Showing posts with label ruins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ruins. Show all posts

Tuesday, 10 March 2026

Skulferatu #147 - Balgone Barns Windmill, North Berwick

 

In a field outside of North Berwick there is an old and ruined stone tower.  It stands in an island of rough grass looking out over the ever-changing crops being grown and harvested around it.  I have often cycled by on the narrow country road that takes you past it and had thought that while it looked a bit like the remains of some fairytale tower fallen into disrepair, it was probably just one of the many dovecotes scattered around East Lothian.  However, though it was latterly used as that, it turns out that it was originally built as a windmill.

 

A photo of a tower standing in the middle of a field.  The top of the tower slopes down at an angle.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Balgone Barns Windmill

 

A photo showing a closer view of the tower standing in the middle of a field.  The top of the tower slopes down at an angle.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Balgone Barns Windmill

 

A photo showing a closer view of the tower standing in the middle of a field.  The top of the tower slopes down at an angle.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Balgone Barns Windmill

 

The windmill was built in the late 17th century for milling barley and is constructed of rubble and freestone.  It has an underground vault that extends out from the tower and about twenty feet into the field, which I assume was probably some sort of storage area.  The windmill carried on in its original industrious purpose up until the 18th century when it fell into disuse and was then more than likely abandoned for a while.  Its working life over, someone, probably the local landowner, thought it would make a good doocot, so had it heightened by about ten feet and converted into that.  The building was recorded in 1799 on a map of Haddingtonshire by William Forrest as being a ‘Pidgeon Cot’.  How long it carried on in this function I have no idea, but at some point, a big chunk of the tower collapsed, and it fell out of use again.

 

A photo showing a stone arch rising from the ground with a stone tower standing behind it.  In the distance a hill can be seen.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Vault entrance to Balgone Barns Windmill

 

A photo showing a stone arch rising from the ground with a stone tower standing behind it.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Vault entrance to Balgone Barns Windmill

 

A photo showing the grass covered curve of an underground vault with the ruins of the tower standing behind it.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Windmill tower and vault

 

A view of the tower showing a bricked up doorway and the jutting stones of the ruined upper part of the tower.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
View of the windmill tower

 

I had hoped to have a look around this building for a while but thought it best to wait until the crops around it had been harvested. Then they were and it rained for what seemed like weeks afterwards leaving the field a muddy mire.  So, after a few days of autumn sunshine I took a trip out and trudged through the field to the ruin.  The field was not quite as dry as I hoped, and the mud was a sticky clay that stuck and balled around my feet turning my stride into a boot heavy drag.

 

A black and white photo of the tower with the sun behind it casting a triangular shadow out over the muddy ground of the field.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Silhouette and shadow

 

Wanting to get into the building I walked first of all to the doorway only to find that there was a ten-foot drop to the ground below.  Having no intention of being thwarted I then followed the line of the vault round to where there was another way in.  Ducking through into the short tunnel there, I got through and into the structure of the windmill itself.

 

A view inside a vault with an arched stone roof and a trodden earth floor.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Inside the vault

 

A view looking out of the arched roof vault to the sunlight.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Looking out from the vault

 

Like in so many other earth floored ruins I’ve wandered around I found that I was quickly surrounded by little biting flies who nipped at my balding head in a frenzy of blood lust.  Unfortunately for them, a few swipes over of my hand and their feeding frenzy was over.  Well, until the next lot appeared.

 

Inside the tower of the windmill, it was quiet and warm, with the sunlight from above spiralling down.  I watched the clouds above scudding past in the sky and thought how relaxing it would be, if the nasty, little biting flies weren’t around, to sit there in a comfy armchair and spend an hour or two just looking up.  Maybe one day I’ll dig a deep hole to lie in and watch the sky.

 

A view from inside the tower looking up with the blue sky in the circle above.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Looking up to the sky

 

Before leaving, I left the Skulferatu that had accompanied me, in a gap in the tower wall of the old windmill.

 

A photo showing a small, ceramic skull (Skulferatu #147) being held up with the ruins of Balgone Barns Windmill in the background.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Skulferatu #147

 

A photo showing a small, ceramic skull (Skulferatu #147) in a gap in a stone wall.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Skulferatu #147 in a gap in the tower wall

 

A photo showing a small, ceramic skull (Skulferatu #147) in a gap in a stone wall.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project. 
Skulferatu #147 in a gap in the tower wall

 

Google Map showing location of Skulferatu #147 
Map showing location of Skulferatu #147

 

The coordinates for the location of the Skulferatu are -

 

Latitude 56.035724

Longitude -2.718919

 

what3words: flagging.copiers.legend

 

I used the following sources for information on Balgone Barns Windmill –

 

Canmore - Balgone Barns Windmill, North Berwick

 

Historic Environment Scotland - Balgone Farm, Old Windmill

 

National Library of Scotland – William Forrest, Mapmaker

 

 

 

Tuesday, 19 August 2025

Skulferatu #139 - Macduff's Castle, East Wemyss, Kirkcaldy, Fife

 

After taking a trip to the Wemyss Caves, I made my way around and up to the hill above them. On top of this hill, there sits a ruinous and crumbling tower, this is all that remains of Macduff’s Castle.  This Castle has traditionally been associated with the Eleventh Century Thane of Fife, Macduff, and was the setting of a very famous fictional murder.  It was here that Shakespeare had the evil assassins, sent by Macbeth, brutally murder Macduff’s wife and children. Of course, Shakespeare made all of this up and none of it actually happened, and though it was believed the Thane of Fife had a fortification somewhere around the area, it is not known where.  

 

A wooden model of a castle with a low wall around it and two small bushes growing inside the wall.  In the distance behind the model castle is a modern housing estate.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
A model of how Macduff’s Castle may have looked

 

Illustration of the ruins of Macduff's Castle showing two towers with a building in the middle and a low wall surrounding the building.  Illustration based on a sketch taken from The Castellated and Domestic Architecture of Scotland from the Twelfth to the Eighteenth Century, Volume 4 by David MacGibbon and Thomas Ross.
Illustration of the ruins of Macduff’s Castle circa 1892

 

The earliest part of the castle that stands here now was built in the Fourteenth Century by the Wemyss family, who were descendants of the Macduff’s.  Later buildings were added in the fifteenth and Sixteenth centuries and the castle ended up consisting of two towers connected by a gatehouse sitting between them.  As with many castles, Macduff’s castle was owned over time by several families who added some buildings and modified others. Then in 1630 it was bought back by the Wemyss family.  The last records of it being in use was in 1666 when Lady Jean Wemyss, Countess of Sutherland, sent her children to live there as she was worried that the plague ravaging parts of England would reach Edinburgh.  It didn’t.  At some point after this the castle was abandoned and fell into decay and ruin.  Up until 1967, two of the castle’s towers still stood, but then fearing for the safety of children playing around the ruins, Fife Council had the eastern tower demolished.  Then, in the 1970s a Dovecote that had stood on the shore down from the castle was destroyed by the sea. What remains of the castle is crumbling and cracked with much hidden in deep undergrowth.  It is however now a Scheduled Ancient Monument.

 

A photo of the ruin of a red stoned tower building jutting out from bushed and trees.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The ruins of Macduff’s Castle

 

A closer view of the red stone tower.  Most of the front wall has gone.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The ruins of Macduff’s Castle

 

Macduff’s Castle, like all good castles, has tales of a ghost wandering its empty ruins.  Known locally as the Grey Lady, she is said to be the ghost of Mary Sibbald.  The story goes that she was a servant girl at the castle who was accused of theft.  At her trial she vehemently denied the charges, but was found guilty and sentenced to be publicly flogged.  The executioner who carried out the flogging was a cruel man, and so severely did he strike her that she died a few days later of her injuries.  Ever since, she has wandered the castle and its grounds silently protesting her innocence to anyone who may see her.

 

* * *

 

Ignoring the danger to life signs, I pushed myself through bushes and undergrowth and made my way around the castle. 

 

A view of the weather worn ruins of the tower building.  On the wall can be seen the marks left where the roof of the gatehouse was at one time.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Ruins of Macduff’s Castle

 

A view of a round tower on rectangular building.  Both are ruined with cracks running down the stone walls.  There are slit windows in the tower.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Macduff’s Castle rising up from the undergrowth

 

A round stone tower jutting out from undergrowth and a tree.  The tower has two slit windows in it.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Tower at MacDuff’s Castle

 

A view looking over fields of ripened corn with a few trees scattered here and there.  In the distance can be seen the sea.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
View from Macduff’s Castle

 

At the back there was an entrance of crumbling stone into what I assume was a cellar.  Inside it was damp and dank with a floor littered with cans, bottles and a condom or two.  Lovely.  Leaving the cellar and cutting around, I made my way to the main part of the remaining tower and clambered up onto the crumbling stage like floor. 

 

A view inside the ruined red stone building.  There is a barred doorway with an empty window up in the wall above it.  A huge crack runs down one of the walls.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The crumbling ruins of the castle

 

A view of the tower stairwell and spiral staircase.  On one side are the stairs going up and there is a slit window there.  On the other side are the stairs going down.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The tower stairwell

 

A view of a wall in which there is an opening that looks a bit like a mouth while up above are two holes that look like eyes.  The holes are probably a fireplace and where the supports for the floor above would have been.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
A fireplace, maybe?

 

A wall of weather worn red stone - some of the stones have deep holes and pit marks in them.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Weather worn stones of the castle

 

Inside Macduff’s Castle

 

The place was a perfect setting for a performance of Macbeth, and I could almost imagine the arrival of the assassins –

 

Lady Macduff: (On being told by a messenger she should flee the castle)

Whither should I fly?
I have done no harm. But I remember now
I am in this earthly world, where to do harmed
Is often laudable, to do good sometime
Accounted dangerous folly. Why then, alas,
Do I put up that womanly defence
To say I have done no harm?

 

(Enter Murderers)

 

Lady Macduff:

What are these faces?

 

Murderer: 

Where is your husband?

 

Lady Macduff:

I hope in no place so unsanctified
Where such as thou mayst find him.

 

Murderer:

He’s a traitor.

 

Macduff’s Son:

Thou liest, thou shag-eared villain!

 

Murderer:

What, you egg?
(Stabbing him) Young fry of treachery!

 

Macduff’s Son:

He has killed
me, mother.
Run away, I pray you.  (Dies)

 

(Exit Lady Macduff crying - Murder!)

 

* * *

 

Before leaving the castle, I left the Skulferatu that had accompanied me in a hole in the wall of the tower.

 

A photo of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 139) being held up with the ruins of Macduff's Castle in the background.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #139

 

A photo of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 139) in a hollow in a red stone wall.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #139 in a hole in the wall of the castle tower

 

A close-up photo of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 139) in a hollow in a red stone wall.  Photograph by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #139 in a hole in the wall of the castle tower

 

TomTom Map showing location of Skulferatu #139
Map showing location of Skulferatu #139

 

The coordinates for the location of the Skulferatu are -

 

Latitude 56.162476
Longitude -3.058048
 
what3words: chuck.steep.womb

 

I used the following sources for information on MacDuff’s Castle –

 

The Castellated and Domestic Architecture of Scotland from the Twelfth to the Eighteenth Century, Volume 4
by David MacGibbon and Thomas Ross
1892
 
The Complete Works of Shakespeare
The Alexander Text
1951
 
Leven Mail - Wednesday 19 July 1967
 

 

 

Tuesday, 11 March 2025

Skulferatu #133 - Lincluden Collegiate Church, Lincluden, Dumfries


On a recent trip down to Dumfries, I ventured away from the main thoroughfares and into a large housing estate where I cut through to a peaceful bit of land sitting just outside it.  On this bit of land, that sits on a curve where the River Nith and the waters of the Cluden meet, are the ruins of an ancient abbey and church by the name of Lincluden. Once a hive of religious activity, and a bit of scandal, the ruins are now mainly a hangout for bored kids, where in the evening and away from disapproving eyes, they go to drink cheap booze and smoke and vape.  During the day however, the ruins also attract the occasional tourist like me.

 

A photo showing a ruined stone building in a field.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Lincluden Collegiate Church

 

A photo showing the jagged ruins of a once tall stone building. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
College Tower

 

The history of Lincluden Abbey goes way, way back to 1164 when it was founded by Uchtred, Lord of Galloway.  It was originally a Benedictine nunnery and though small, it was endowed with various gifts from Uchtred such as farmsteads and land from which it could benefit and derive wealth.     It was probably just as well that Uchtred had given them land rather than cash, as his life ended suddenly and brutally. From 1161 to 1174 he had ruled Galloway along with his half-brother, Gilbert.  In 1174 both Uchtred and Gilbert took part, along with William I of Scotland, in an invasion of Northumberland.  This ended in disaster and King William was captured.  The brothers, seeing a way to be free of William, seized his properties in Galloway and then petitioned King Henry I of England to ‘take them from the authority of the King of Scots, and govern them himself.’  Before this could happen, the brothers fell out and things between them got quite heated.  So much so, that Gilbert and his son Malcolm, seized Uchtred at his home, tortured him horribly and then killed him.  King Henry, on hearing of Uchtred’s murder decided that Gilbert was not a man to be trusted and refused the request to remove Galloway from King William.  Gilbert then had to apologise to both kings, promise not to get up to any mischief again, and pay out a wodge of cash to make amends for killing his brother.

 

A photo of the ruins of a stone tower like building with a wall running along from it. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
College Tower at Lincluden

 

A photo of a stone room with a curved arch of stone over a small window and small rectangular recess. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Inside the College Tower

 

A photo showing a stone wall with a door and a window up above it.  Through the door and window can be seen the outside world of blue skies and green grass.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Inside the College Tower

 

In the late 14th Century, the abbey and its lands became part of the fiefdom of another Lord of Galloway, Archibald Douglas.  He was known as Archibald the Grim, a nickname given to him because of his sinister looks and evil deeds.  As you may guess, his arrival did not bode well for the nuns at Lincluden.  Archibald decided he didn’t want a nunnery there, he wanted monks praying for his soul, proper blokes, not woosie women.  So, he started some rumours that the nuns were all a bit naughty.  He spread round lies that they weren’t virgins and rather than praying they were bonking their brains out with any man who would have them, the abbey was no longer a house of God, but rather a nursery full of the nuns’ illegitimate children.  Turning the local populace against the nuns, he then had them expelled, rebuilt the abbey and also had a large church built there.  Amongst the clergymen who resided there, Archibald paid for twenty-four bedesmen, men whose soul purpose was to pray for Archibald’s soul.

 

When Archibald died, his son, also called Archibald, took over his lands.   He married Princess Margaret, the daughter of King Robert III of Scotland, and the pair spent a great deal of money on the church at Lincluden.  They had various heraldic symbols relating to their families carved into the stone there, some of which can be seen around the buildings today.  In 1424, Archibald left for France with a large force of troops to assist Charles VII of France in his war against England.  There the King made him Marshal of France and Duke of Touraine. Unfortunately for Archibald, despite being given these grand titles, he was killed a few months later during the Battle of Verneuil when the Franco-Scottish force was heavily defeated by the English army. 

 

After Archibald’s death, Margaret bestowed even more wealth on the church at Lincluden and had carvings of the heraldic symbols showing Archibald’s French titles added.  On her death, Margaret was buried in the church, her tomb still a prominent feature there.

 

A photo showing the carved figure of someone lying as if asleep with a curved arch of ornamental stone above them.  The figure is broken and worn away.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Tomb of Princess Margaret

 

A photo of an ornate stone doorway.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Doorway to the Sacristy

 

A view of various ruined stone walls with a green leaved tree in the background. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
The Sacristy

 

A view up a curving stone tower with a circle of the sky up above.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
A view to the heavens above

 

A photo of a jagged ruined wall with a window in it and a blue sky up above. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Looking up

 

A black and white photo of three stone arches where the abbey windows would have once been. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Windows in the wall of the Nave

 

A black and white photo of a stone arch where an abbey window would have once been. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Window in the wall of the Nave

 

Lincluden stayed with the Douglas family and survived the Reformation.  In 1585 the last Mass was held there, this being organised by a Catholic nobleman, John Maxwell, the Earl of Morton.  This did not go down well with Protestant authorities who had him summoned before the Privy Council and imprisoned for several months.  On his release Maxwell promptly travelled off to Spain to help plot the Spanish Armada.

 

The Abbey passed through various owners, and at one time part of it was converted into a house.  It was eventually abandoned in the early 1700s and quickly fell into disrepair.

 

A view over a flat grassy area to a ruined stone building with an arched window on the right and a tower on the left.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
View of the abbey from the motte and gardens

 

A view over a flat grassy area to part of a ruined stone building with a large arch where a window would have once been.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
View of the abbey from the motte and gardens

 

In 1775 Lincluden was visited by the traveller and writer Thomas Pennant.  He described the buildings as looking desolate with much of the roofs gone.  Inside the church he found that the figure on Princess Margaret’s tomb had been mutilated and wrote that – ‘the bones of the deceased had been scattered about the floor of the choir by some wretches who broke open the repository in search of treasure.’

 

A drawing of a ruined building with trees growing around it and a river meandering past.
Lincluden Abbey and College by William McDowall - 1886

 

A drawing showing the carved figure of someone lying as if asleep with a curved arch of ornamental stone above them.
Princess Margaret's Tomb by William McDowall - 1886

 

The ruins were later cleaned up and a caretaker installed to look after them.  Then in 1922 they were taken into state care and are now looked after by Historic Environment Scotland.

 

After wandering around the ruins in the afternoon sunshine, I left the Skulferatu that had accompanied me on a mossy stone in one of the old, vaulted chapels.

 

A photo showing a hand holding up a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 133) with the ruins of Lincluden Abbey in the background. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #133

 

A photo of part of a roofless stone building looking along to an arched wall at the far end. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
One of the old, vaulted chapels

 

A photo of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 133) on a mossy stone in one of the old, vaulted chapels. Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #133 on a mossy stone in one of the old, vaulted chapels

 

A photo of a small ceramic skull (Skulferatu 133) on a mossy stone in one of the old, vaulted chapels.  Photo by Kevin Nosferatu for the Skulferatu Project.
Skulferatu #133 on a mossy stone in one of the old, vaulted chapels

 

TomTom Map showing the location of Skulferatu #133
Map showing the location of Skulferatu #133

 

The coordinates for the location of the Skulferatu are -

 
Latitude 55.084991
Longitude -3.620781
 
what3words: analogy.sprouted.wolf

 

I used the following sources for information on Lincluden Collegiate Church –

 
Chronicles of Lincluden
William McDowall
1886
 
Scotland's Ruined Abbeys
Howard Crosby Butler
1900
 
The Scots Peerage
David Douglas
1907
 
National Art Survey Of Scotland
Examples of Scottish Architecture from the 12th to the 17th Century
Volume II
Thomas Ross & Robert Lorimer
1923