threatening particularly, but filled with an "eclectic mix" of people.
Rob Roy in the Inch had a bit of a reputation - long gone now but as a local I thought it was OK
Beats me. Maybe they weren't local at all because if you hang about that area you know what these guys are...and you don't bother them.Quote:
Originally Posted by DH1875
Normal squaddies in general are cool anyway and having them as regulars isn't normally a problem. They sometimes overdo it but they have to answer to their superiors so they know it will be reported back if they misbehave in their new "local".
My mates dad stays up that way and the squaddies were barred from going in to the goodies. I can't remember if the pub barred them or if it was the army that told them to stop going. This was a number of years ago but there used to be lots of fights between the locals and the squaddies.Quote:
Originally Posted by peter douglas
That always used to happen in the 70s in Lothian Road on weekend nights. I always felt a bit sorry for the squaddies as they piled off the Colinton buses with new flared jackets and trousers, wide collar shirts and platform shoes but saddled with army haircuts. They started the evening at something of a disadvantage.Quote:
Originally Posted by lord bunberry
Changed days now of course. They're probably the ones attracting the ladies. I wouldn't know.
It was about eight years ago I was there but it wouldn't surprise me.Quote:
Originally Posted by lord bunberry
I drank in softer pubs and the squaddies seemed to integrate well...With the odd exception of course.
The Goodies is a funny pub.
I was brought up in Oxgangs and probably had my 1st pint in there at about 16. I honestly never found it that bad. The lounge was always full of pensioners and whilst the bar had a few bams most folk were just absolutely legless. The girls were worse if anything. Saw a bit bother now and then but nothing that I haven't see i supposedly classy city centre places.
It's not somewhere I venture regularly now as I live at the other end of town but if I'm up seeing my Dad we very occasionally go in and it never seems to have changed. I'd probably choose to go in there over the soulless Hunters Tryst any day of the week.
What was the name of the boozer on Lothian Road prior to it being called Lord Toms? They used to drink there. Always bother with these boys about!Quote:
Originally Posted by heretoday
Bull & Bush ? ..or that may be a bit further down ...Hobgoblins, the Festival Tavern and Shade's.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hiber-nation
When I moved here in 92 was told to avoid Lothian Road but regularly drank in Bull & Bush and The Burnt Post and saw no trouble at all.
Festival Tavern was the one, cheers HH. Loved the Bull & Bush, hoachin every weekend :wink:Quote:
Originally Posted by happyhibbie
Not a place I frequented but was in a couple o times wi Mrs Happy during our winching days ...so I wouldn't have noticed the other noot n nannie ...:whistle: ...:greengrinQuote:
Originally Posted by Hiber-nation
That's because you chose the right pubs! Andersons was the one to avoid. Lothian Road was fine in these days.Quote:
Originally Posted by Scouse Hibee
Think that was formerly Big Johns Hideaway in bygone days ..ran by a guy named John Ruthven who took no **** ...ironically, big John died after suffering a heart attack in his then pub (Ruthvens) the former Flying Dutchman in Porty after trying to stop a couple of drunk lassies fighting over a game of pool ..:no way:Quote:
Originally Posted by Hiber-nation
So it was..horrible boozer! Never knew he died like that.Quote:
Originally Posted by happyhibbie
Unreal!
Worth taking a jumper to the Oak. Normally Baltic in there.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hibbyradge
Is the Penny Black still going? Not really rough, or scary, but was a bit unusual to say the least. Had an acquaintance years ago who used to enjoy and early start on his weekend sessions, so would go up there mid-morning and the place would be seriously packed with the sort of drinkers who couldn't wait for the regular pubs to open. They'd be steaming by 9.00 am. Was told it had odd opening hours to cater for the shift workers at the post office or something.
Long gone now.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mixu62
The Brunswick on Leith Walk is another early opener. Used to be for the guys in the sorting office round the corner but it's an interesting clientele in the morning now.
I popped in on the odd occasion when I covered night shift at my old work and it was a strange mix of shift workers and people who sadly 'needed' to be there.
I believe the Scotsmans Lounge on Cockburn Street also has an early license.
The school round the corner from "The Brunswick Real Ale House" is a polling place for elections and was also for the referendum.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy
I was in the school a few times during the morning of the referendum and there was folk in there as early as 9.30am who were having trouble standing still. I would be amazed if they remembered how they voted!
Fa'side in Wallyford. You could hear a pin drop when a stranger walks in the bar and watch the women calculating what to do with the new DNA that just entered the gene pool.
Used to drink in the IB in the 80's,some real characters thereQuote:
Originally Posted by Future17
Swallow it?Quote:
Originally Posted by Hibrandenburg
The Oak is ok during the day when it's mostly old local chaps joshing with the big blonde barmaid It's the weekend evenings that it can get heavy and the Centurion can be the same. Big, unfriendly places for those and such as those.Quote:
Originally Posted by deano88
In actuality the pubs in Corstorphine are pretty awful. Even the Corstorphine Inn has gone down. The White Lady (Wetherspoons) has sucked the life away from its rivals. It can get a bit heavy at weekends too! Bouncers have been employed.
Seconded. When I first moved to South Gyle and tried some of the local drinkeries looking for a new local I walked into the Oak - drawn in by a fairly respectable exterior with a great big oak tree - and instantly wished I was anywhere else. I had to buy a drink and have it just to save face. Never been in since.Quote:
Originally Posted by Hibbyradge
Distinct Jambo vibe, also.
Ah the Penny Black. I remember getting home from a nights clubbing at 3am once, deciding to play frisbee on the meadows for a couple of hours and then we decided to get a taxi to the Penny Black at 5am.Quote:
Originally Posted by Mixu62
It was already busy.
The 'Nix' has been a local for about 20 years. We sit upstairs, but certainly no one would ever look as us and think we were English uni types lol. Also don't think I have seen a fight in there.Quote:
Originally Posted by TRC
What's the boozer in Corstorphine just off the main road? Begins with a W I think? Been in there a couple of times and it always seemed ok.Quote:
Originally Posted by The Governor
Edit: Winstons! Decent whisky selection iirc.
Good pies too according to my uncle but the one time he took me there about 10 years ago they'd sold out :grr:Quote:
Originally Posted by Pretty Boy