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War Graves, Trinity Cemeteries, Aberdeen

Trinity Cemeteries lie on both sides of Park Road, Aberdeen. While I was walking past on my way back to the car after Sons League Cup defeat to Aberdeen at Pittodrie in July last year I noticed the Cross of Sacrifice and the Commonwealth War Graves sign on the gates so had to take a look.

The cemeteries contain the graves of over 170 Great War service personnel and over 100 Second World War graves.

Cross of Sacrifice:-

Cross of Sacrifice, Trinity Cemeteries, Aberdeen

Further in is a Stone of Remembrance:-

Stone of Remembrance, Trinity Cemeteries, Aberdeen

Grave of Private R E Dingwall, Pioneer Corps, 2/6/1944, aged 19:-

War Grave, Trinity Cemetery, Aberdeen

 

Aircraftman W J Deans, RAF, 29/12/1942:-

Trinity Cemetery, Aberdeen, War Grave

Sergeant G Brand, Wireless Operator/Air Gunner, RAF, 22/1/1944, aged 20:-

Aberdeen, Trinity Cemeteries War Grave

The Elements RIP Tom Lehrer

The songwriting satirist Tom Lehrer has died. He kind of gave up on performing after 1960, though, going back to teaching mathematics.

To Chemistry teachers (one of which I was once) his listing of the contents of the Periodic Table of Elements to the tune of Gilbert and Sullivan’s Major General’s Song was of course an absolute gift.

Here’s Tom performing the song live in Copenhagen, with an addition – and addendum.

Tom Lehrer: The Elements

His satire is more in evidence on this anti-nuclear war piece, presumably from the same performance as above.

Tom Lehrer: We Will All Go Together When We Go

He had a sly humour.

Tom Lehrer: I Got it From Agnes

Thomas Andrew (Tom) Lehrer: 9/4/1928 –  26/7/2025. So it goes.

And a ParSec Review Comes Round Again

This one is called Project Hanuman and it’s by Stewart Hotston.

I’ve not read anything by Hotston but the blurb for this sounds like it’s Science Fiction. Huzzah!

It also seems like it’s inspired in part by Indian mythology.

Now She Is Witch by Kirsty Logan

Vintage, 2023, 343 p

Lux was brought up by her mother in a house by the forest. Her mother was a healer and maker of poppets and possets, subject to suspicion because her baby had arrived suddenly with no man on the scene. Her mother gone, and Lux returned to the house after a sojourn in a sanctuary subject to strict religious rules, she is living alone when a woman, Else, arrives seeking her help to poison the local lord “‘who calls women witches so that he has an excuse to kill them.’” That same night Lux’s house is attacked by some of the local boys. They are driven off by a wolf, which may be Else in transfigured form, but not before the house is set on fire. Lux and Else set off together into the forest. The rest of the tale follows both – but mainly Lux – until she eventually finds employment in the lord’s castle, with Else tending to the herb/poison garden, and their misadventures there. I note here that Logan attributes to the lady of the manor more agency than a woman in her situation is likely to have had.

After a “Before” prologue which is unpunctuated (apart from dashes) and printed in italics and with no capital letters, the story is told in five parts. Parts One and Three have section titles all beginning with “Now She Is” followed by one word (in order these were Outcast, Prey, Maiden, Servant, Sacrifice, Whore, Poisoner.)

Part Two is “Lux’s Story” and is given to us also unpunctuated and printed in italics with no capital letters (apart from the words He and Him when describing the lover she had in the sanctuary.) Part Four, “Else’s story,” was similarly unpunctuated but had capital letters where appropriate.

Part Five’s sections have no titles and are in numbered order.

We are here, though, firmly in default faux-mediæval fantasy territory though there is some additional colour, a land bridge between the south and the north, the sea rising, there has been fire in the sky, poison vapours, ash, a sickness spreading supposedly from the north, whose sign is black roses on the skin.

Logan’s almost relentless theme is man’s inhumanity to woman.  “Women are, as Father Fleck used to tell them at the sanctuary, less intelligent, more suggestible, and have more entry points into their bodies. All those orifices ready for a devil to creep into.” In Else’s story she tells Lux “it turns out all that really matters in this world is what a man wants because you either give it to him or he takes it and gives nothing in return” but “Beauty is dangerous. Beauty has power. Beauty has violence.” She outlines “the only available options, Maiden, Wife, Nun, Widow,” adding, “And I could not be any of these even if I wanted to. But there is one other option for a woman and it is the worst of all. Witch. Witch. Witch.”

The plot unfolds slowly to the point where we find the reason for Else’s attachment to Lux.

I suppose it is difficult to write in a contemporary setting a story about the best option for a woman being a witch but I’m really tired of tales such as this adopting a historical template.

On a sentence level Logan is good and her characterization is more than adequate. The whole thing seemed a little bit by the numbers though.

Pedant’s corner:- “Jesus’ birth” (Jesus’s,) “her tongue would not lay still” (would not lie still,) “aren’t I?” (Logan is Scottish; the correct usage is “amn’t I?”)

The Maiden Stone

Another Pictish symbol stone, this one by the side of a minor road just northwest of Inverurie, Aberdeenshire:-

Maiden Stone, Aberdeenshire

Reverse of Maiden Stone

Information board:-

Maiden Stone Information Board

Reelin’ in the Years 251: War Pigs. RIP Ozzy Osbourne

Despite the fact that he had health problems it was still a surprise to hear of the death of Black Sabbath’s Ozzy Osbourne since he had appeared on stage at the band’s final concert only a few weeks ago, albeit from a sitting position.

His band has a claim to be the founders of heavy metal. Whatever, they certainly had a profound influence on the genre.

I featured their – perhaps untypical – song, Changes, here.

This was the first track on their second LP, Paranoid, which gave them their first and biggest hit.

Black Sabbath: War Pigs

 

John Michael (Ozzy) Osbourne: 3/12/1948 – 22 /7/2025. So it goes.

RIP Connie Francis

Another voice from my (extreme) youth has gone. 1950s and 60s songstress Connie Francis has died.

Her prime time was mostly in the late 50s, “Who’s Sorry Now” and “Stupid Cupid,” but her hits had more or less dried up by the time the Beatles came along.

This was a no 3 in the UK but was a b-side in the US, of a song called “Frankie” of which I had never heard before looking her career up.

Connie Francis: Lipstick on Your Collar

Concetta Rosa Maria Franconero (Connie Francis:) 12/121937 – 16/7/2025. So it goes.

The Song in the Green Thorn Tree by James Barke

Collins, 1950, 510 p, including 2 p Note, 3 p Contents and 4p list of Characters.

This is the second of Barke’s Immortal Memory sequence chronicling the life of Robert Burns. He is now in young adulthood and has moved to the farm of Mossgiel, near Mauchline, with brother Gilbert and the rest of his family. We meet Jean Armour before Burns does, and she is presented as an obedient, dutiful daughter.

Burns is in trouble with the local minister, known as Daddy Auld. He has already fathered a child to Betty Paton, but his penance for this, on the cutty stool, takes place in the nearby parish of Tarbolton since that is where the offence occurred. He was fined one guinea and his sin considered absolved. (This strikes me as akin to those indulgences of the Catholic Church which so enraged the early Protestant reformers.) It is his poems and intellect which most worry Auld, however, who realizes that the best way to undermine Burns will be through his sexual misdemeanours. To that end he enjoins two of his elders, Willie Fisher and James Lamie, to collect evidence against Burns. Fisher is that hypocritical individual about whom Burns would write Holy Willie’s Prayer. (Another long poem, about Mauchline’s Holy Fair, also excites Auld’s ire.)

Burns and his cronies disparage these prurient creatures as the houghmagandie pack, and the fascination of the Church with controlling sexuality (which seems to be the goal of all religions) is noted. “Auld had long been made aware of the peculiar fact that when any of the congregation had to appear on the sessional carpet for a sexual offence, he could count on a full attendance from his lay-shepherds. No other sin so excited their holy zeal for probing into the mystery of the passionate relationship between man and woman and the theological relationship between both and the Presbyterian conception of God.”

When Burns meets Jean he is immediately smitten (though he does have a weakness for imagining himself in love.) Jean’s father dislikes him on reputation alone and has already forbidden her to have anything to do with him. But the attraction is too strong for both of them and she and Burns sign a paper to the effect that they have married. This is without benefit of clergy but would apparently have been recognised legally. He is too poor to support a wife though. The song in the green thorn tree of the book’s title is the one Jean sings at their trysting site.

The inevitable happens and Jean’s father and mother prevail on her to disown him, paper or no. Incensed, Burns turns to Highland Mary (Campbell) for solace and resolves to leave for the Caribbean, arranging a passage for himself and Mary whom he dispatches to Greenock to hide her pregnancy. Some boy, as they say.

In the meantime his poem some of which Barke has Burns conjure up on the spot, have been gaining a reputation and it is arranged for a book of his poetry (Chiefly in the Scottish Dialect) to be published by subscription, or at least promise of payment. He wrestles over which verses to publish as some may be considered too controversial, publishers then, as now, reluctant to take too much of a risk.

Barke’s writing is workmanlike, with occasional veerings into purple prose when describing landscape. Several of the quoted poems have their verses written as speech which detracts from the ability to read them as poems but since Burns was reciting them to others I suppose that’s fair enough. The characterisation is broad brush.

I note that the Church’s strictures against houghmagandie seem to have been spectacularly unsuccessful as several instances of compearing are mentioned in the book – including that of a couple who married before the evidence blossomed, though their marriage did not in any way mitigate the offence. When Burns has to stand for his “fornication” with Jean Armour there is no room on the cutty stool. He is one of five people, including Jean, arraigned on the same day.

 

Pedant’s corner:- Barke still spells the town Machlin rather than Mauchline, “womankind were crowding in” (womankind is singular; ‘womankind was crowding in’.) Surgeoners! (it was possessive not plural; ‘Surgeoner’s!’,) “knit his brows” (knitted.) “The company were soon in a grand mood” (The company was soon in a grand mood,) staunched (stanched.)

Brandsbutt Symbol Stone, Inverurie

This stone is now in the middle of a housing estate in Inverurie, Aberdeenshire. It was once part of a stone circle.

Brandsbutt Symbol Stone in Situ, Inverurie

Stone’s markings:-

Markings on Brandsbutt Symbol Stone, Inverurie

Information Board :-

Information Board at Brandsbutt Symbol Stone, Inverurie

Reelin’ in the Years 250: Shine on Silver Sun. RIP Dave Cousins

(For some reason this didn’t appear as scheduled on Friday 18th) so I’ve rescheduled it for today.

Dave Cousins, singer, songwriter and main man of The Strawbs, died last week.

I featured their first UK hit, Lay Down, here.

Their biggest hit, Part of the Union, wasn’t written by Cousins but also wasn’t entirely typical of their output.

Their only other top 40 hit was this one.

The Strawbs: Shine on Silver Sun

 

David Joseph (Dave) Cousins (born David Joseph Hindson): 7/1/1940 – 13/7/25. So it goes.

 

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