Anderson's is, I think, what people here mean when they say "old man bar". It has cheap beer on tap and oodles of suspicious looks are directed at non-regulars such as myself. I ordered a Belhaven Best, as they didn't have any of that cask ale stuff I like on tap.
Despite the absence of the smartphone set, a sign proudly announces they offer free Wi-Fi, but it is password protected and I can't be arsed to enter into one of those awkward conversations with the bartender where I can't understand her brogue and have to keep asking her to repeat herself and end up looking stupid.
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