This is the first of what is intended to be a series of posts highlighting the places that were significant to the Battle of Flodden.
Before leaving on their journey to the borders, the Scottish Army assembled just outside Edinburgh.
Quite by fluke I found myself having an in-car picnic near the town of Duns where the Scottish army camped during their journey to Flodden. I had just bought my sandwiches when, quite normally when I am intending a picnic, it started to rain. At least it gave me a chance to visualise what the conditions must have been like in the run up to the battle, before I was able to escape the rain by crossing the border back to England and sunshine.
You are such an adventurer. Just as well the battlefields were deserted!
I don’t think I would be quite so adventurous if they weren’t
Excellent (not the rain of course!) I look forward to seeing the next stages on teh trail
I think the rain made this picture. I hope you enjoy the follow up posts
I had just bought my sandwiches when, quite normally when I am intending a picnic, it started to rain.
There is this thing which happens like that – it’s almost as if one induces the rain or the cars.
Ahh! that happens to you too then?
Definitely enjoyed this, Cherie – thanks. The weather adds to the overall atmosphere. Look forward to the follow-up pix. Were you spooked at all by the site? I ask because battlefields always have that effect on me, + I’ve seen horses being scared by certain places which later turn out to have an embattled history.
It did have a certain atmosphere about it but I wasn’t spooked. There was a strange incident with a dog though. A black Labrador was coming towards me (with it’s owners). It passed the person in front of my quite calmly but it growled when it walked past me. This is very unusual because dogs are often drawn to me…
I will watch with interest too. After all I am a half Scot.
I hope I don’t disappoint
Cherie, that dog growled because it picked up something strange – not you, I hasten to add! – but a presence of some kind. There was probably an angry ghost sitting beside you, envying you your picnic among other things …
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I’ve seen dogs go to an unoccupied corner of a room in an old building (cat-free) and growl, even bark, as if there were something/one there (when there isn’t).
Perhaps the ghost was walking besides me… It was difficult to pick up on that sort of atmosphere because I was with someone who was talking rather a lot.
The picture of the berries which is at the top of my left sidebar at the moment was taken very close to the spot.
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