Club Pub Run 2003
By Cali Ingham
) At KB |
) The braidburn |
) Braidburn Barmaids |
) Christmas House 1 |
| I was still trying to decide whether or not my knackered knee would survive the pub run as I bicycled up to KB thinking my other option was to cycle around as much of the route as I could. Stewart persuaded me it was definitely safer to run than to risk being drunk and disorderly on a bike or indeed even worse get squished by an unsuspecting motorist. | |||
) The Robins Nest |
) Jamie has his half pint |
) The Northfield Barmaid |
) The Northfield |
| I didn’t regret my decision. Well, perhaps I did a bit as I marched into pub no. 1 The Braidburn, cold stone sober, on my own in silly Christmas running gear - I went ahead so I could go more slowly and ordered the round. However the rest of the Carnethy crazies (Kate wins the prize for craziest, most daring Christmas gear in her little dress and flashing lights) soon arrived and I wasn’t the only one suspected of escaping from the loony bin. | |||
) The Marmion |
) Marmion Barmaids |
) The Waverley |
) The Waverley Group |
| Off across the playing fields to Gilmerton Road and the Robin’s Nest, down through the woods where I didn’t fall over for a change, past the Thin’s house to collect Jamie (and sing a quick rendering of ?? some carol or other to the Thinlets) to the Northfield, the Marmion, the Waverley. As the night wore on I managed to keep up as the pace slowed to a gentle stagger. | |||
) Christmas House 2 |
) Christmas House 3 |
) The Fox's Barmaids |
) Gordon and a local |
| This run takes you to the most surprising parts of Edinburgh where Christmas paraphernalia adorn the houses like over decorated Christmas cakes in obvious competition with one another, where one finds young lads rolling sofas around the place – unfortunately in the wrong direction to give us a ride, where the pubs welcome us in and the beer is only just over a £1 a pint and the barmaids recognise us from last year. | |||
) Christmas house 3 |
) Christmas house 3 |
) Christmas house 3 |
) Christmas house 3 |
| We sober up slightly on the long run from The Gordon’s (which sadly has been renamed The Fox, still I’ve no doubt it will remain the Gordon’s where we have a Gordon’s and tonic with Gordon for ever more in Carnethy circles) to the Stable Bar with only a quick stop for mulled old Bordeaux (Willies little surprise secreted in his bumbag) at the demolished site of the pub with that name. | |||
) Christmas house 3 |
) A Sofa en-route |
) Mulled Bordeaux |
) A Carol or two |
| I seem to remember with some embarrassment that 3 of us girls sang ‘the Carnethy pub run song’ at the tops of our voices at that point. Luckily, unpursued by the locals there (they’d been warned to keep their houses locked) we wended our way merrily through the fields to a very quiet Stable Bar (someone must have warned them too). | |||
) The Stable Barman |
) Robin |
) Gordons Chest |
) Re-enactment of the Chain affair |
| And finally via the Balmwell to embalm ourselves some more, the Libby Inn and finally to a very patient Andy and Hilary where we proceeded to demolish all their homemade bread and choccies and I fear drink more beer. The best of my festive activities by far – it really is such a nutty thing to do and to my mind greatly improves road running - problem is it does seem to promote yet more memory loss. | |||
) The Balmwell Barmaid |
) Kates Bra |
) The Libby Inn |
) The Libby Inn Barman |
| The next morning I was extremely concerned that I’d gone home before unlocking my bike from Nicks (who’d forgotten his lock), rang up to apologize, wondering how he had got home ……no need I’d done it. What else have I forgotten I wonder? Maybe the barmaids will tell me next year. | |||
) The Libby Inn Barmaid |
) Mike Browne in his local |
) Stewie |
) The Specleys Tea-Maid |