I was looking for somewhere to take an evening meal and
found what I thought was a Wetherspoons. It was an interesting building that
had been converted from a church, and it still held the outer doors and adjoining
pews leading upstairs to the restrooms. Inside was a cavernous environment and
the bar was built over the old organs. Unfortunately, I couldn’t see any menus out,
and I soon established that the place was a former Wetherspoons and food
stopped at 8pm. My next course of action was to buy a pint and have a think
about what to do next. After browsing on my phone, I found a takeaway that I
could try, and I also managed to book myself a canal trip on the Falkirk wheel
for the following day. Pleased with my antics, I relaxed as I finished my pint.
Unfortunately, one of the locals didn’t take to my browsing, and thought that I
was filming him. I explained that I was on the web, and it took a while for him
to be reassured. I felt that this isn’t the sort of pub that welcomed
newcomers, and the pub has since folded.
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