More tales

I am managing to tear myself away from Facebook for long enough to update this blog. Back to ol' Scotland. We went to the Bruce Festival in Dunfermline, and it took place in Pittencrieff Park. This park is most beautiful, somebody is keeping it in a mint condition, and it has a nice tale. Apparently Andrew Carnegie, as a wee lad, wanted to enter the park, but because he came from a poor family, he was not allowed in. His revenge was to become super-rich, purchase the park and open it up for everybody, entrance free.
For more on the park, please click here

The Bruce Festival was modest, with volunteers parading around in medieval costumes. This lady explained how the poor folk were mostly vegetarian during those times. You were lucky if you could afford a piece of cow or chicken! These days only the rich can afford to eat veggies.


Even though the jousting event was a re-enactment, it still quite took my breath away. The horses are huge, and the knights imposing and deadly in their armour. Here are some pics.

This is the parade beforehand to goad the masses into wild excitement:


And we cheered for the red knight, who won.







The band, Soar Patrol.


Duan having a haggis an' neeps burger. Local is lekker!!