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So what to do on a Saturday afternoon in Scotland? Without wanting to resort to national stereotypes we decided there was only one thing to do. Got to the pub.
So with much excitement we headed off to the interestingly named John Leslie. To my disappointment it was named after the original owner and not the former Blue Peter presenter. Thankfully though it turned out to be an excellent venue to while away the afternoon (see review) and a good time was most certainly had by all.
There's something infinitely relaxing and somewhat thrilling about spending Saturday afternoon sipping pints. There's that inevitable moment where you momentarily stop and wonder why life isn't always like this and get a slight thrill that you really should be doing something else somewhat more productive.
Sat alongside a well stoked open fire the conversation ranged through football, critical thinking, moral legislation, exam marking, the possibility that tartan was only invented in the Victorian times and back to football again. Much time was also spent bickering about whether the pub served any food or not. I am glad to report that I was indeed right in that they had a selection of sandwiches (although they had all gone) and to underline my triumph the bar staff duly appeared with a plate full of steaming hot (and decidedly large) sausage rolls.
Unfortunately the downside of afternoon drinking is that it catches up with you later and on returning home for tea, some wine and Manchester United in the FA Cup things did start to get slightly more messy than was perhaps good for us...