Sir James the Rose

Sir James the Rose If you visit Crail, take a walk along South Marketgate, past The Golf Hotel along to the Parish Kirk where you’ll find a devilish tale… By David White Two households, both alike in dignity, in fair Crimond, where we lay our scene. As you may have…

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Rashiecoats

Rashiecoats Now more downcast than ever, the Princess returned to the henwife once more, and the henwife said “this time, ask yer faither fur a coat o rashes.” Words by Rosie Young Illustration by Linley Barba Once upon a time in an old kingdom lived a Princess. Her father wished…

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The Bonnie Lass o’ Fyvie

Mill o' Tifty's Annie My heart was broken first by love, Noo my brither's broke my body. By Francis James Child At Mill o' Tifty liv'd a man, In the neighbourhood of Fyvie; He had a lovely daughter fair, Was called bonny Annie. Her bloom was like the springing flower…

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