Scottish epitaph fail

Erected to the memory of John McFarlane Drown'd in the Water of Leith By a few affectionate friends Hamish Brown: A Scottish Graveyard Miscellany. Exploring the Folk Art of Scotland's Gravestones. Birlinn; 2008

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Biggar Chatty Lady

On a cold pillow lies her head Yet it will rise again ‘tis said; So prudently reader how thy walk For if she rise again she’ll talk! Raymond Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Edinburgh, Chambers; 1990  

Banchory, N Kincardineshire

John Gray, Messenger-at-Arms, died 1806, wrote this himself: Poor John Gray! Here he lies, Nobody laughs and nobody cries; Where he’s gone, and how he fares, Nobody knows and nobody cares. Raymond Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Edinburgh, Chambers; 1990

Aberdeen Churchyard

Here lie the bones of Elisabeth Charlotte, Born a virgin, died a harlot. She was aye a virgin at seventeen, A remarkable thing in Aberdeen. Raymond Lamont-Brown: Scottish Epitaphs. Edinburgh, Chambers; 1990

from dusk till dawn

For me, churchyards have an unfathomable attraction at any time. In fact, the attraction intensifies with the passing of time and it changes with time: time of the year or time of the day. Graveyards are essentially about time - time lost and time eternal. The beautiful and cold stillness of winter is thought inspiring.... Continue Reading →

coffin roads

Movement is essential to man, has been throughout history. On the ground, efficient movement, transport and travel, requires roads or paths, connecting and distancing people and places. The Romans zigzagged England with their roads, changing a people by changing its lifestyle. Scotland is very different in that respect. Even to this day roads are few... Continue Reading →

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