Last month I posted about a run I did to the coast around Edinburgh. Well the weather has improved so that I can continue my journey east. I only covered about 15 miles of coast but I found enough for two posts.
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My
first stop is just before Wallyford at the site of the Battle of Pinkie
Cleugh. Fought in 1547 this was the last pitched battle between
Scotland and England (we lost, badly) I don't usually bother about
battlefields because, now, they are just fields. Henry VIII wanted an
alliance with Scotland and proposed a marriage between his son, Edward,
and Mary, Queen of Scots. When the Scots declined Henry started a seven
year war. So it was "marry my son or it's war". To make things weirder
the couple in question were 9 & 4 years old at the time of the
battle. |
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The SV at Prestonpans |
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In
Prestonpans I found what I hoped was a medieval dungeon but turns out
to be a memorial to Scotland's nation poet, Robert Burns. |
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This is his family motto apparently. Eh, ok. I've never heard of it but "Bield" is a Scots word for house. |
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10C? that nearly spring in Scotland! |
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Preston tower house. 15th century. The English had a habit of burning it down over the years. |
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It
is common to find a doocot (dovecote) near a castle or old house. This
one has almost 1,000 nests so you'd never be short of meat. |
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Preston
mercat (market) cross. This indicates that the town is allowed to hold a
market. After the Reformation the cross was replaced by a symbol, in
this case, a unicorn.
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This was a coal mining area and this is a memorial to the men that toiled in the pits |
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Another
battlefield. The Battle of Prestonpans was the first action of the
Jacobite uprising of 1745. Charles Edward Stuart, "Bonnie Prince
Charlie", was attempting to regain the crown lost by his grandfather,
James VII. Charlie took advantage of the absence of most of the British
army who were abroad fighting in the War of the Austrian Succession (for
some odd reason)
There must still be Jacobites about because there were some fresh flowers at the cairn. |
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Again the battlefield is now just a ploughed field. |
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The mural on a wall of the demolished Cockenzie Power Station tells the history of the town. |