#achnacarry

As I prepare for my double date with Spook, Stripey Drawers and Pigpen, I'm wondering what perfume to wear.  

It turns out, from today's sniff test, that Hawthorn really does smell gorgeous.  It was just that by the time I finally finished the Time Trial (65+mins), the buds at home had gone to sleep, along with Pete and his stopwatch.

So Hawthorn would be a good choice.  Or this yellow thing - Honeysuckle?  It was definately slowing me down on Tuesday night.

While I was sniffing about, I called in to the wee graveyard at Gairlochy. I believe this belongs to the Cameron Clan of Lochiel.  A quick check didn't really tell me about the graveyard, but I found this exotically and passionately written account of a 1937 interview with Sir Cameron of Locheil in The Scots Magazine by Alison Stewart - I suspect she was a Jacobite herself.  It's long, but there are some lovely nuggets within.  I especially liked the reference to the Witch of Moy.

http://www.lochiel.net/archives/arch214.html

Once I get started wandering about, and even though I know Spook is under Princess's car fixing brakes, grit in his eyes, while she is at the Screen Machine cinema, Horizontal is excercising his thumbs playing football, and the dinner is yet to be cooked, I couldn't resist a quick look around the Moy Bridge graveyard - having seen the reference in that link, to Gormshuil - the "Wise Woman of Moy", whom I'd heard off, I just wondered if she might be there.

But no.  It seemed to be the resting place of the MacKinnons.  Perhaps she was a Mackinnon.  I'd also heard that this had been a buriel place for the Monks as they made their pilgrimage to Fort Augustus Abbey, but there was no obvious evidence of that either.  There was a bit of travelling about going on in those late 1800's though.  My  limited history doesn't stretch to understanding the effects on movement of people in the Highlands in the years after the Jacobite Rebellion as the dates here are nearly 30 years later.

Now - must find a suitable scent.