The trip from Plockton to Inverkeithing would be too long sitting on a train for me. Experience has taught me that the next day my fibromyalgia would flare to the point I’d be laid up for the day so I stopped at the Waverley in Inverness. Less than 100m from the rails station and under $25 for the night it was a smart move. The Co-op around the corner provided raw veggies, cheese, rolls and cold chicken which is my normal fare most evenings, especially if I’d had a large breakfast.
Mac Callums across the street and Lauders around the corner are both nice pubs I’ve been to before so I went for a pint. Then customers offered “Billy” another. I was told specifically in Lauders, that my looking just a wee bit like Sir Billy Connolly has people wanting to like me. I never considered that, I just knew I looked sort of like him our whole lives. They know I’m not, especially when I speak, but there is so much love for the Big Yin, that it just spills out. My standard reply when told I look like him or when someone calls out his name is: “It’s SIR Billy Connolly to you !” Always generates a laugh. And the usual fee for photos with a fake Billy Connolly is a dram. LOL
Then on to my next stop. A mile from my B&B is this section of the Fife Coastal Walkway. So after a couple days on the train I took an afternoon walk to loosen up. The rail bridge is always impressive as is the new Queensferry Crossing.
People are supposed to clean up after their dogs and bin the bag o’ poop. Why they hang them on trees like ornaments boggles my mind. Better to kick the dung into the woods where it will dissolve in 10 days than a bag that could be there for years. Pisses me off.
Along the pathway there are walls marking where a large factory used to dismantle ships. I was told a sister ship to the Titanic was scrapped here but can find no proof of that. Now it’s a huge concrete field that must be stunning in the summer as it is jammed with Butterfly Bushes (Buddleia davidii) which will grow in the the tiniest crack all over Britain.
And it’s hard to keep artists from long stretches of abandoned walls.
Never saw a “St. Peter in Chains” reference before
The plaque on the Burgh Arms caught my eye
And since I had never heard of “Stovies” which turned out to be boiled and mashed potato and onion with haggis, I had a very filling and cheap bowl.
Two other pubs there added to the GB Pub Crawl
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