So it all starts here....
I disembarked at Waverley, met Stu, hopped into the Corsa of Destiny and off we headed for Portobello.
The resort itself was quiet, to the point of deathly, though to be fair it was a Scottish seaside resort in March.
I remembered the Wimpy was in Figgate. Good job too, as one thing I didn't have was an itinerary. Forgot to print it, you see.
But we found Figgate Lane. Not promising at first, just a quiet residential alley off Portobello High Street lined with your usual grey pebbledash houses.
But then, at the junction with the Promenade, there it was - a Wimpy in Nobles Amusements.
If I'm honest, we were slightly disappointed to start our Grand Tour at an amusement arcade Wimpy, dining from cardboard on plastic trays rather than from a Wimpy dinner service. But that's the way the burger crumbles. Which reminds me - we need a Rules posting. One day soon...
The verdict:
Quality Quarter Pounder with cheese meal for myself, perfectly passable chicken in a bun for Stu.
Marks: I gave two out of five, Stu gave three. Nothing wrong with it, but we need a proper Wimpy experience. Who knows what tomorrow may bring?
(Photos may follow, if technology permits)
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