Jenny Ha's - Canongate Edinburgh
A man in full Scot's regalia burst through the door - A door that Cai couldn't open earlier! (Ian)

Starting to write something, I realise that I love the name of this pub. Conversation included wallowiness and stupid humour in music and art. On the way out, Cai complimented the barman on the music that was played.  The guy had tried really hard to make us feel welcome all night.  The pub is under new ownership, but it's still the same disappointing place my brother and I went for a random pint a few years ago. The barman said &quot;See you soon.&quot; But I wonder if any of us will ever be back at all. (Jonny)


On the way past the parliament, a group of about a hundred people are standing in small inward-facing circles, looking at the floor, as if they're praying. Inside, I ask the barman if he can put the football on, and we move to a big room at the back with hard, church-like seats. The wall under the TV is painted three-quarters of it's length in bright white, with the last quarter left a smoke-stained yellow. No-one else comes in the room, except the barman again, to say that they're serving pizzas. A small square window of the daylight going. Nick Cave plays on the stereo. (Cai)

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