OH and I were invited to a housing warming party in Greenock recently so we headed off in that direction with the plan of continuing through Greenock to Gourock to grab something to eat first. It’s a lengthy drive to the west coast, which takes in a lot of motorway before it suddenly opens up to fair prettier countryside before spitting you out along the side of the Clyde. Beautiful views across the water on one side and not so pretty views of modern new builds jammed in tight between well built old stone houses on the other.
Greenock is a ship building port and one modern sight I was happy to see was Endeavour, a statue by Malcolm Robertson of a Cunard Liner cutting throw a bow wave in Port Glasgow. It’s an impressive structure and I wish we could have stopped so I could take my own photos but there is a cracking one here –> Statue
When we arrived in Gourock I contacted Hugs (who was hosting the housing warming) for advice on where to eat. He said that him and Beds (his gf) were just leaving for One Ashton Road as it has “nice views and decent grub.” By coincidence we had just past it so OH found a parking place and with a request to grab some seats for Hugs and Beds too we made our way indoors. There was seating outside and although it was possible to sit outdoors it was windy enough to ensure your peas would have been running off down the street.
The menu was exactly what you would expect from a Scottish pub lunch and was very reasonably priced. I had potato and leek soup to start followed by chargrilled chicken with salsa. OH had fishcakes then steak pie, Hugs had pate and then haddock and chips, Beds had the soup too and followed it with steak pie. That plus 3 pints and a large glass of Merlot came to less than £50. Told you it was reasonable! And the views were great too.
From there we walked along to Cafe Continental for a drink. The views looked even more stunning from there and if I ever find myself back in Gourock I’m definitely going to be booking a table in the window. Just a short walk from there we popped into Cleats where, what we lost in decor and views, we more than made up for in the price of the round, which was a heck of a lot cheaper.
Soon we had to head back to Hugs’s bit as Dua, Efe and Veda were about to show up to warm the house. Unsurprisingly I was already a bit giddy and looking like The Joker with my red wine smile. Dua wasn’t drinking and had brought alcohol free lager (what is that all about??) but Efe had brought the cutest little bottle of vodka in the world so she won. I think Veda was on bottles of ale and Hugs and Beds were on lemsips (vodka, lime and soda I think).
It turned out to be a great night. Hugs was a fantastic host and put on a splendid spread. You will notice there was no hedgehog but there was cheese and pickled onions on cocktail sticks so I didn’t complain.
It turned out not only could Hugs play the guitar but he could sing too AND write his own songs! I didn’t join in because he’s just new in his house and I didn’t want his neighbours phoning the RSPCA to come to the rescue of a trapped cat.
Usually at house parties you end up sleeping in a bag on the floor but not at Hugs house. Oh no, at Hugs you get an electric vibrating bed! Oh yes. You also get the offer of a full cooked breakfast in the morning. I was unable to partake of the full monty (don’t know why but my tummy was a bit odd) but I managed a piece slice (a square sausage sandwich to the uninitiated……………..Oh for goodness sake Google square sausage) Of course OH managed everything on offer and was a very happy chappy.
If I had been on Come Dine with Me it would have been an easy vote.