Monday, August 03, 2009

The Wand of Wisdom


Kilmorie Chapel


Castle Sween


Finlaystone Gardens


Finlaystone House


Just back from the MacMillan clan gathering at Finlaystone. Though I did not go the whole hog and travel down to Castle Sween on the Tuesday I did manage the Highland Games, the barbecue and after that read my poetry to an enraptured audience in the Clan Gazebo. In the morning I woke up in a huge and elegant bedchamber and came down to find everyone else had left, leaving the front door open. Of course I locked the castle up when I left, in case a rival clan should be waiting the chance to attack.

Much whisky fuelled chuckling on Monday night on the subject of the clan rituals due the next day in Kilmorie Chapel which seem to involve a lot of fancy clothes, quite a few Americans and a big sword. Oh yes, and the wand of wisdom,of course.

Finlaystone is in a quite beautiful place beside the Firth of Clyde, the grounds of which are open to the public for a small charge.. Of course if you go to the main gate , knock on the portcullis and say you know the Clan Bard who knows what discounts might be arranged.....

11 comments:

Titus said...

It was all going exactly as I imagined, until you got to the Wand of Wisdom. Even I did not dream the Wand of Wisdom. Are you allowed to borrow it?

Rachel Fox said...

Doesn't Barbie use it in one of her adventures? Oh no, that's the wand of light.
x

vinnie said...

Still at it, you byronic tail-chaser? Thanks for visiting me in my enfornced harmitance, by the way. More than any other bastard did.

shug said...

God that Kingsley Amis has got a lot to answer for. Glad to see you back Vinnie.

vinnie said...

enforced hermitance I meant

hope said...

I don't feel worthy of casting mine eyes upon such elegance.

And then vinnie dropped by....

Eryl Shields said...

Dashed over from Titus's place on the back of your comment about her 'thinning thread': there's someone who knows I thought.

Nice ancestral pile.

shug said...

Hope- decayed elegance is my milieu I sometimes think. I'd like to be laid up in some decrepit palazzo by the Canale Del Misericordia, like Darconville.

Good to see Vinnie back, eh?

Eryl- nice of you to visit. I'm not sure I know anything at all. I get less sure as time goes on.

the broken down barman said...

im sure i woke up under that waterfall after a guid nicht oot one time. taught me never to mix buckfast and tequila, so it did.....

Frances said...

Thank goodness you managed to escape the castle before the perspex clan attacked.

Stooshie said...

I don't have a clan. Can I join yours?