Investigating a restaurant in Paisley. Scamp had heard good reports from it.
It’s a complicated journey to Paisley from Cumbersheugh. Bus to Glasgow. The inevitable coffee in Nero and a walk through the streets, busy on a Friday morning. Then we needed tickets to take us on the train to Paisley. With tickets in our hands we just managed to get on to the train with seconds to spare. The train took us the four stops that we needed to get to Paisley Gilmour Street station and we walked into the sunshine of Paisley.
We did a quick wander round the shops in Paisley, just in case they had different shops that we have at home, and surprise, surprise they did have a dress the exact size for Scamp and another top that might just fit Shona. It looked like it was going to be a good day.
We were actually too early for lunch, but Scamp said she was sure they’d fit us in, and they did.
Scamp’s Lunch was: Cullen Skink Croquettes then Beer Battered Haddock washed down with a glass of red.
Mine was Crispy Chicken Tenders then Gourmet “Scampi” & Chips ( the Scampi was actually King Prawns, but it was clearly labelled as such, so no problems there) Also washed down with a glass of red!
To finish we had Vanilla Ice Cream with Homemade Tablet and Hot Caramel Sauce. Delicious.
We’ll be back!!
I had a view of Paisley Abbey and Scamp had a panoramic view of a wedding party walking into the restaurant in their finery.
We walked to the station and caught the train to Glasgow, then a coffee for me and a peppermint tea for Scamp before we got the bus home.
Quite a tiring day, I did over 11,000 steps and Scamp did a lot more.
PoD went to the Golden Torch Rhododendron that’s flowering in our garden.
I think we are possibly going to Brookfield for an hour and a half of dancing tomorrow.