After the crushing blow of Motherwell on top of the already lengthy journey from Dingwall, a swift diversion to Kilmarnock was in order. An unprepossessing walk took us to an unprepossessing street in an unprepossessing part of what seemed to be an unprepossessing town. Thankfully, the Wimpy was open inside The Garage activity centre.
From the richly laid-out tables, complete with Mr Wimpy "Let's Party" hats, it was clear we were just minutes away from an ear-splitting children's party so we gobbled down our fish and chips (well it was Friday) and dashed away before the deluge of pint-sized Scots.
Two-and-a-half from me, three from Stu, who was relieved to get a good meal without the screaming bairns.
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