one holy and two frightened men

The year 566 is long, long gone. So long, one can no longer imagine what people's lives were like back then. But every now and then, often in very surprising places, Scotland gives us a little look back in time, such as in Mortlach (Dufftown). A small, inconspicuous place in the middle of never ending... Continue Reading →

Funny Scottish Epitaphs: John Sullen

Here lies John Sullen, and it is God's will He that was sullen, should be sullen still; He is sullen, if truth ye seek; Knock until Doomsday, Sullen will not speak. Raymond Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Chambers, Edinburgh, 1990

The Talkative Maid of Dalry

Beneath this silent tomb is laid A noisy antiquated maid, who from her cradle talked till death And ne'er before was out of breath. Raymond Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Chambers, Edinburgh, 1990

Where’s the grave?

'Tis here that Tibby Allan lies, 'Tis here, or here about, But no one till the Resurrection day, Shall the very spot dispute. Raymont Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Chambers, Edinburgh 1990

Dalserf hogback stone

Upper Clydesdale is geographically determined by the River Clyde, the longest river in the United Kingdom. It has contributed much to the industrialization of the region; the model city of New Lanark personifies that like no other. But away from the industrial centres, Lanarkshire is quiet and pretty. There is something to discover everywhere. Dalserf... Continue Reading →

whisky and gold

Funny Scottish epitaphs: Tom Purdie   On the death of his favoutite servant, Sir Walter Scott (1771 -1832) joined the long tradition of composers of funny Scottish epitaphs: Here lies one who might be trusted with untold gold But not with unmeasured whisky.   Raymond Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Chambers, Edinburgh,1990

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