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StorySingle track Heaven Angusfolklore45 years 9 months ago
StorySentinel Angusfolklore25 years 9 months ago
StoryCanmore - Who was Big Head? Angusfolklore25 years 9 months ago
StoryBring Back the King, But Find Him First Angusfolklore25 years 9 months ago
StoryBalmerino Abbey Day Angusfolklore25 years 10 months ago
StoryMurder at the Feast, The Treachery of Scone Angusfolklore35 years 11 months ago
StoryIsland Queens - The Hebridean Tradition Angusfolklore35 years 11 months ago
CollectionLegends of the Scottish Kings Angusfolklore05 years 11 months ago
StoryThe Battle of Dún Nechtain, A Rearguard Action in Defence of Dunnichen Angusfolklore05 years 11 months ago
StoryTales of the Whales (Part One) Angusfolklore26 years 2 weeks ago
StoryDo Shining Streams Dream of Radiant Ladies? Angusfolklore26 years 2 weeks ago
StoryThe Lore of Angus Bells Angusfolklore16 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThe Man With The White Sandshoes Angusfolklore36 years 4 weeks ago
StoryThe Second Move Angusfolklore26 years 1 month ago
StoryDreckly (Part Two) Angusfolklore36 years 1 month ago
StoryDreckly (Part One) Angusfolklore26 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Slippery World of Superstition Angusfolklore26 years 5 months ago
StoryDeep and Crisp and Even (Conclusion) Angusfolklore16 years 6 months ago
StoryDeep and Crisp and Even (Part 1) Angusfolklore46 years 6 months ago
StoryCaptain Kidd, Accidental Pirate? Dundonian? Angusfolklore56 years 7 months ago
StoryComfy Cosy Angusfolklore57 years 2 weeks ago
StoryUrien Angusfolklore07 years 3 weeks ago
StoryWitches of Brechin Angusfolklore17 years 1 month ago
StoryThe Forfar Witches Angusfolklore37 years 1 month ago
StoryHoodie Angusfolklore37 years 1 month ago

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Scottish Lang Syne Prayer

May the great Lord of mock chops watch over our last repast. Let the wipe clean plastic cloth be sinless over the formica tartan alter and be blessed...
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Poem of the week

Midwinter, Remember

Bent bracken diamonding the slant light, fern trampled into forest floor where nothing (seen) can surely roam. The whole woods undeservedly deserted...
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Bonnie Prince Charlie On The Moon

Thistles sprout in an airless place, claymores rattle clash without purpose and gaunt ghosts battle soundlessly over a place bleaker than a Scottish...
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Poem of the week

Knowing The Crows

This fondness for crows goes beyond knowing. While others prettify their minds at the songbird’s solo, I found you counting the croaks as if each...
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St Agnes Head, 10.7.22

Surrealists are trying to lead astray this evening. One of them has placed a pine bedstead complete with mattress on the headland among the heather,...
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