Glasgow’s Burrell Collection has something for (almost) everyone

Posted on June 25, 2026 by Hilary Robertson

The Burrell Collection, housed in a purpose-built gallery in Glasgow’s Pollok Country Park, is a remarkable collection of over 9,000 artworks and objects gifted to the people of Glasgow in 1944 by shipping magnate Sir William Burrell and his wife, Lady Constance. Begun in the 1870s, the collection includes objects from ancient civilisations, European art, arms and armour, tapestries, stained glass, furniture, architectural fragments and one of Europe’s most important collections of Chinese art.

The collection was in storage for many years because Sir William’s stipulations about how it should be housed and displayed made finding a suitable venue difficult. He insisted on a countryside setting to protect the objects from the air pollution of Victorian Glasgow’s heavy industry but he also wanted it to be easily accessible. Finally, a new gallery was designed and built in Pollok Country Park to the south of the city and opened in 1983. Since then, a major refurbishment has increased the amount of space for displaying the collection by opening new areas of the building to the public. A great way to find out more about the collection is to join one of the free guided tours. The guide on my recent visit was knowledgeable about the man behind the collection as well as the artworks themselves so that I left with a better understanding of how Sir William approached collecting and why he gifted the lot to his native city.

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Days out: Falkland village and palace

Posted on June 10, 2026 by Hilary Robertson

The picturesque Fife village of Falkland is dominated by the Renaissance palace that shares its name. The palace and gardens are managed by the National Trust for Scotland and make a great destination for a day out from Tigh a’ Mhaide. The palace was a favourite royal playground where Scotland’s kings and queens hunted and relaxed. More recently, the palace and Falkland village featured in the TV series Outlander, standing in for Inverness.

The medieval castle that preceded the palace at Falkland was a stronghold of the earls of Fife. It became the property of the Scottish crown in 1425 when Murdoch Stewart, earl of Fife at the time, was arrested, tried and executed for involvement in the gruesome murder of the heir to the throne. The murder victim was David, duke of Rothesay, who was thought to have been starved to death at Falkland by Murdoch’s father, Robert.

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Keeping a lookout at Loch Katrine

Posted on September 18, 2025 by Hilary Robertson

This summer was my first opportunity to visit the new lookout tower at Loch Katrine. I had the good fortune to be there on a beautiful day and it was well worth the short climb to the top. Built on three levels with information boards on the lower two and an open platform at the top for looking out over the loch and surrounding hills, the tower is near a viewpoint favoured by generations of visitors to Loch Katrine.

The tower is named after Roderick Dhu*, the fictional clan chief in the 1810 poem The Lady of the Lake written by Sir Walter Scott and often credited with starting tourism to Loch Katrine and The Trossachs. The tower stands on the site of a wicker hut built to shelter early tourists and intended to encourage artists and writers to visit and be inspired by the landscape.

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Things to do when it rains… Part 3: Visit a historic library

Posted on May 26, 2025 by Hilary Robertson

A visit to the Library of Innerpeffray, near the Perthshire town of Crieff, is a must for history and book lovers. Founded around 1680 by David Drummond, third Lord Madertie, it is the oldest public lending library in Scotland. The library initially comprised Drummond’s personal collection of books which he stored in the 16th-century St Mary’s Chapel and made available to local people to borrow free of charge.

The original library was housed in St Mary’s Chapel (left) before moving to its current home in the purpose-built, adjacent building (centre).

In the mid-1700s, Robert Hay Drummond commissioned a new building for the library adjacent to the chapel and the books are housed there still. On a recent visit, we were greeted as we arrived by Lara Haggerty, Keeper of the Books, who explained the origins of the library, its expansion into the current building and some of the highlights of the collection. Before we started the tour, we got to choose a souvenir bookmark featuring woodcut illustrations from some of the collection’s 16th and 17th century books, and emboss it with the library’s stamp.

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Things to do when it rains… Part 2: Make a ring

Posted on August 26, 2024 by Hilary Robertson

Silversmith Darren Rice makes Celtic-inspired jewellery at his workshop in rural Perthshire. Nestled in the hills near Balquhidder, Darren’s workshop at Immeroin is a beautiful old stone building with space for two people at a time to make their own silver rings in a half-day workshop.

The workshop at Immeroin Farm is in a quiet, rural location.

I was fortunate enough to be the only person at my ring-making workshop so I had Darren’s undivided attention. When I arrived we discussed whether I had a style in mind (I didn’t) and he showed me a comprehensive range of silver strips from which to choose the material for my ring. He suggested different designs I could try and measured an existing ring to make sure that my finished product would be the right size.

Darren’s workshop has two stations for visiting ring makers.

I choose to attempt a double-layered ring. To start, Darren showed me how to cut strips of the right length from two different widths of silver. We then moved to decorating the narrower strip and fixing it to the wider band before bending the resulting silver ‘sandwich’ it into a ring shape. Polishing the seam was a challenge and I didn’t quite manage the invisible join of a professional silversmith but under Darren’s guidance I achieved a respectable finish. Another stage in the process was to put the ring in a polishing bath from which it emerged shiny and sparkling, and looking far more professional than I had expected.

This was a thoroughly enjoyable way to spend an afternoon, learning a new skill and finding out more about the inspirations behind Darren’s own jewellery. Darren was an informative and encouraging teacher and it was fascinating to hear about his work. You can find out more about his workshops on his website: https://www.darrenrice.co.uk/product/silver-ring-making-workshop/. Darren also runs ‘Make your own wedding rings’ workshops for engaged couples.

Mirror, mirror among the trees…

Posted on August 18, 2023 by Hilary Robertson

Walkers on the trails at the Forest Lodge Visitor Centre near Aberfoyle might be surprised to encounter some silent figures lurking among the trees. In fact, they are easy to miss but, once seen, are fascinating. They are the work of Scots sculptor Rob Mulholland and aim to encourage us to think about our relationship with both the natural and the man-made environment.

In 2009, Mr Mulholland created a series of six 1.8 metre high sculptures in polished stainless steel for temporary installation near what was then known as David Marshall Lodge.* The installation proved so popular, that Mr Mulholland was commissioned to create a further group of six, life-sized figures for permanent display. Describing the project on his website, the sculptor says: “Before the First World War, this area of Scotland was open hillside with small sheep farming crofts (farms) and rural communities. The crofters were moved to other land by the government as there was a desperate need for timber after the war. The area was planted with fast growing conifer trees suitable for harvesting softwood and the landscape altered once again. One can still see the faint outlines of the crofts and past settlements within the forest.”

It is these individuals, the previous residents of the area, that the sculptures represent. They stand quietly in the forest, reflecting the environment and sometimes passers-by. From some angles, they appear in outline, from others they merge into the background, barely distinguishable from the trees around them.

You can read more about these figures and Rob Mulholland’s other public art online here.

* The lodge was built by the Carnegie UK Trust in the 1950s based on the ideas of its chair David Marshall. The Trust gifted the Lodge to the Forestry Commission in 1960s but it continued to be known as David Marshall Lodge until 2013.

Killiecrankie: history, nature and adventure

Posted on July 27, 2023 by Hilary Robertson

Today marks the 334th anniversary of the Battle of Killiecrankie. It was fought on July 27, 1689 between Jacobite forces led by John Graham of Claverhouse, first viscount Dundee* and government troops under Major-General Hugh Mackay. The battle was part of the Highland War that followed the overthrow of the Catholic king James VII of Scotland and II of England in favour of Protestant William of Orange and his wife Mary (James’s elder daughter). Heavily outnumbered, the Jacobite forces achieved an unexpected victory in the short battle that evening but Dundee was shot dead in the final stages. Without Dundee, the Jacobites were unable to replicate their success and were defeated the following month at Dunkeld, and although a fierce campaign of raid and counter-raid followed, the war ended in a truce in the summer of 1691.

The Battle of Killiecrankie was the first major action in Scotland between supporters of the ousted King James (the Jacobites) and William of Orange’s army. Near the battle site, at the northern end of the Pass of Killiecrankie, a National Trust for Scotland visitor centre summarises the story. The main action took place about a mile from the visitor centre, across what is now the A9 main road from Perth to Inverness, but the narrow, deep gorge of the pass played an important role in the battle too as government soldiers advanced along it then fled back the same way, pursued by their Jacobite opponents.

Imagine making this leap with enemy soldiers hot on your heels.

The river flowing through the Pass of Killiecrankie is the Garry and there are several riverside walks along the gorge which make for a lovely afternoon out amidst beautiful scenery. The pass is also a rich wildlife habitat and the National Trust has plenty of information at the visitor centre and along the routes about its conservation work.

About two-thirds of the way along the pass, a green, metal footbridge spans the river. Looking north up the pass, the drop to the gorge floor seems huge but, turning to the south, the road bridge is even higher, emphasising the sheer depth of the pass.

The footbridge across the Garry pictured from the road bridge.

The River Garry road bridge is over 130 feet above the gorge floor.

The height of the road bridge above the gorge means adventurous folk can hurl themselves off a platform slung below it towards the river, 132 feet below, on the end of a rope. Bungee jumping isn’t for me but when I passed yesterday, there were several people leaping into the abyss and a small audience had gathered on the riverside to watch. In the same area, is a course of nine zip lines through the trees and across the river, so if physical thrills are your thing Killiecrankie is a good place to go.

The southern end of the pass broadens out towards the confluence of the rivers Garry and Tummel. Close to this junction are the waterfalls at Linn of Tummel. These are well worth a visit. Queen Victoria clearly thought so as there is an obelisk nearby commemorating her visit to the spot in 1844. (Is there anywhere she didn’t visit?) The walk to the falls passes under the road bridge and continues along the western river bank. There are plenty of places where you can get right down to the water and yesterday paddle boarders, canoeists and swimmers were making the most of ready access to the water from extensive pebble beaches.

* John Graham was only around 40 when he was killed at Killiecrankie. He had served in the military since his early 20s and was recognised as a skilled leader. His relative youth and handsome face earned him the nickname Bonnie Dundee in some quarters. However, others remember him as Bluidy Clavers because of his violent suppression of covenanters in south-west Scotland. But that’s another story.

Two lochs walk

Posted on June 17, 2023 by Hilary Robertson

One challenge of living in The Trossachs is deciding which of the many options to take for a walk in lovely countryside on a fine summer’s day. This was my dilemma last week when I found myself with time to spare on a wonderfully sunny afternoon. I hadn’t been to Loch Drunkie for a while so a walk there seemed a good option, and returning by Loch Venachar made for a good circular route. The walk was a whisker over six miles and took a couple of hours at a leisurely pace with plenty of stops to admire the view.

I began by crossing Brig o’ Michael and joining the Three Lochs Forest Drive at Achray Farm. Turning left towards Loch Venachar, I followed the drive for about a mile then turned off to the right onto a rough path leading uphill through the trees to cut out a long loop of the Forest Drive. After about half a mile I re-joined the Forest Drive near the Loch Drunkie picnic area.

It was still lunchtime when I arrived and the area was busy with other walkers and visitors stopping on their tour of the Forest Drive to admire the view and enjoy a picnic. Their peace was somewhat disturbed when a pickup with a large trailer rolled up and disgorged two workers with strimmers and industrial mowers. I felt sorry for them in all their protective gear on such a hot day. They quickly set to with their noisy machinery, so I left them to it and headed back into the quiet of the forest.

I took a shady path along the shore of the northern ‘arm’ of the loch which forms part of the Loch Drunkie Trail (more about this trail here). The path cuts through the trees high above the waterline at the start before descending eventually towards the water. There’s access to the shore at several points and plenty of convenient boulders on which to sit and admire the view.

The remainder of the Loch Drunkie Trail doubles back to return through the forest to the picnic area, but I continued on along the lochside to the dam at the northern end of the loch. All the way, iridescent-blue damselflies darted around my feet, sometimes settling on stones at the side of the path. Despite all my attempts to snap a photo, they were too fast, flying off immediately I approached.

Leaving Loch Drunkie and its dam behind, I continued north along a minor path heading downhill through the forest. Before long, Loch Venachar was visible through the trees and I emerged onto the Aberfoyle to Callander section of National Cycle Route 7 (NCR 7).

After following the shore for a while, the path leads past the Black Water Marshes, a Site of Special Scientific Interest (SSSI), important as a flood plain and freshwater habitat.

The tree-lined path then continues on for another half a mile before joining the Three Lochs Forest Drive and the remainder of my walk followed the Drive back towards Brig o’ Turk.

Near the end of the walk, I passed again through Achray Farm and was greeted by goats lazing in the sun. The farm’s ice cream kiosk was open and, luckily for me as someone who isn’t an ice cream fan (yes, there are such people!), it also sells sorbets. I rounded off my walk with a delicious and refreshing raspberry sorbet. A lovely end to a sunny afternoon in the countryside.

Things to do when it rains… Part 1: Throw a pot

Posted on May 25, 2023 by Hilary Robertson

The Trossachs, even in summer, can be a wet place but the rain is what makes our woodland so green and lush, fills the lochs so that they sparkle when the sun does shine, and keeps the rivers and burns flowing and the waterfalls spectacular. Popular activities for visitors to the area are cycling, walking and water sports and many enthusiasts aren’t deterred by a little water falling from the sky, whether it’s a light smirr or a determined deluge. But not everyone is comfortable getting soaked so this is the first of two posts about things to do locally under cover. (They are also fun to do even when the sun is shining).

I had the good fortune to spend a couple of hours at the Whimsy in the Wild pottery studio near Aberfoyle with potter Cindy McLoughlin, whose work is inspired by the Scottish landscapes around her. Luckily for me, she also runs pottery workshops ranging from a couple of hours for complete novices learning to create a bowl on a wheel, through full day ‘throwing classes’ to three day workshops which extend the experience from making to glazing.

As it happened, it was a glorious sunny day when I joined one of Cindy’s introductory throwing classes. Cindy’s pottery is at the top of the Duke’s Pass, a scenic road linking Aberfoyle with The Trossachs which I’ve written about before, and the surrounding hills and forest provide a beautiful backdrop. Our class began with a tour of Cindy’s workshop, an expert demonstration of throwing a bowl, and an explanation of the drying, firing and glazing stages required to produce a finished piece of pottery. Then it was time to get our hands dirty, cutting our own clay and throwing it in Cindy’s studio above the pottery.

We found our individual pottery wheels waiting in the upstairs studio.

Four is the maximum for a class meaning Cindy can give each person plenty of individual attention while they work at their wheel. Our afternoon class allowed enough time for two attempts at a small bowl. For the first, Cindy talked us through step-by-step, retrieved off-centre clay if required and gently guided us to produce an acceptably-shaped bowl. For our second attempt, we were on our own with scope to be as adventurous as we liked, although Cindy was on hand to advise and help whenever required. I failed to achieve the wider, shallower bowl I was aiming for with my second attempt but still ended the afternoon with two serviceable bowls and we all agreed that the ‘rustic wrinkle’ in my solo attempt was rather fetching.

Our finished bowls are laid out ready for drying, glazing and firing.

Throwing and shaping finished to our satisfaction, our bowls were laid out ready for Cindy to glaze and fire, and a short time later, our finished bowls were ready to collect. (If you live too far away for collection in person to be practical, you can arrange to have your finished pottery sent to you.)

The finished bowls, complete with (unintentional) rustic wrinkle.

This was a wonderful way to spend a summer afternoon and Cindy was superb at demonstrating the techniques then guiding our solo attempts. You can see Cindy’s pottery on her Whimsy in the Wild website where you can also book her classes. Prices start at £49 per person including all materials and tea/coffee.

Rabbie Burns an’ a’ that

Posted on January 25, 2023 by Hilary Robertson

Today is poet Robert Burns’ 264th birthday and Burns suppers, with the traditional fare of haggis, champit tatties* and bashit neeps*, will be taking place this week all over Scotland and beyond. Burns was a prolific writer whose poetry ranged from railing against social injustice to sympathising with a field mouse evicted from a ploughed field, and embraced both the natural and the supernatural.

Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=182644

Generations of Scottish school children enjoyed (or endured) learning and reciting Burns poetry in the run up to Burns’ night. Sometimes, the challenge was simply to learn a piece of poetry in Scots, whether or not it was written by Burns. Few writers are so celebrated internationally as Burns (there are no Tennyson teas or Shakespeare suppers, after all) and Burns’ poetry is undoubtedly meaningful to, and enjoyed by, millions around the world. However, the focus on Burns overshadows other poets writing in Scots. For this reason, for many years after I had learned to recite it, I thought the short, humorous poem The Sair Finger was a Burns’ classic, when in fact it was penned by another Ayrshire-born poet, Walter Wingate.

Writing more than a century after Burns’ death, Wingate contributed poems to the Glasgow Herald among other newspapers and magazines while working as a teacher of maths in Glasgow. His work was published in anthologies but, unlike Burns, Wingate didn’t have his own book of poetry published until after his death in 1918. So here, to give Wingate his due, is The Sair Finger:

You’ve hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
Your pinkie? Deary me!
Noo, juist you haud it that wey till
I get my specs and see!

My, so it is – and there’s the skelf!
Noo, dinna greet nae mair.
See there – my needle’s gotten’t out!
I’m sure that wasna sair?

And noo, to make it hale the morn,
Put on a wee bit saw,
And tie a Bonnie hankie roun’t
Noo, there na – rin awa’!

Your finger sair ana’? Ye rogue,
You’re only lettin’ on.
Weel, weel, then – see noo, there ye are,
Row’d up the same as John!

But it wouldn’t be right to exclude Burns’ work from a post celebrating his birthday so here also is a beautiful rendition of one of his most famous love songs, A Red, Red Rose, sung by the wonderful tenor Jamie MacDougall as the soundtrack to a short film by his lovely daughter Laura MacDougall.

* Champit tatties are mashed potatoes. Bashit neeps are mashed turnips.