endlessrarities | Muddling Through my De Morevilles...

I found a particularly lovely annual poppy in the garden today and was going to post a photo of it, but since I've been going on and on about gardens and plants for what feels like ages, I'll give it a rest and talk about Edinburgh.

I was sent across to our fair capital today to do some research. I was hoping to get back to the National Archives but my first port of call took all day so I didn't get a chance to photograph Charlotte Square in the sunlight.

It was back up Fleshmarket Close instead (lovely!) and just to prove it, here's a view down the Royal Mile towards Holyrood and John Knox's House (Phooey to you, Mister Knox, says this representative of the Monstrous Regiment):-

As you can see, everyone was out enjoying the sunshine...

I spent my day trawling through excavation photographs from works carried out at Kilwinning in the 60s. And of course I was reading up on my site history. I've a horrible feeling that in my previous post on the subject, I got muddled with my De Morevilles. I thought the father of the infamous Hugh was another Hugh, but he was in fact a Richard. Hugh's older brother was a Richard, too, who predeceased his father,

Poor old De Moreville Senior... He must have wondered what he'd done to deserve an older son that died before his father, and a younger lad that thought it smart to bump off a certain Archbishop. And all this in spite of the fact that Richard Senior founded a rather smart abbey in the West of Scotland!! Apologies for the muddle, if there was one - all you smart medievalists out there (and I know there's a few!) will probably be feeling rather smug...

Guess I should stick to the prehistory and the Minoans. It's so much easier when you haven't a clue what everyone's called!