Somehow, Kingairloch has frequently been involved in otherworldly and supernatural phenomena in the past. Most of them have to do with a cry and a boat of a ship. Sometimes, not always, the cry was deadly. Here’s more.
Christina Cochran Blacklock’s funeral was the last traditional Highland funeral in the Kingairloch district. On Christmas Day 1924, Christina Cochran, nee Blacklock, died in Fort William at the age of 82. She had survived her husband, master mariner Alexander Cochran, her daughter Helen and her son James Duncan. Her granddaughter died a few years after the grandmother. Her grandson, Rev Henry Dyall, did not attend the funeral, but he had often heard the accounts of family and neighbours.
Lochaber has many graveyards to offer, quite a number of them are private burial grounds, that belong to some landlord or other, as is the case with „The Field of the Church“, Dail na Cille. This one and the landlord that once owned it, are particularly interesting.
He had strong judgment, quick imagination and retentive Memory. He possessed the love and respect of all who knew him. The he sullied it al.He died of drink. Written in stone in Staplegordon. Raymond Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Chambers, Edinburgh, 1990
How in an epic fight the chief of Clan Cameron killed a fully armed redcoat without a weapon at hand.
Because of its proximity to the sea and the staggering beauty of the maltitude of skulls and crossbones on the table stones, St Regulus graveyard is sometimes called the pirates' graveyard. There is, however, no evidence of pirates buried here. It is nevertheless an amazing place of rememberance and well worth a visit.
Here David Forrest's corpse asleep does lyeHis soul with Christ enjoys tranquility,A famous fowler on earth was heAnd for the snare shall last his memory.His years were 65 - now he doth singGlory to those Heavens, whereRowth of game doth spring.Raymon Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs, Edinburgh, Chambers, 1990 Headstone in Cupar, Fife
A church, a graveyard, a hotel and several holiday cottages, that is, according to Wikipedia, the extent of Kirkton of Glenisla in Angus. The above-mentioned graveyard is a beautiful one, with old stones and serene views. There are many trees within the graveyard and that has a reason, in Kirkton of Glenisla, trees are planted... Continue Reading →
Robert Burns has written many memorable poems and songs, some funny, some witty, many bawdy and a few very touching. John Anderson. My Jo is one of the latter, a song about growing old together, of love and companionship towards the end of your life. It is gentle and considerate even though it was formed... Continue Reading →