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There are some fine pubs in the city of Edinburgh and a few hours on an afternoon can't do them justice. But nonetheless, I recently called in to half a dozen of the best ones in the centre on my first visit north of the border for several years. Here's how the afternoon unfurled....I arrived in Edinburgh, aka Auld Reekie, just after midday. I had caught the train here from Berwick, where I was staying for a couple of days, with the journey to the Scottish capital taking around 45 minutes. The train terminated at Waverley Station a few minutes after we'd passed Arthur's Seat, an extinct volcano which looks down on the city from a height of 250 metres/822ft and provides the citizens with a lovely area of open space right on their doorstep. Waverley covers a large area and is Scotland's second busiest railway station. It it is located between and below the Royal Mile and the Old Town on one side and Princess Street and the New Town, where I was heading to first, on the other. The exit…

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