Summerhill, Dumfries - Public Houses and Licensed Bars

Public Houses and Licensed Bars

Summerhill was once home to a licensed bar named The Palmerston Hotel. The Palmerston survived a fire and was renamed on more than one occasion (e.g. Sliquors, The Driveway) before closing its doors for the last time in the 90s. Its grounds were then used to build additional housing on a newly created street called Simpson Gardens.

Thus the hostelries typically (but not exclusively) used by people from Summerhill based on the pubs' proximity between the suburb and the town centre are The Spread Eagle, The Salutation, The Globe Inn (not to be confused with The Globe Inn on Dumfries High Street associated with Robert Burns) and The Devorgilla Lounge. All four are in the Market Street area only separated from Dumfries town centre by the River Nith. However the nearest premises licensed to sell alcohol for consumption on site is the social club at Queen of the South's Palmerston Park.

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