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Saturday 22 July 2023

A Rainy Day in Dumfries (1) Robert Burns Scotland 23 Part 5

Robert Burns and a Few Others

21-Jul-2023

Scotland
Dumfries & Galloway
Our ‘rainy day’ was actually 36 hours, and if it did not quite rain in every one of those hours, it was not for lack of trying.

Driving down from Findochty to Dumfries on Friday – a tiring 260 miles – we saw more sunshine than any other day for a week, but the dark clouds returned as our journey ended.

Dumfries, with a population of 45,000, is the largest town and administrative centre of Dumfries & Galloway, the third largest of Scotland’s 32 Council Districts and the third least densely populated mainland district

Findochty, Dumfries and the Dumfries & Galloway District

We checked in to the Hill Hotel/Guesthouse (see next post) and sought restaurant advice from our friendly landlady. Unlike some Scottish towns, Dumfries apparently offers a wide choice, but it was Friday night and Scotland has more diners than restaurant seats, so we went where we could get a table. After several phone calls we found a 7.30 niche at a large pub/restaurant in the town centre.

The 12-minute walk (dry on the way down, drizzle on the return) was welcome exercise after our long sit, and provided some orientation. The Cavens Arms offered a typical pub menu at reasonable prices, the food was well-cooked and the young, friendly staff worked hard ensuring the right plates and drinks arrived in timely manner on the right tables.

22-Jul-2023

The Robert (Rabbie) Burns Walking Trail

Robert Burns, Scotland's national poet, spent the last few years of his short life in and around Dumfries. Although born and brought up in Ayrshire, Burns is a co-opted ‘Doonhamer’ (Dumfries people call themselves Doonhamers because they live so far south that every journey ends with a return ‘down home’). Perversely, we joined the town’s Burns Walking Trail, at a site with no Burns connection.

The Dumfries Fountain

In 1832 a cholera epidemic struck Dumfries, the mass grave in St Michael's Churchyard names 400 victims, though there may have been many more. Cholera returned, with equal devastation, in 1848. Although it was six years before John Snow proved the connection between Cholera and contaminated water, many in Dumfries believed that a clean water supply could solve their recurring problem.

A pipeline was built from nearby Loch Rutton, water started flowing in October 1851 and a fountain was erected in the High Street to celebrate the event.

Dumfries Fountain - the 1882 version

That fountain was replaced by something much grander in 1882. It has recently been refurbished, and the boys who seem to be squeezing water out of dolphins laid over their knees or between their thighs (yes, it does look a bit odd) have been re-gilded.

The Midsteeple

In England it would be unusual, maybe impossible, to find a steeple unattached to a church, but this is the second free-standing, non-religious steeple of this brief Scottish sojourn. Every burgh must have a tolbooth, and in 1707 Dumfries decided to replace theirs with something more impressive, and this is it.

The Midsteeple in Dumfries' rain-dampened High street

Designed by Tobias Bachop in ‘Scottish Renaissance’ style it stands a short step along the High Street from the fountain. It once held the borough council chamber, and in July 1796 Robert Burns' body lay here prior to his burial. It is now a ‘ticket office and meeting place'.

The Robert Burns Statue

The other side of the Midsteeple is a marble statue of Robert Burns. Designed by Amelia Paton Hill and made by Italian craftsmen in Carrara, it was unveiled in 1882. Burns is accompanied by his Scots Collie, Luath, though the depiction suggests the Scots Collie was an unknown breed in Italy.

Burns Statue, Dumfries

Like all such works, Burns head provides a convenient perch for a seagull, when this photo was taken, though there was probably a pigeon next in the queue.

The Friary and Friar’s Vennel

The Greyfriars (Franciscan) Friary was dissolved in 1569 and later demolished, but it played a part in Scottish History.

King Alexander III of Scotland died in 1286 and his only heir, his 7-year-old granddaughter, died 3 years later.

Robert the Bruce and his Queen
Forman Armorial (1562) so maybe no at exact likeness
This power vacuum triggered 25 years of instability as various Scottish nobles advanced their own causes, while Edward I of England saw an opportunity to considerably enlarge his personal fiefdom.

The instability is known as the First Scottish War of Independence, the winner was Robert the Bruce. Two events, one in Dumfries in 1306, the other in 1307 contributed to his success.

By 1306, natural selection had whittled down the Scottish claimants to two, John Comyn and Robert the Bruce. They met to discuss their differences in the chapel of Greyfriars monastery, roughly where the Burns statue now stands. Robert the Bruce comprehensively won the argument by pulling out a knife and stabbing Comyn to death.

The Death of Comyn by Philippoteaux
The tartans and kilts are 300 hundred years too early

The Bruce thus became an insecure King Robert I. Fortunately for him Edward I of England died the next year. His son, Edward II lacked his father’s military and leadership skills and his Scottish ambitions were destroyed by Robert I at Bannockburn in 1314.

Although the friary is long gone, the lane leading from the Burns Statue to the River Nith is still known as Friar’s Vennel (vennel is a Scottish word for a narrow lane).

Friar's Vennel, Dumfries

Mr Rain-jacket stepped past me as I pressed the shutter. I cursed quietly and took several more shots without him. To my surprise the best was the first, his rain-jacket making a clear statement.

The Devorgilla Bridge

Friars Vennel reaches the river at the Devorgilla Bridge.

Alan, Lord of Galloway, died in 1234 without legitimate male issue and his daughter Devorgilla (a Latinization of the Gaelic ‘Dearbhfhorghaill’) succeeded him as Lady of Galloway. She funded Dumfries' Franciscan Friary, and also the first bridge on this site (c1270). That wooden structure was replaced by the current stone bridge in 1432. One of four Nith footbridges in Dumfries it remains in use and still bears her name.

The Devorgilla Bridge, Dumfries

Lady Devorgilla married into the Balliol family of Barnard Castle in County Durham. Her husband founded Balliol College, Oxford as penance after losing a land dispute with the Bishop of Durham. Being much richer, Lady Devorgilla provided the endowment. The list of Balliol College Alumni embraces a staggering array of the Great and the Good (four Nobel laureates and the King of Norway, among them). It also includes Boris Johnson.

The misty River Nith from the Devorgilla Bridge, Dumfries

Descended from Kings of Scotland, Devorgilla might have been a contender for the throne had she not died (aged 80ish) only months before the Maid of Norway. As it was, her son John Balliol did briefly become King, unfortunately, the Toon Tabard (Empty Coat) as he was known, lacked her fibre.

The Old Bridge House

At the other end of the bridge is the Old Bridge House Museum. The house was built in 1660, making it the oldest house in Dumfries though it is 200 years younger than the bridge.

The Old Bridge House Museum, Dumfries

In the early 1900s the council became the landlords and divided the house into two 3-room apartments. John and Annie Black moved into the upper flat in 1910. There was no electricity, running water or sanitation but they managed to raise six children here. John Black was a decorator who died when he fell and cracked his head (he liked a drink, perhaps a little too much). Annie, aka Granny Black was well known locally as an (unqualified) midwife and layer out of the dead. There is a photograph of her in her parlour, alongside that of her son John who joined the Royal Scots Fusiliers in World War I and died in France in 1917.

Granny Black and her son John

Granny Black lived here until her death in 1955. Much of the information about her comes from her grandson James Murray. Born in nearby Moffat, he is now 93 and during an illustrious career was professor of Applied Mathematics at the Universities of Oxford and Washington, quite a journey from the Old Bridge House in two generations.

The other rooms contain period clothes and furniture…

Old Bridge House Museum, Dumfries

…though one downstairs room houses the equipment of a 19th century Dumfries dental surgery. The foot-powered drill scares me.

19th century dentist's equipment, Dumfries

The Robert Burns Centre

200m along the riverbank, strategically close to the weir, is the town’s old mill. It is now the Robert Burns Centre. It is not a particularly remarkable building, but that is not my excuse for having no photograph. If only I had an excuse!

Downstairs we were greeted by two helpful and knowledgably staff members, and one of them accompanied us to the collection upstairs. ‘What do you know about Robert Burns?’ she asked as she she set the short film. ‘Very little,’ I replied.

Robert Burns by Alexander Naysmyth (1787) Scottish National Gallery 

This is what I did know. Burns born in the 18th century in Ayrshire, He was a farmer and exciseman, and became Scotland’s national poet. I know Burn’s night is the 25th of January and Lynne and I celebrate it every year, not, I am sorry to say out of veneration for Burns but because a) it is the only time haggis is widely available in Staffordshire, and b) it is an excuse for a night off from ‘dry January’. I can also mumble something about a wee tim'rous beastie, occasionally (mis)quote O wad some Power the giftie gie us, To see oursels as ithers see us! and sing a verse of Old Land Syne.

And this is what I learned. Burns died in 1796, aged only 37 probably from a rheumatic heart condition, aggravated by the long rides in all weathers required by working as an exciseman.

He saw himself as a songwriter more than a poet. The centre had recordings of forty or so songs and Lynne chose to play ‘Charlie is my Darling.’ She used to sing it at junior school and was amused to discover they had sung only the first and last verse - much of the rest being 'unsuitable'. Several (maybe all) the many volumes of The Complete Songs of Robert Burns are on YouTube. This link is to Volume 1

He was born in near poverty in 1759. His father was a farmer who needed his labour on the farm from a young age, but did not neglect his education.

In 1784 his father died, Burns first child was born in 1785 to his mother’s servant, but before the birth he was involved with Jean Armour, the daughter of a respectable stonemason who gave birth to twins in 1786. At the insistence of her father, they went through a traditional form of marriage.

Jean Armour, portrait from Burns cottage by John Alexander Gillfillan 1822
Burns died young, his portraits show a young man but the only portrait of the 'Belle of Mauchline' show her much later in life

The following year he was involved with a Mary Campbell and then accepted a job on a Jamaican sugar plantation. To raise funds for the voyage he published his first book of poems, which sold well enough for him to give up the Jamaican enterprise and go to Edinburgh. How his poetry and reputation would have changed had he spent several years working for slave owners is a matter of conjecture.

After a tumultuous four years he married Jean Armour (who by now had born him a second set of twins) properly in 1788 and moved to a farm at Ellisland near Dumfries. The farmland was poor and Burns worked as an excise man in addition to farming and writing to support his family. They quit the farm in 1791 and moved to the house in Dumfries we will visit later. Burns died there in 1799.

The sword carried by Burns as an exciseman, and his 'exciseman's trunk'

He continued to stray from the marital bed, though always returning to Jean Armour (as she seems to be known, not Mrs Burns). Burns acknowledged three illegitimate children while Jean bore him 9 - three surviving to adulthood. She took in in his last illegitimate daughter after his death, raising her as her own.

John Laurie’s House

A further 200m along the river is a short terrace of sturdy stone houses. No 1 Welldale Terrace was the childhood home of John Laurie. Born here in 1897 he attended Dumfries Academy and studied architecture before army service in World War I. On returning home he trained as an actor and enjoyed a long and busy career, becoming a household name in his later years as Private Frazer in the long running and still much repeated BBC sitcom Dad’s Army. He died in 1980, because, as Private Frazer would have said, ‘We're doomed! We're all doomed!’

John Laurie's childhood home, Welldale Terrace, Dumfries

The Burns Mausoleum

A suspension footbridge crosses the Nith outside John Laurie’s house.

Dumfries suspension bridge

St Michael’s church is near the other end. This version was built in the 1740s, but there has been a church on this site for over a thousand years.

St Michael's Dumfries

Robert Burns died 227 years and one day before our visit. All Dumfries came out to say farewell - except his wife, she was busy giving birth to their ninth child. His coffin was carried through crowded streets and he was laid to rest in the north west corner of St Michael’s churchyard.

The original site of Burns' grave

The churchyard looks full. The large slabs jostling for position are mostly memorials to the well-heeled of the 18th and 19th centuries. No doubt, they were all outstanding citizens, but when every memorial strives to be outstanding, none stand out, so William and Dorothy Wordsworth had great difficulty in finding Burns’ grave when they visited in 1803.

Money was raised for a larger memorial and in 1815 he was dug up and moved to a new mausoleum designed by James Wyatt. It is not great, but it would look less awful if it was not so out of place in a Scottish churchyard.

The Burn's Mausoleum, St Michael's Dumfries

In 1834 Jean Armour died and Burns was dug up again so she could be interred with him. On this occasion they made a plaster cast of his skull, now kept in the Burns centre. Weird or what?

Burns House

Between the church and Burns’ house is a statue of Jean Armour. She stood by him more steadfastly than he deserved, and showed remarkable compassion to his ‘irregular’ offspring. She deserves a statue and it is a shame it came as late as 2004.

Jean Armour, opposite St Michael's Church

Their house had six rooms and was comfortable, as 18th century houses go, but was not large – poetry does not pay, even for the national poet. Burns lived here from 1791 to his death in 1798, Jean Amour stayed on until her own death, 38 years later.

Burns' House, Dumfries

The parlour looks convincing….

Burns' parlour

…as does the kitchen...

Kitchen, Burns House, Dumfries

...but the furniture is of the right period but not Burns’ originals. An earlier drawing of the room in which Burns died, suggests this is the right room, but wrong bed.

The room where Burns died

The desk in his tiny writing room is one he used, though never in this house. The diamond tipped stylus with which he signed his name on the window is still here, as is his signature.

Burns writing room

Farewell to Robert Burns

That finished the Burns Trail, so we found a café for a belated sandwich and cup of tea. It would be perverse to leave Burns without an example of his work, and as we were still near the river, I offer you this poem:-

The Banks O’Nith (1789)

The Thames flows proudly to the sea,
Where royal cities stately stand;
But sweeter flows the Nith to me,
Where Comyns ance had high command.
When shall I see that honour'd land,
That winding stream I love so dear!
Must wayward Fortune's adverse hand
For ever, ever keep me here!

How lovely, Nith, thy fruitful vales,
Where bounding hawthorns gaily bloom;
And sweetly spread thy sloping dales,
Where lambkins wanton through the broom.
Tho' wandering now must be my doom,
Far from thy bonie banks and braes,
May there my latest hours consume,
Amang the friends of early days!

Scotland 2023 (so far)

Scotland 2023 (so far)

Part 1 Falkirk
Part 2 Banff and Macduff
Part 5 A Rainy Day in Dumfries (1) Robert Burns

Sunday 16 July 2023

Banff and Macduff, Scotland '23 Part 2

Two Small Towns Facing Each Other Across the River Deveron

A Brief Introduction


Scotland
Aberdeenshire
After driving north from Falkirk, we spent a week, as we did last year, in a borrowed cottage (thank you Jenny and Bob) in the delightful fishing village of Findochty, beside the Moray Firth. For no obvious reason Findochty is pronounced ‘Finechty.’ Our ‘outings,’ to Banff & Macduff, Pitmedden & Haddo House and Lossiemiouth & Elgin will be described in this and the two following posts. The rest of the time we pottered happily about Findochty and Buckie. Some of that pottering fed into improvements (and one enlargement) of last year's Findochty, Portknockie and Cullen post.

Findochty is a fishing village 2¾ miles from the tiny metropolis of Buckie and 120 miles north of Edinburgh

Whatever Happened to Banffshire?

We set off from Findochty, driving 30 minutes along the coast via Cullen and Portsoy (see map below) to Banff. Findochty is in Moray, but once beyond Cullen we were in Aberdeenshire.

Moray and Aberdeen
Findochty is not marked but is between Buckie and Cullen

When I was a lad, there were 33 counties in Scotland, 40 in England and 12 in Wales. A major overhaul in 1974 resulted in wholesale mergers in both Wales and Scotland. Scotland’s 33 counties became 10 districts with Fife the only remained traditional county name. The old system had too many small counties with small populations, but the re-arrangement made local government too remote.

Devolution gave Wales and Scotland control of their own local organisation and both had another go. In 1996 Scotland divided itself into 38 ‘Council Districts,’ a similar number to the old counties, but with districts better reflecting the population distribution.

Along the Moray coast pre-1974 there were Nairn, Moray, Banffshire and Aberdeenshire. Nairn was swallowed up by the Highland District and Banffshire, which sprawled along the coast from Spey Bay to Crovie was split between Moray and Aberdeenshire.

Banff

The first castle at Banff was built to deter Viking raiders, but by 1163 it was more developed and Malcolm IV was residing there. A town grew round the castle and prospered by trading with the other Northern Scottish burghs. By 1264 Banff had a sheriff and in 1372 Robert II conferred Royal Burgh status.

For a former Royal Burgh and County Town, modern Banff, tucked into the north-west corner of Banff Bay, is a modest little town with a population of some 4,000.

The Harbour

Arriving from the west it was convenient to start with the surprisingly small harbour.

Banff Harbour

Banff has no natural harbour, but a sheltered anchorage was enough in the early days. The first small constructed harbour in 1471, was enough for Banff, along with Montrose and Aberdeen, to dominate salmon exports to continental Europe. 18th and 19th century enlargements allowed the town to play a major part in the new and lucrative herring trade. The trade peaked in 1845 before dwindling away in the early 20th century. Today the sight of a working boat in the small harbour is vanishingly rare.

Low Street

With a little searching we found what looked like the town centre. Low Street has, perversely, most of the characteristics of a High Street, and briefly swells into not-quite-a-town-square. There is also a High Street which runs parallel (and a little higher up the hill) and also has shops.

Banff Townhouse

As we discovered in Edinburgh two years ago, to be a Burgh (or Royal Burgh) a town needed a Kirk, a Tolbooth and a Mercat (Market) Cross. The Parish Church is in High Street, but the Tolbooth – a combined council meeting room, courthouse and lock-up was built in Old Street in the early 15th century. 250 years later it was in poor condition and in 1757 it was replaced by a steeple. Outside Scotland, only churches have steeples, but we encountered three secular steeples (this, Falkirk and Dumfries) on this year’s Scottish travels. It was too small to fulfil the tolbooth role, so the adjacent town house was added in 1797. After being a museum and then police headquarters in the 19th century, it is now the local office of Aberdeenshire district council.

Banff Townhouse and Spire

The Mercat Cross

The original cross with a Crucifixion on one side and a Virgin and Child on the other, was lucky to survive the iconoclasm of the Scottish Reformation. It once stood outside the tolbooth but was removed in 1767 and then spent 130 years topping the Earl of Fife’s dovecote.

Mercat Cross, Banff

It was returned to the town in 1900 and since 1994 has found sanctuary in the Banff Museum. A replica mounted on a 17th century shaft sits near its original position.

The Biggar Fountain

That original position has been occupied since 1878 by an ornate Victorian Gothic drinking fountain. It commemorates Walter Biggar, one of the founders of the Baltic herring trade which brought prosperity to Banff in the 19th century. It also commemorates his wife, Mrs Anne Duff, which takes us on to the next section.

Biggar Fountain, Banff

But before we go, the most remarkable feature of central Banff is not the small cluster of monuments, but the people, or rather lack of them. Apart from one man photographed walking behind the fountain, and another who sat on the steps outside the Townhouse until a bus took him away, there was nobody there! On a warm, sunny, summer Sunday morning, all 4,000 inhabitants were apparently in church, in bed or in hiding.

Duff House

Duff House is a Georgian mansion on the southern edge of Banff. Built between 1735 and 1740 for William Duff, it was designed by William Adam. William Adam may have been outshone by his sons, John, Robert and James, but he had a busy practice building large houses for the Scottish aristocracy.

Duff House is well signed, but strangely difficult to find. Turning off the main road by the Duff House Royal Golf Club the road passes a car park beside a rugby pitch. Having no better idea, we parked there and followed a footpath around the woods. After 100m we rounded a slight bend and Duff House suddenly appeared right in front of us. How it had remained hidden is a mystery, but having found it, we joined the guided tour.

Duff House, Banff

William Duff’s father made his pile as a merchant and William inherited in 1722 aged 25. He became Member of Parliament for Banffshire after standing unopposed in the 1727 general election. George I rarely attended cabinet meetings after 1717 and Robert Walpole became the de facto prime minister in 1721. Political parties were yet to form and the franchise was limited to ‘property owning men.’

Duff opposed the government on several occasions and was persuaded to step down in 1734 in favour of his more biddable brother-in-law. As a reward he was created Lord Braco of Kilbryde and was able to start building his big house. The principals of British politics have changed little in 300 years.

Entrance Hall, Duff House

Duff dominated the political scene in Banffshire (not a huge fish, but a small pond), and had joined the aristocracy but with not quite the title he craved.

Minerva and her right hand man guarding the ceramics, Duff House

In Shakespeare’s ‘Macbeth,’ Macduff is the loyal and noble counterpoint to the treacherous title character. How grand, William Duff thought, to be a descendant of Macduff.

This stuff might be important in the History of Furniture, but I have rather forgotten what it is, Duff House

The accepted (if partly mythological) list of Scottish Kings includes a King Duff who ruled Alba – the chunk of Scotland between the Moray Firth and the Firth of Forth - from 962 until 967. The system of succession then used in Scotland meant sons did not automatically succeed fathers. Duff’s son became not king but Mormaer (or Thane or Earl) of Fife, the rank of Shakespeare’s Macduff. The Clan MacDuff was the most important family in Fife for several centuries.

Weapons and a chandelier, Duff House

Sorting fact from legend in the early MacDuff story is impossible, but William Duff found records of a David Duff in Aberdeenshire who received a charter from Robert III in 1404. William then proved to his own satisfaction that he was descended from David Duff, who was obviously related the Fife MacDuffs, hence he, William. was related to Shakespeare’s great, if largely fictional, Macduff.

Dining at Duff House

As he was rich and influential everybody acknowledged, at least in public, that William Duff was the real deal. The way was almost clear for him to have his heart’s desire.

Menu for Wednesday 14-Nov-1873

Unfortunately, in 1745 Charles Edward Stuart, Bonnie Prince Charlie, made the last desperate attempt to restore the Stuarts to the thrones of Scotland and England. Most of the Scots who stood with Bonnie Prince Charlie at his last stand at Culloden (See Culloden and Cawdor for details) were recruited in and around Aberdeenshire, and that put a question mark against William Duff’s loyalty to the government.

The stairs, Duff House

That question mark was not fully erased until 1759 when his wish came true and he was created Earl Fife and Viscount MacDuff. With nothing more to prove, he died in 1763.

Duff House after William Duff

Six Earls Fife lived in Duff House, the last donating it to the Burgh of Banff in 1903. Used as a hotel and sanatorium until 1928, the house lay empty until the second world war, when it became an internment camp and then housed prisoners of war.

In the mid-19th century David Bryce had been commissioned to build a three-story pavilion and corridor block. It is unclear why a German bomber was flying along the Moray coast on the morning of the 22nd of July 1940. Maybe it was lost, but it dumped four bombs, effectively destroying Bryce’s extension.

The site and remains of the Bryce extension

Worse, eight people were killed, six German prisoners of war and two of their guards. In 2019 a memorial was erected bearing their names.

Memorial to those who died in the Duff House air raid

In 1956 the house was passed to what would become ‘Historic Environment for Scotland’ and in 1995 also became part of the National Galleries of Scotland. Pictures on display include paintings by Henry Raeburn, Joshua Reynolds…

Lady Dorothea Sinclair, wife of the 2nd Earl, by Sir Joshua Reynolds

...and El Greco/

Saint Jerome in Penitence by El Greco

There is an almost identical, though slightly smaller painting called St Jerome as a Penitent, also painted by El Greco around 1600. It is in the collection of The Hispanic Society of America.

Developing Macduff

The other Earl Fife who made a major local contribution was the 2nd Earl, William’s son James. The problem with Banff is that even after the 18th century improvements, the harbour remained inadequate. Noticing there was more scope for development on the other side of Deveron Bay, James Duff developed the small settlement of Doune, built a harbour and in 1783, changed its name to Macduff.

While the harbour at Banff is used by pleasure boats, Macduff still has an important working harbour

To Macduff

We left Duff House around lunchtime, a tine for a sandwich and a cup of tea. According to the internet several establishments in Banff would normally cater for our needs, but this was Sunday so Banff, as we had already observed, was closed.

Macduff, with a similar population, was little better, but one café proudly claimed to be open, even on the Sabbath. To get there we had to cross the River Deveron.

The river flows 60 miles (97km) from the Ladder Hills in the Cairngorms before squeezing between Banff and the Hill of Doune and thence to the sea. On a fine summer’s day, it looks a pleasant stream, and if you cannot actually see the Atlantic salmon and brown trout, you can be sure they are there. But the river has other moods. Crossings were by what has been described as ‘an uncertain ferry,’ until a bridge was built in 1765. Unfortunately, it was swept away three years later. The ferry resumed, but sank in 1773. A sturdier bridge was completed in 1799.

Macduff and The Sea World Centre

Crossing the bridge without incident, we drove round the hill and found ourselves in the town, which seemed as animated as Banff. Being very much a working port, it looked more industrial, but on Sunday no one was being industrious.

We parked at the Sea World Centre aquarium and walked the 50m or so to the allegedly open café. It did not look promising as we approached and was indeed closed. A handwritten sign on the door apologised, explaining that they had a case of covid in the family and thought it responsible to close for a day or two. They were probably right, though it meant we had no lunch.

There was nothing for it, but to return to the aquarium, buy our tickets and watch some fish,

Fish at Macduff Sea World Centre

The aquarium is a circular building with a circular tank to circumambulate and several smaller tanks on the outside of the circus.

It is not large but it has an interesting variety of sea fish. They could have made identification easier, but I know the fish below with its somewhat startled look, is Cyclopterus lumpus, the lumpsucker or lumpfish (or sometimes Seahen.)

Cyclopterus Iumpus

I read that despite being a fish, it does not swim well (a piscine prerequisite, I had always thought) but bobs around at the bottom o the beautiful briny sea, or at least the continental shelf. Its redeeming virtue is its roe which is sometime sold as ‘lumpfish caviar’ - though it is not in the same class as real caviar (smaller, grainier, less flavourful).

The one in my cupboard calls itself  'Lumpfish Caviar'

Nevertheless, a handful of Ritz crackers, each liberally smeared with lumpfish roe and topped with half a boiled quail’s egg, make a excellent starter for 2 or 4 (depending on the size of your hand.)

The afternoon’s main excitement is the diver who enters the main tank to feed whatever turns up to be fed, manly cod (light grey, cedilla under chin) and coley (darker grey, no cedilla).

Diver feeds fish, Sea World Centre, Macduff

That just about exhausted the delights of Macduff and Banff, so we drove back ‘home’ in Findochty.

Scotland 2023 (so far)

Part 1 Falkirk
Part 2 Banff and Macduff
Part 5 A Rainy Day in Dumfries (1) Robert Burns