“The king sits in Dunfermline town
drinking the blood red wine”
Ballad of Patrick Spens was all I knew about Dunfermline — before this weekend. Of course it’s historic so shame on me! The ancient abbey with its Durham cathedral-like pillars abuts the new abbey which is a working church and very interesting.
They have the body of Robert the Bruce and a carved wooden artefact depicting a plaster cast of his skull. You can do a small brass rubbing of your own.
But my favourite thing was this stunning marble of an angel, half in this world, reaching down to accompany this recumbent’s spirit to heaven. It’s the most gorgeous and subtle sculpture!
The bishop’s palace (alas not open because if lack of funds) and an even older, ruined palace
Charles I was born in Dunfermline.
And so was Andrew Carnegie — his statue stands proud in the park with views ovewr the Firth of Forth and its bridges. The house is now a museum to him and to the linen trade. His family wove damask upstairs in this very house.
Maybe appropriately the park is now home to grey squirrels — but our native reds are endangered by this.
There’s lots to see in the park and some more American connections
and this house echoes in colour Culross House just along the road from Dunfermline.
We visited on Friday afternoon and I actually took a couple of photos before I thought to ask whether it was allowed and of course it wasn’t so I desisited but waste not want not, here they are. I suggest you go and see the rest for yourself.
The garden is beautiful too.
In fact ‘old’ Culross is quite undisturbed and they have a policy that older houses are still used as modern homes — it is protected. I am glad.
In my defense I never had had a reason to visit Dunfermline. Thanks to our friends Bill
and Alwyn Taylor
for the invitation. We’ll undoubtedly make you suffer for that by visiting again — no good deed should go unpunished 🙂
A double triolet about how Shakespeare lost it: Shakespeare’s Skull
The Green and the Grey
Money Can’t Buy me I am very fond of this trio of poems in A NEW ULSTER 44