Living on a Narrowboat
A night in the cells.
Nothing like it..
They have these nice spongy crash mats in case you feel up to some gymnastics while you’re in there.
Didn’t see many practicing the gym stuff. All seemed fairly sullen. I got thrown in at about 7.30-8pm as time progressed things gradually got more busy and excited both in and outside the cell.
Decided to go on literary pub crawl organised carried out by local thespians. The tour takes in the sites whilst supping the mead, a combination of alchohol and education not to be missed I thought.
After taking a quick pizza and a glass of wine in Grassmarket, dropped for a quick drink before embarking on the literary pub extravaganza, to The White Hart – Grassmarket
On ordering my drink, the barmaid and I exchanged low level banter, I sat back to enjoy my Guinness. Half way through this pint the barmaid says, “Is there anything wrong with your drink, you seem to be drinking it slowly”, I was waiting for the pub tour to start.
Nearing the end of my drink this barmaid pops up and announces “I don’t like you you’re going to have to leave”. Obviously I thought she was joking and told her to call the police.
Turns out she wasn’t.
Anyway to cut a long story, after discussion, I agreed it would be best for me to continue drinking elsewhere and made my way out.
Outside
As we got outside the pub this bar youth escorting me announced that I had committed an offence, Not leaving a pub when requested and it was his responsibility to hold me under citizens arrest until the police arrived.
Without warning or discussion, this barman grabbed at my arms and tryed to put them behind my back into an armlock position.
Failing this he then trying to get me in a head lock.
5 other men appeared and forced me to the floor.
I ended up on the floor with these blokes sat on me like I was a garden bench, one of them took it upon himself to smash my head into the floor leaving me with a bump above my right eye.
The police arrived and took some statements and I ended up in the police cells.
I have included a picture of the pub and pavement. If you’re feeling lively, perhaps you should pay a visit. If you are a solicitor looking for a new case, contact me.
Edinburgh Royal Mile runs from East to West for more or less one mile between the Scottish Parliament Buildings and Edinburgh Castle.
Edinburgh Castle
The castle is surrounded by tourists. Queuing up would have taken about 45 minutes or more.
Decided not to bother.
Museum of Scotland
Half way down set back off the main drag is the National Scottish Museum of Scotland. Four floors of museum exhibitions and free entry.
20th Century, on the 4th floor was of particular interest. Scots chose their favourite items from the era; record players, nikes, bikes, cars, planes, specs, sellotape things you wouldn’t normally think about.
Had one with Tony Blair talking about his guitar.
I didn’t know he was a Scot.
Found this all very interesting.
New Scottish Parliament Buildings
The new Scottish Parliament buildings. Most confess these brought a smile to my face.
Bits of hammers combine with authentic bolder and concrete to provide a prefab style with a post modern slant.
Could be a block of flats anywhere.
Watch for the boulders they have stuck on the side, these may fall off some time in the future onto pedestrians below, leading to lengthily and costly law suits. Never mind.
The new Scottish Parliament buildings. Most confess these brought a smile to my face.
Bits of hammmers combine with authentic bolder and concrete provide a prefab style with a post modern slant.
Could be a block of flats anywhere.
Watch for the bolders they have stuck on the side which give it a contrived feel and may fall off some time in the future leading to a long and costly litigation.
Shocking.
Wandered out and woke up in morning decided to catch bus save me walking back and to into town.
Stayed on the bus on the lookout for a full Scottish breakfast.
Eventually disembark in unknown area of town and took the following photographs.