And then it appeared to the young man that he was walking his love up the grass walk of Heriotside, with the house close by him.

For a livelier scene, head here on Friday or Saturday night, when mass beer-sculling (chugging) and yodeling are accompanied by a brass band and costumed waitresses ferrying foaming beer steins about the atmospheric, cellarlike space.

an appreciation of the difficulties before us

Going a bit doolally-tap, if you ask me. Getting odd ideas.