The Ship Inn had plenty of room, review - but did it make Gaby Soutar want to move to Musselburgh?

I feel I must have accidentally mistaken one of Alice in Wonderland's Eat Me cakes for a mince pie.

I’m relegated to tip-tap-typing in the living room, jostling for space beside the Christmas tree. Perhaps there would be more room if I stuck my legs out of the window, or draped an arm into the hallway. Give me more square footage.