6th March 2007
Former primary school converted into a reasonable real ale pub, and originally called The Hogshead, but now named after its original incarnation.
Bizarrely one of my mates went to school here and I believe it's a bit of a mind-fuck to be drinking in the old assembly hall!
One hot and sunny day several years ago, a crowd of us from a choir went in one Thursday evening for a drink after rehearsing nearby. Bearing in mind the fact that it was specifically a Real Ale pub and usually had a selection of half a dozen or so from which to choose, the conversation with the barmaid went along the lines of:
What'll you have?
6 pints of IPA please
We've run out
OK, Caledonian 80/- then
Sorry, we've none left
Golden Promise?
Afraid not
Landlord?
Sorry, no
OK, what real ale do you have then?
None actually, we've run out of them all!
OK, we'll have 6 pints of lager then
Sorry, we've run out of lager ........
After that exchange, somewhat reminiscent of Monty Python's Cheese Shop sketch, for some reason we stopped going there for a while!
But I've started going again and although it gets very studenty the later it gets, early evenings are fine. And they stop serving food about 8pm.
It's got a big, well, playground really, outside with tables and a recently constructed 64 seater glass-roof-covered outdoor smoking annexe (there is no smoking in any Scottish pubs these days - hurrah!)