A first-floor sanctuary above the West Bow — leather, firelight, and the murmur of the Old Town below.
The Story
Two deep chesterfields face a working fireplace. Floor-to-ceiling shelves hold a private collection of Scottish literature and rare first editions. A brass reading lamp waits beside every chair.
Amenities
Reclaimed oak flooring
Wide-plank boards lifted from a mill in the Borders and re-laid by hand.
Working coal fireplace
Leaded-glass windows
West-facing over the Grassmarket — sunset light between four and six.
The Rooms
Bedroom
The principal bedroom faces east — morning light through leaded windows, a hand-carved four-poster in Highland oak, Egyptian cotton in the softest weight. Bedside tables hold matching brass lamps and yesterday’s book, waiting.
Kitchen
A working kitchen — De Cecco pasta in the pantry, sea salt from Isle of Skye, a French press ready by the kettle. Hand-hammered copper pans hang above a Belfast sink. It is a kitchen made for staying in.
Bathroom
Restored Victorian tiling, a deep claw-foot tub beneath a leaded window, brass fixtures polished by hand. Scottish milled soaps and a stack of Turkish cotton towels waiting on a wooden bench.
Dining
A single reclaimed oak table seats six comfortably. Beeswax candles, hand-thrown ceramics, and — if you ask — a chef arranged for a private dinner in-apartment.
