We were glad to visit Keith, which is 20 miles south-east of Elgin, from the family history point of view. Did Nick's
family get their name from there? Or did the town take its name from
the marauding Keiths who were said to have come over from Germany to
fight with the Scots against the English?We'll never know. There
certainly wasn't a lot happening when we went there.
The buildings are
mostly grey and stark and there is a handsome square in the middle,
by St Thomas's church which I thought was a mosque. The hotel we tried didn't
serve tea in the afternoon but there was a special World Cup offer of
seven shots for the price of five!
St Thomas's Church, Keith |
This is single malt
country, being close to the rivers Spey, Isla and others which run with
perfect water for whisky. We had a tour around the Glen Grant
distillery and learnt all about The Major who developed the
distillery in the 19th century and planted the garden.
Today Grants distillery is thriving, though no family members are involved, and the distillery is owned by the Italian company which has Campari in its portfolio.
On we went north, to
Buckie on the coast, and then drove east through farmland growing
arable crops, and caramel coloured cattle grazing on the grassy
headlands. The sea was the loveliest blue, calm and peaceful,
sometimes a cargo ship barely moving on the horizon. Banff has a
busy harbour with fishing and cargo and we were heading for Macduff,
which sits opposite Banff, like a couple of book-ends, either side of
Banff Bay. We stayed at Macduff for the night and the next day two
children from a nearby static caravan came to talk to us. They said
their family come out to their caravan from Aberdeen every weekend. The Aberdeen
accent is very strong and I think they found listening to us as
intriguing as we did hearing them! Their route back to Aberdeen would
be much quicker than ours: we stuck to the coast round
pretty bays and small villages towards Fraserburgh.
Kinnaird Head Lighthouse |
Kinnaird
Head lighthouse at Fraserburgh sits on a 90 degree promontory which
forms the shoulder of north Scotland and was the first lighthouse
built by the Commissioners of the North Lighthouses in the mid 18thC.
Robert Stevenson, grandfather of Robert Louis Stevenson, built it on
top of a 16th
C castle with an impressive external stairway. You'd see a lot from
the top, though its role now is as a museum, and there is a
modern, unmanned lighthouse beside it.
I
had imagined Aberdeen to be drear and grey, but it's a smart and
buzzy place with handsome buildings and smart new developments along
the river Dee. It's as famous now for being the North Sea Oil city as
it is for its buildings of sparkling granite. We found a parking
space by a statue of Rabbie Burns and put on a brew before we headed
south.
Dundee
was known for three Js: Jute, Jam and Jerusalem. The jute industry in
the 19th
century was a progression from the linen business, with the water on
hand to work the mills, and brought good fortune to the city. We saw the Jute Museum at the Verdant Works. The
women workers outnumbered the men by three to one and earned Dundee
the nickname 'the she-town'. The women were hard-working and tough
and had a reputation for being drunken and bawdy after hours, while
their men stayed home to mind the children. With much of the jute
industry moving to India (where the jute comes from) and the increase
in man-made fabrics Dundee's fortunes slumped badly. The jam refers
more to the city's famous marmalade, and I daresay fruit-farming
nearby, and the journalism is D C Thomson & Co, publishers who
produce the Sunday Post and other newspapers, and many comics such as
Dandy and Beano.
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