The Phoenix Bar

Today I walked into town well ahead of my hair cutting appointment, so I had some time to fill. Shopping or a pint of beer? I made the best of both worlds by shopping for ale. The Phoenix is an Inverness institution, though it's heyday may have been some time ago. It has the only island bar in town, meaning you can be served from all sides. The bar is bordered by a ceramic spittoon. (No-one spits in it any more.) When I first went there, sawdust was scattered on the floor. At least the place survives.