...any of several might have been the Eildon Tree in imagination.
If it's Eildon, it may be a reference to somewhere down in the Borders - the Eildon Hills are down there. I played a piece called The Three Perils Of Man by Bruce Fraser (women, drink and the devil), and part of it was subtitled The Eildon Hills.
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I totally love old castles, the more ruined the better! My favourite is Auchans, near Dundonald in Ayrshire (the unrecognized companion to Dundonald Castle). But lots are really cool. We did a re-enactment at Stirling Castle once - that was relly good :). My ancestral castle, Pollock Castle, is just south of Glasgow on the edge of the moors, what is now East Renfrewshire or thereabouts. Unfortunatley some numpty demolished it in 1954 when he inherited it. Idiot! It was still lives in up to then. Now there's a modern mansion and just the foundations which I have yet to see. And the M77 cut straight through the grounds and the old motte and bailey.
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Date: 2004-10-25 09:01 am (UTC)If it's Eildon, it may be a reference to somewhere down in the Borders - the Eildon Hills are down there. I played a piece called The Three Perils Of Man by Bruce Fraser (women, drink and the devil), and part of it was subtitled The Eildon Hills.
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I totally love old castles, the more ruined the better! My favourite is Auchans, near Dundonald in Ayrshire (the unrecognized companion to Dundonald Castle). But lots are really cool. We did a re-enactment at Stirling Castle once - that was relly good :). My ancestral castle, Pollock Castle, is just south of Glasgow on the edge of the moors, what is now East Renfrewshire or thereabouts. Unfortunatley some numpty demolished it in 1954 when he inherited it. Idiot! It was still lives in up to then. Now there's a modern mansion and just the foundations which I have yet to see. And the M77 cut straight through the grounds and the old motte and bailey.