All 6’s – A Classic Example Of The British Tourist Industry
The all 6’s story is one of the funniest things to have happened on our regular long distance footpath walks. It happened during May 2006. We were walking the 92 miles/148 km (with extension), Rob Roy Way in Scotland, from Drymen to Pitlochry. On the third day of our journey we were walking from Callendar to Strathyre.
This is the story of the all 6’s. On reaching our accommodation for the evening at one of the local hostelries, which shall be nameless, as it has now changed hands, we were greeted by the landlady who was sweeping the stairs at the time.
“You must be the walkers” she announced, I suppose the rucksacks and boots gave it away. I will show you to your rooms she declared. With that the six of us all followed her upstairs and arrived at a long corridor. To the first pair she said “you two are in number 6 over here”. She then promptly ushered them into their bedroom for the night.
Out she came and said to the next two “you’re in number 6 down the corridor, I will show you where it is”, and off she trotted again. Well, the two of us remaining were already beginning to chuckle at this all 6’s business. She returned to state “you two have the ensuite, here’s your room, (yes, number 6 again) your bathroom is across the corridor”.
Well how we stopped shaking with laughter I don’t know but as she disappeared she finished with ” if you have wet clothing and boots, there’s a drying room at the end of the corridor, it’s number 6″.
By this time the other four had left their rooms to see what was amusing us so much. Of course, since that day we always ask “is it ensuite or ensuite-ish”. We presumed that the local hardware store had a bargain at the time on number sixes.
So we all desended to the bar, where the ladies husband was supposed to be serving. We found him on an armchair with his feet on a stool watching cricket. He ignored us for a few minutes, before finally deciding to break off from his viewing, to reluctantly serve us. We decided that as the weather was OK we would sit at one of the two tables outside by the road.
That didn’t last long, the wind had increased and heavy goods vehicles were roaring past within a few feet of us. So it was back inside but not before a strong gust had ripped the umbrella from it’s table and swept it down the road. Well by this time we had given up hope and decided that we were definitely not dining at all 6’s that evening.
We noticed another pub not far away and decided we would try there for an evening meal. Before leaving all 6’s, I asked the landlady if I could have a couple of boiled eggs for breakfast. I certainly didn’t fancy a full cooked breakfast at this establishment. To my amazement she said “well I suppose so, as long as you all don’t want it”. It turned out she thought, for what reason I cannot imagine, that I wanted two boiled eggs as well as a full cooked breakfast!
When we arrived at the alternative hostelry they were just starting a pub quizz and we were invited to take part. During the day we had been discussing the ladyboys in Thailand, so decided to call our team ‘The Ladyboys’. We didn’t realise at the time that the two joint proprietors and quizz masters serving at the bar were ‘batting for the other side’ so to say.
The meal was a disaster and the following morning at breakfast the landlady of all 6’s, greeted us with “you didn’t dine here last night, we are famous for our pizzas you know”. She then proceeded to tell us about a doctor who had stayed for a night and refused to pay his bill. He said “the place was a shambles” she continued, to our amusement. “We are moving out soon, somebody else is taking over” were her final remarks before disappearing into the kitchen.
Thank goodness, we too were moving out of all 6’s within the hour. You really couldn’t write it.