| Lady's Monthly Museum, 1798. |
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Sunday, 19 December 2021
December Fashions for 1798
Saturday, 14 August 2021
Sir Walter Scott
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| Sir Walter Scott, 1822. |
Tomorrow marks 250 years since the birth of Sir Walter Scott, novelist and contemporary of Jane Austen. Young 'Wattie', as he was affectionately known by his family, was born 'in a house belonging to my father, at the head of the College Wynd' in Edinburgh, he later recalled.
At first Walter was a healthy child, but after an illness in which he lost the use of his right leg, he was sent to live with his paternal grandparents on their farm at Sandy Knowe, Roxburghshire. The fresh country air and lots of exercise greatly restored Walter's health, although he was left with a permanent limp.
But his stay at Sandy Knowe left an even more lasting legacy. His grandmother, and his Aunt Jenny, told Walter lots of stories and legends about the Border reivers, and the ill-fated Jacobite rebellions. These tales fired the young lad's imagination, and later inspired his poems and fiction.
After attending school at Edinburgh and Kelso, Walter studied at Edinburgh University before becoming indentured to his father to train as a Writer to the Signet. When his apprenticeship ended, Scott trained for the Scottish Bar. In 1792 he qualified as an Advocate 'with all its duties and honours'.
While studying at Edinburgh, Walter joined several literary societies. He also composed poetry. During the course of his legal training, he also visited the Highlands - and its scenery had a lasting impact on him.
Following an unrequited love for a young lady he met during his teens, Scott fell for the dazzlingly beautiful Charlotte Carpenter (Charpentier). They married at Carlisle in 1797. Two years later, Scott was appointed Sheriff-Depute of Selkirk.
Scott's first full-length publication, The Minstrelsy of the Scottish Borders (1802) was a collection of traditional Scots ballads (see Alistair Johnson's essay here); it also included some of Scott's own work. The Minstrelsy was a best-seller, and laid the foundations of Walter's first full-length published poem, The Lay of the Last Minstrel (1805), followed by Marmion; A Tale of Flodden Field. (1808).
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| Scott at Abbotsford. |
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| Abbotsford; Scott's Study. |
Scott's later years were overshadowed by illness and financial troubles, and the death of his wife. The collapse of his publishers led Scott to try and repay his debts honourably, by writing. He successfully reduced a large amount of the debts before his death at Abbotsford in 1832.
All images from the author's collection.
Thursday, 20 May 2021
A Great Honour!
I'm very pleased and honoured to say that I've just been elected a Fellow of the Royal Historical Society! I'd particularly like to thank the President, Emma Griffin, for supporting my application. I am really looking forward to joining this international community of historians, and helping to promote and support the discipline of history as much as I can.
Illustration: Morning visiting dress, Ladies' Cabinet of Fashion, 1837.
News for Email Subscribers
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It's raining today, so here's a nice illustration of a lady wearing pattens - essential wear in Jane Austen's day.
Saturday, 30 January 2021
Caledonian Collection!
I'm very pleased to announce that I've just published my new book Caledonian Collection on Amazon Kindle! It's a collection of published articles inspired by our holidays in Scotland, in former happier times. The topics covered include the 'Killing Times', Radical rebels, and Bonnie Prince Charlie's ill-fated venture to gain the British throne. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed researching and writing it!
Wednesday, 16 December 2020
Goodbye to 2020!
This has been a horrible year for so many people in so many countries.
However, the advent of several vaccines has given us fresh hope that some day soon we will be able to once again hug our loved ones safely.
This is not a good time of year weather-wise. But I do take pleasure in small things whilst unable to travel: the joy of spotting our resident Robin Redbreast; the last few chrysanthemums braving the December rain; and the first tentative harbingers of spring as next year's bulbs begin to appear.
I wish you all a Merry Christmas, and best wishes for the new year.
Here's to better times next year!
Image: The Aurora Borealis in Lapland. Penny Magazine, 21 December 1833.
Monday, 27 July 2020
A Summer Like No Other
I cannot remember a situation like this during my lifetime – so many weeks of anxiety about the safety of our loved ones, both family and friends.I meant to start a diary at the start of the pandemic, but for the first time in my life I have been far too anxious and unsettled to write.
The first few weeks of lockdown were the worst – those blisteringly hot, seemingly endless days when we were confined to the house except for our permitted one walk per day.
We have been very lucky compared with many families – we were able to walk round our garden when we needed a breath of fresh air. It was a great comfort to see the spring flowers appearing and to watch birds playing on the lawn, oblivious to the drama unfolding in the human world.Our son came home just before the start of the lockdown, and it has been a great comfort, knowing he was safe with us.
But the separation from other family members was the worst, especially my elderly parents and our daughter.
We missed our daughter’s birthday, and my sister’s too, during the lockdown. Video calls aren’t the same as a hug, but better than nothing. Even though the restrictions have eased, it still hurts that I can’t cuddle my Mum and Dad, or our daughter.
We have enjoyed a few days out recently, but with no end to our invisible enemy in sight, it is hard to see when or if our lives will ever return to normal.
I hope that you and your loved ones are keeping well – and staying safe.





