CraigardCroft: A Highland Wedding Pt.1

Tuesday, 17 September 2013

A Highland Wedding Pt.1

Kate & Graeme dressed for the occasion

My parents got married in London to avoid this. In rural Perthshire during the 30s and even today as far as I know it was a real blackening of the Groom's wedding tackle with melted boot polish. Father's sense of humour didn't stretch that far and like many others he took to the hills for a few days. The Kilchoan version is more civilised, throwing flour, porridge and eggs ( shop bought I hope).

Part 2 on Sunday after the party!

1 comment:

Jac Crosbie said...: 'Real' blackenings were still going on in the North East of Scotland when I was a teenager, with the (naked) groom concerned often tied to the roundabout in the middle of our town. I can't say I would fancy even the Kilchoan version, so well done Katie and Graeme for taking it in such good spirit!!; 18 September 2013 at 01:35

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About Craigard Croft

Finding this place was a bit of luck. Walking through Ft. William I saw the ad in a Solicitor's window. Within a couple of days I was here to see it and to be interviewed. Well it felt like an interview. Ann Scott who was selling Craigard, daughter of Mary Jane Scott, the last crofter, wanted to make sure that her Mother would approve of who ever bought the place. I must have met Mary Jane's criteria.

My working life was in farming in Scotland, Northumberland, Cumbria, Kent and Russia where I managed an EU technical assistance project in the Ministry of Agriculture. Retirement to a croft was an opportunity to carry on farming on a small scale, at a slower pace with time for idling. It's an experiment in sustainable self-reliant farming and living. The blog is an experiment too; in agricultural journalism, something I dabbled in years ago, I'm an inveterate dabbler.