A visit to Edinburgh castle, the soldier at the gun was getting it ready to fire at One o'clock hence it is called the One o'clock gun.
mffox wrote:
Thanks for the memory; we visited Edinburgh and Burns' Cottage in September. Can you tell me the name of the legendary dog made famous in that wonderful city?
The dog was called Greyfriers Bobby, supposedly it lay on it's masters grave for years.
Longshadow wrote:
Also, you can't copy & paste brackets here, the forum wants to treat them as HTML commands (see "Tags" at left when you post). You have to change them to something else, like {} or ().
No problem I won't bother posting again.
MattPhox wrote:
Nice shot and interesting commentary. I guess the severity of farm life left him with a short lifespan also.
Correct he had a hard life and also he was plagued with Arthritis from a young age.
Perhaps you are related with your surname.
Robert Burns (25 January 1759 21 July 1796), also known as Rabbie Burns, the Bard of Ayrshire and various other names and epithets,[nb 1] was a Scottish poet and lyricist. He is widely regarded as the national poet of Scotland and is celebrated worldwide. He is the best known of the poets who have written in the Scots language, although much of his writing is also in English and a light Scots dialect, accessible to an audience beyond Scotland. He also wrote in standard English, and in these writings his political or civil commentary is often at its bluntest.
Alloway
Burns was born two miles (3 km) south of Ayr, in Alloway, the eldest of the seven children of William Burnes (17211784), a self-educated tenant farmer from Dunnottar in the Mearns, and Agnes Broun (17321820), the daughter of a Kirkoswald tenant farmer.[4][5]
He was born in a house built by his father (now the Burns Cottage Museum), where he lived until Easter 1766, when he was seven years old. William Burnes sold the house and took the tenancy of the 70-acre (280,000 m2) Mount Oliphant farm, southeast of Alloway. Here Burns grew up in poverty and hardship, and the severe manual labour of the farm left its traces in a premature stoop and a weakened constitution.
MTG44 wrote:
Wow! How big and where are they?
They are 30 mtrs high and are near a town called Falkirk, between Edinburgh and Stirling.