Scottish Proverb
I thought that was a fitting title for this entry, not only because it is so, so true, but also because I've just been having a happy ol' time living it up in Scotland!
My fabulous Da, and I headed off to Glasgow last Sunday and spent a fantastic week traipsing around the country. We stayed in Glasgow with Da's friends Carol and Stuart for a few days and then we hired a car and headed off for a little adventure. We drove along Loch Lomond and Loch Ness, although much to my disappointment, there were no Nessis sightings! It was a glorious drive, with the mountains still capped with snow, and the water was so clear they were like mirrors.
One of my highlights was the morning spent at Cullodden Moor. This was the sight of the last battle fought on British soil in 1746 between Bonnie Prince Charlie and the English. 1500 Scots were slaughtered during this battle which lasted 15 minutes, and the visit was very emotional for me, especially seeing my own clan names (MacKay and Johnston) there. The romantic in me was delighted to be there because of the book 'Crosstitch' by Diana Gabaldon. Anyone who's read this book will remember that the lead character, Jamie Fraser, fought in Culloden.
Me at Culloden Moor
My favourite Shakespeare play is MacBeth, so another highlight was going to Cawdor and managing to glimpse Cawdor Castle through the trees.
Screw your courage to the sticking place (Lady Macbeth)
We also went to Stirling Castle, The William Wallace Monument (of Braveheart fame), Alloway - the home town of the poet Robbie Burns, Fort William, which was the location of the start of the last Scottish uprising against the English, and Balquihidder, to see Rob Roy's grave.
Thanks to my Da for a fab time!
Stay tuned for my next installment - Poland!
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