St Columba converts the Picts
A door into the Battle of Bannockburn
Saint Margaret arrives in Scotland
The Battle of Largs
Some strange goings on in Glasgow
I've no idea either???
Much of that time was spent driving about the area with Bev and the following few items we managed to knotch up in a particularly busy weekend. This drystone ball, for want of a better description was found half way up Queensbury hill (the highest hill in Dumfriesshire). I think we'd been to the top before this picture so really it's half way down.
A siamese fish from Hawick museum.
Langholm, where I lived during my secondry school days, has two famous sons - Thomas Telford, who built a bridge in the town and has a street named after him and Hugh Macdermid (or Christopher Murry Grieve as his parents called him) who was one of the giants of 20th century Scottish poetry, writing in an almost unreadable scottish tongue. He very much split opinion in the town so some time after I left they put a monument up to him which also split opinion somewhat. Actually, I quite like it - you'll find it hidden round the back of one of the local hills, quite out of view from the town.
Miss B grabs a quick snap
Our local make of cow - the belted Galloway
Fuelling up to type up another monster blog