Sunday 15 October 2023

The Alentejo: Eating and Drinking 2023

Good Food with Regional Character at Reasonable Prices


Portugal
Our first visit to the Alentejo in modern times (1980s camping trips don’t count) was to Évora in 2016. The resulting blogpost was overlong, so the pleasures of the local cuisine were hived off into a separate post called ‘Two Dinners in Évora’. Seven years, four more visits and several dinners later that post has morphed into this one, a companion to Eating the Algarve 2023.

The Alentejo: Where and What is it?


The modern districts
Alentejo Province
The Alentejo was one of Portugal’s traditional seven provinces and as the left-hand map suggest it was by some way the largest (and the most sparsely populated). In 1933 it was hacked in half, the northern Alto Alentejo with its capital at Évora and the southern Baixo Alentejo centred on Beja.

After the 1974 Carnation Revolution (the military coup from which Portugal emerged as a modern parliamentary democracy) the provinces were replaced by 18 districts (right-hand map). Beja district is the old Baixo Alentejo minus a coastal chunk (the Alentejo Litoral) which is now in Setubal Dsitrict, the Alto Alentejo is split between the  Évora District and Portalegre Districts. This post is based in meals eaten in Évora, Beja, MértolaCastro Verde and Serpa – I have marked and ringed these as precisely as I can. The Alentejo may no longer officially exist (except to the Comissão Vitivinícola Regional about whom more later) but the concept of the Alentejo remains strong and the word is in everyday use.

A Confession

Before getting on with the food, a confession: I have spent far more time in the Algarve than the Alentejo and my knowledge of the Alentejo cuisine, having progressed through infancy, has now reached the stroppy teenager stage. This post, then, is far from comprehensive – and may even, despite my best efforts, contain errors!

Meat

The Alentejo has only a small section of coastline and the districts of Portalegre, Évora and Beja are as far from the sea as Portugal can be, so meat is more important here than in the fish-eating Algarve. With that information, I will start with lamb and work my way up to pork, the most important meat in the region...

Lamb (Borrego)

Lamb in Portuguese is also called Cordeira. What the difference is, if any, remains a mystery. In Serpa, the Restaurante O Alentejano was recommended by the friendly staff at our hotel. We found their meat dishes a little heavy, but ate there twice, largely beacuse we could not find anywhere else open on the Wednesday.

On the first evening I had leg of lamb, a dish with a single word Portuguese name, which was much lauded in Trip Advisor reviews. I cannot remember the name, nor can I now find the reviews, but I was disappointed. The lamb seemed to have been roasted, then cut up and dropped into a garlicky broth. The lamb was not the best, or had not been treated well, and the broth seemed underpowered.

Leg of Lamb, O Alentejano, Serpa 2023

On our second visit, Lynne had lamb cutlets. There was little to go wrong here, and the quantity of meat was enormous.

Lamb chops, O Alentejano, Serpa 2023 This was the quantity on the serving plate when Lynne paused for a second wind. 

The other two dishes involved were Porco Preto for Lynne and Carne de Porco à Alentejano for me. Both appear later at different restaurants.

Rabbit (Coelho)

Great Britain is an island hopping with rabbits, but despite this natural resource it is easier to find rabbit on a Michelin starred menu than in a supermarket. Lean and well-flavoured, it should be among the most popular and cheapest of meats, but it isn’t. Restaurant Migas in Mértola (photo: scroll down some way) has no pretentions, but in 2017 it offered Lynne a welcome opportunity to eat a well-cooked rabbit.

Wild Boar (Javila)

At the similarly unpretentious Tamuje, in the same small town, I enjoyed wild boar; the choicest morsels, simply cooked and moistened with the rich garlicky cooking broth and served with salad and potatoes.There was more chew than you get with a regular pig, and with a slightly different, slightly stronger flavour. I liked it very much.

Lynne's Porco Preto, my Javila (wild boar) and a bottle of Herdade dos Lagos, Tamuje, Mértola, 2017

Lynne, meanwhile, enjoyed porco preto cooked and served the same way, which introduces the most important beast in Alentejo cuisine...

Pork

The finest pork comes, indisputably, from From the Iberian black pig (porco preto).

Iberian black sow, from the 2019 post Pigs, Ham and Tapas (Andalusia)

Keen observers might notice the pig is not really black, the name comes from the glossy lacquer-like blackness of the trotters.

Iberian black pigs – believed to be a cross between domestic pigs introduced by the Phoenicians and wild boar - have been raised in central southern Spain and Portugal for millennia. They live a pampered life roaming in herds among the sparse oak forests feeding mainly on acorns.

Porco is Portuguese for ‘pig’, there is no word for ‘pork’, menus always refer to pig meat, Carne de Porco Preto. It is, of course, the pig that is black, or at least its trotters, not the meat which is normal pork colour.

The Spanish make a big fuss over their Jamón Iberico produced from these pigs, the finest of which fetches astronomical prices. We enjoyed three days in Andalusia in 2019 on an Iberian Ham extravaganza (three blogposts, for the first click here). The Portuguese produce ham, too, but this post concentrates more on the regular pork.

I first encountered Porco Preto in 2016 at Restaurant Malagueta in Évora and from the very first forkful I realised that there was something special on my plate.

Menu, Casa do Alentejo, Castro Verde, 2022

Migas is the usual accompaniment to porco preto, and is often named first, Migas de Espargos c/ Carne de Porco Preto as it says in the Casa Alentejo menu above. Migas is made from leftover bread (or sometimes potato) mashed and seasoned and mixed with garlic and olive oil and either tomato or asparagus. It is very heavy; the first time I ate migas and porco preto there were also chips on the plate and I dutifully scoffed the lot. I did not immediately realise how much I had overeaten, but 48-hours passed before I could face more food. This time I took a small portion from the slab on the serving plate – and was better for it.

Just a little migas with Carne de Porco Preto, Casa Alentejano, Castro Verde, 2022

The precise cuts of Porco Preto are important in Spain and Portugal, The menu tells me I had magro, abanico e cachaço (lean, fan and neck). I don’t know which was which but they were all excellent. Under Talho (Butcher) I could have chosen lagartos (lizards(?!)), secretos (secrets) presa (plunder) or plumas (feathers) wonderfully descriptive words even if I would not know one from another.

Bochechas de Porco em Vinho Tinto. Pork cheeks stewed in red wine may not be unique to the Alentejo, but they are very much at home here.

I have seen recipes that use porco preto, but after it has marinated in red wine for several hours and then stewed in the same wine for several more, I suspect a special pork – or a high-quality wine – would have lost its finesse. This is hearty, rustic food; the firm wine-dark slabs of porky loveliness need only a salad, maybe a few chips and a jarra de vinho tinto to be totally satisfying.

Rabbit (Lynne) and bochechas (me), Restaurant Migas, Mértola, 2017

Pousadas are relatively upmarket hotels that specialise in regional dishes. At the Beja Poussada the attempted elevation of the dish by adding a poached pear, cinnamoned close to inedibility, just seemed odd. Bochechas are fine as they are, leave ‘em alone. Lynne was eating asparagus migas with porco preto – they did not mess with that. Fortunately the slab of migas was modest in size.

Dinner at the Pousada Convento, Beja, 2018

Carne de Porco à Alentejano

As in the Algarve the link between meat and fish is provided by pork and clams, though the clams go unmentioned in the dish’s title. In the Algarve pork and clams are cooked in a cataplana, in the Alentejo the pork and potatoes are pan fried and then join the clams in a rich brown, garlicky sauce.

Carne de Porco à Alentejano, Casa Aletejano, 2022, Castro Verde

The dish is occasionally available in the Algarve, the finest I have ever eaten was at Dois Irmão in Faro. Lynne was disappointed with her Carne de Porco à Alentejano at the Casa Alentejano in Castro Verde, there were only seven clams, and four of those seemed to be cockles, a related but different animal. I did better in 2023 at the O Alentejano (there is a theme merging with these names!) in Serpa. I had 12 clams, and they were all clams.

Fish and Seafood

For centuries - or millennia, the districts of Beja, Évora and Portalegre were too far from the sea for fresh fish to be transported. There are no natural lakes and most rivers only run for a few months a year, so there was no tradition of fish eating - except for....

...Bacalhau.

'Bacalhau' is Portuguese for cod, but when used on its own means 'salt cod', fresh cod is always bacalhau fresco. Portuguese fisherman were catching cod on the Grand Banks off Newfoundland as early as the 1500s. To get the fish home in edible condition it was first landed and then salted in Newfoundland, Nova Scotia or, later, Iceland.

Salt cod was cheap, light and easy to transport across land or sea, and soon became the main source of protein for the Portuguese peasantry. Soaking is the first step to making it palatable and resourceful and imaginative people developed a range of recipes - there are said to be 365 - so they could eat bacalhau everyday but still enjoy variety. In time the wealthier classes realised they were missing something good and bacalhau soon became the national dish of all Portuguese people.

The Portuguese love affair with salt cod has continued. There is no longer any need to preserve cod in this way, but every corner shop and supermarket has rustling sheets of salt cod -  loose, not pre-packed - for shoppers to sort through and select what they want.

Pataniscas de Bacalhau.Theis year (2023) I ate pataniscas de Balcahau in Restaurante Molho Bico in Serpa.

Pataniscas de Bacalhau with rice and beans, Restaurante Molho Bico, Serpa, 2023

A patanisca is made by frying shredded bacalhau with onion in a wheat flour and egg batter. It was served with a bowl of rice and beans and a good salad (not photographed). This is comfort food, not haute cuisine, but like all great comfort food it is rich, savoury and very satisfying.

Other Fish and Seafood

The age of the refrigerated lorry arrived decades ago, so inland Portugal has all the fish it wants, though it can never be as fresh as it is beside the sea. In 2022 we both ate Polvo à Lagareiro (Octopus Lagareiro -see Eating the Algarve for more details) in the oddly named Planície Gastronomia Criativa (Plain Creative Gastronomy‽) in Castro Verde.

Chocos This year (2023) Lynne ate chocos (cuttlefish) while I was eating my Bacalhau. Like Polvo this is more of an Algarve speciality, though it rarely appears on tourist orientated menus. It is a favourite of Lynne's, but to me it looks like a yolkless fried egg.

Cuttlefish, Restaurante Molho Bico, Serpa, 2023

Cataplana Alentejano may not really be ‘a thing’, but it was on the menu at Mr Pickwicks in Évora. The cataplana is a traditional Algarve cooking vessel so this may be ‘cultural appropriation’ (which is, apparently ‘a thing’) but we ordered it anyway. It was opened at the table producing a waft of inviting odours. Inside were huge chunks of deeply flavoured stewed pork, tiger prawns (of Thai origin?), mussels, crab claws and, of course, clams. Everything was steeped in a broth of the usual Portuguese suspects, tomato, peppers, garlic and coriander with chunks of potato boiled in the broth.

Inside the cataplana, Mr Pickwick's, Évora, 2016

It was wonderfully messy – getting your hands in is the only way to deal with prawns and crabs - and in every way delightful. The clams had a yellowish shell with a distinctive black tip. In October we bought and cooked some identical clams and discovered they originated in Vietnam. In November we ate the same clams both in Hong Kong and Macau. Algarve clams have been over-exploited, these are good, cheap and (for the moment) plentiful.

Cheese

Portugal has eleven cheeses that have been awarded PDO (Product of Designated Origin), three of them (Évora, Serpa and Nisa) come from the Alentejo. I was unaware of Évora cheese when we visited in 2016, but Nisa is available in the Algarve and we visited Serpa this year (2023) partly with the cheese in mind.

Nisa & Serpa

Nisa is a small town in the Portalegre district, Serpa a small city in the Beja district. Both produce sheep’s milk cheese using unpasteurised milk curdled using an extract from the cardoon thistle.

Nisa is classified as 'semi-hard,' has a dense texture and is (usually) yellowish white with a subtle flavour and an acidic finish. My pictured example was not particularly yellow inside nor was an 'acidic finish' particularly obvious, but the relatively mild flavour was undoubtedly complex. The Wine Spectator cheese edition ranked Nisa among their 100 Great Cheeses.

Queijo de Nisa

Serpa looks quite similar but is softer and a little stronger than Nisa. Its style is known as amanteigado meaning buttery and Forever Cheese describe it as strong and complex with sheepy, sour and buttery notes. That seems about right to me.

Queijo de Serpa

Other Cheeses

Alentejo produces a large quantity of less exalted cheeses. The picture below shows another favourite Alentejo sheep’s cheese (left), I also like the paprika dusted version. The cheese on the right is from the Azores; the Portuguese Islands, 1000km out in the Atlantic, are a major producer for the mainland market.

An Alentejo sheep's cheese (left) and an Azores mixed milk cheese (right)

Although I have cut wedges from these cheeses, the usual Portuguese way is to slice across the cheese, see Serpa above. The rinds are, with rare exceptions, edible

Wine

Alentejo may no longer exist for purposes of local government, but the Comissão Vitivinícola Regional recognises an Alentejo Denominação de Origem Controlada that covers large parts of the Évora and Portalegre districts. Eight subregions (Borba, Évora, Granja-Amareleja, Moura, Portalegre, Redondo, Reguengos, and Vidigueira) can use their own name as well as ‘Alentejo’ on the label.

Borba Tinto

The reds are soft, juicy and easy drinking. Borba is the largest sub-region (by production) and I have always enjoyed the wines from the local co-operative which are inexpensive, widely available and guaranteed to bring a smile to the face.

Encostas de Serpa, Vinho Regional

The whites tend to be more austere. They don’t win prizes in blind tastings, but paired with the right food they have a way of opening out and complementing the flavours of the dish. This is what they were designed to do, and they are very good at it. The Reguengos we drank with the cataplana Alentejano in Évora and the Vidigueira with the polvo in Castro Verde were particularly satisfying.

There is much DOC Alentejo wine, but there is even more Vinho Regional Alentejano, a classification for more basic wines, or for winemakers reluctant to follow the strict rules of DOC. I tend to go by cost rather than precise appellation, at any price point up to €10-12 Alentejo, or Alentejano wines can be relied upon for excellent value

And Finally

Light lunches in small cafés are rarely gastronomic, and not always light. The toastie is universally popular, the word long ago incorporated into Portuguese. Sometimes a ‘sharing toastie’ can look….

It's a sandwich, Jim, but not as we know it, Café 7arte, Castro Verde 2022

….immense.

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