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alwaysbringabookwithyou · 5 years

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2018 Reflections and Masterlist

2018 was a really good reading year for me but not the best. I had set myself a target of reading 100 books this year and I read 89- which is not too shabby! This was the year that I started out doing a job I hated, moved to a job I liked okay, and then finally went back to school to do my PhD. I moved across the Atlantic and settled in Boston and got stuck in- it’s been a big year.

Without further ado here are the books I read in 2018 arranged by rating!

Practice of Diaspora: Literature, Translation, and the Rise of Black Internationalism by Brent Hayes Edwards

The Butcher’s Hook by Janet Ellis

Gilead by Marilynne Robinson

The Tower by WB Yeats

No Filter by Orlagh Collins

Masters of the Dew by Jacques Romain trans by Langston Hughes

Maroon by Danielle Legros Georges

Satchmo Blows Up the World: Jazz Ambassadors Play the Cold War by Penny M Von Eschen

Radio Free Dixie: Robert F. Williams and the Roots of Black Power by Timothy B Tyson

Centering Woman: Gender Discourses In Caribbean Slave Society by Hilary Beckles

Mastery, Tyranny, and Desire: Thomas Thistlewood and His Slaves in the Anglo-Jamaican World by Trevor Burnard

What Was African American Literature? by Kenneth Warren

The Souls of Black Folk by WEB Du Boi

What Reconstruction Meant: Historical Memory in the American South by Bruce Baker

Narrative of the Life of Frederick Douglass by Frederick Douglass

The Legacy of Conquest: The Unbroken Past of the American West by Patricia Nelson

Kindred by Octavia E Butler

Lincoln in the Bardo by George Saunders

Landline by Rainbow Rowell

The Awakening by Kate Chopin

Roll of Thunder, Hear My Cry by Mildred D Taylor

Sing, Unburied, Sing by Jesmyn Ward

The Watchmaker of Filigree Street by Natasha Pulley

Notes of a Native Son by James Baldwin

The Start of Me and You by Emery Lord

Carry Me Back: The Domestic Slave Trade in American Life by Steven Deyle

Gender and the Sectional Conflict by Nina SIlber

White Girls by Hilton Als

Cosmopolitanism: Ethics in a World of Strangers by Anthony Kwame Appiah

The New Jim Crow: Mass Incarceration in the Age of Colorblindness by Michelle Alexander

Class Notes: Posing As Politics and Other Thoughts on the American Scene by Adolph Reed

The Cambridge Companion to Frederick Douglass ed. Maurice Lee

The Anarchy of Empire in the Making of U.S. Culture by Amy Kaplan

The Fire Next Time by James Baldwin

The Road by Cormac McCarthy

Electric Light by Seamus Heaney

District and Circle by Seamus

The Goldfinch by Donna Tartt

Don’t Let the Pigeon Drive the Bus by Mo Willems

The Girl on the Train by Paula Hawkins

Children of Blood and Bone by Tomi Adeyemi

Attachments by Rainbow Rowell

The Beginning of the World in the Middle of the Night by Jen Campbell

Giraffes Can’t Dance by Giles Andreae

The Day the Crayons Quit by Oliver Jeffers

Gateway to Freedom: The Hidden History of the Underground Railroad by Eric Foner

Girls and Dolls by Lisa McGee

Soul by Soul: Life Inside the Antebellum Slave Market by Walter Johnson

The Sound of Culture: Diaspora and Black Technopoetics by Louis Chude-Sokei

Never Caught: The Washingtons' Relentless Pursuit of Their Runaway Slave, Ona Judge by Erica Armstrong Dunbar

Consuming the Caribbean: From Arawaks to Zombies by Mimi Sheller

The Audacity of Hope: Thoughts on Reclaiming the American Dream by Barack Obama

Eleanor Oliphant Is Completely Fine by Gail Honeyman

Harry Potter and the Philosopher’s Stone by JK Rowling

Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets by JK Rowling

Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban by JK Rowling

Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire by JK Rowling

The Magician’s Nephew by CS Lewis

The Lion, the Witch, and the Wardrobe by CS Lewis

The Horse and His Boy by CS Lewis

Prince Caspian by CS Lewis

The Voyage of the Dawn Treader by CS Lewis

The Silver Chair by CS Lewis

The Last Battle by CS Lewis

Playing in the Dark: Whiteness and the Literary Imagination by Toni Morrison

Philadelphia, Here I Come! by Brian Friel

The Burning House: How Jim Crow Fostered Diversity, Fueled Dissent, and Made Modern America by Anders Walker

Sula by Toni Morrison

100 Poems by Seamus Heaney

Death of a Naturalist by Seamus Heaney

The Prodigal by Derek Walcott

Girl With a Pearl Earring by Tracy Chevalier

Between the World and Me by Ta-Nehisi Coates

We Were Eight Years in Power by Ta-Nehisi Coates

Home Fire by Kamila Shamsie

Swing Time by Zadie Smith

The Underground Railroad by Colson Whitehead

Barracoon: The Story of the Last "Black Cargo" by Zora Neale Hurston

The Fire This Time: A New Generation Speaks about Race ed. Jesmyn Ward

Citizen by Claudia Rankine (so good I actually read it twice!)

Americanah by Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie

Homegoing by Yaa Gyasi

Winter by Ali Smith

Autumn by Ali Smith

Public Library by Ali Smith

The Secret History by Donna Tartt

Rebecca by Daphne Du Maurier

The Pearl Thief by Elizabeth Wein

Total: 89!

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celticnoise · 4 years

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EXACTLY thirty one years ago today, Mo Johnston turned his back on Celtic, the club he professed to love, to join Rangers.

Author Alex Gordon has written over twenty books, including the tribute to club legend Billy McNeill, entitled ‘In Praise of Caesar’, which was published in 2018 and his fifteenth book on Celtic, ‘Fifty Flags…Plus One’, will be published later this year.

Alex devoted a chapter in his newspaper memoirs, ‘Jinx Dogs Burns Now Flu’, published in 2015, to reveal the truth behind the astonishing transfer.

It was published under the headline, ‘MO JOHNSTON: THE LYING GAME’ and is repeated EXCLUSIVELY and in full for CQN readers today.

THERE has been some amount of drivel written and spoken in the many years since Mo Johnston signed for Rangers on July 10 1989. Quite rightly, it has been labelled the most sensational transfer in the history of Scottish football. Also, it proved, without any shadow of a doubt, that some folk are fairly expert at speaking with forked tongue. A lot that has followed the remarkable deal has been an avalanche of lies, nonsense and baloney. Honesty has been booted around like a burst ball. I’m so sick and tired of all the hoo-ha, I think it’s time I set the record straight. What you are about to read is the absolute truth. I will happily go to any court in the land and swear on oath that the following is 100 per cent accurate. Put me through any polygraph test and I’ll come through the other end without a blemish.

I was Sports Editor at the Sunday Mail at the time of the drama and I was receiving all sorts of messages from many excellent contacts that the Johnston deal for Celtic from French club Nantes was on the rocks; there was no mention or hint of Rangers at the earliest outset. Celtic manager Billy McNeill, of course, had already paraded the player in front of the press at Parkhead and a beaming Mo was caught on film saying, ‘Celtic have come in for me and I’m delighted to be joining them.’

All well and good, but still a lot of my friends – ‘people in the know’ – were flagging up that it was far from a done deal. Mo sat with one of his mates in the Love Street stand on Saturday, May 13 when a Joe Miller goal gave Celtic a 1-0 victory over St.Mirren on the last day of the league season. The following Saturday, I believe Mo was in the stand at Hampden when Miller netted the only strike of the game to hand Billy McNeill’s men the Scottish Cup, upsetting old foes Rangers, who were chasing a domestic treble after lifting the championship and the League Cup earlier in the season.

Apart from the actual football, two separate incidents occurred that May day I found very interesting. On my way through the Hampden car park before the game, I was pulled aside by someone I knew who worked for Radio Clyde. There was no reason for him to indulge in any claptrap. He said, ‘There’s a problem with the Mo Johnston move. We can’t nail it, but I think there might be something in it for you.’ I thanked the guy. In fact, that wasn’t the first time I had heard something along the same lines, but, of course, we were constantly reassured by Celtic that everything was in order. They had paid a deposit of £400,000 and the fee – in the region of £1.2million – had been agreed with the French club and everything was fine and dandy.

LAUGHING MATTER…Billy McNeill shares a joke with author Alex Gordon. But the Celtic legend failed to see the funny side when Mo Johnston defected to Ibrox in July 1989.

After the Scottish Cup Final, I made my way back to the Sunday Mail offices at Anderston Quay with colleagues Don Morrison and Dixon Blackstock. Later that evening, I received a call at the desk from a very well-placed Rangers mole. He told me Graeme Souness was absolutely livid after the defeat. That hardly surprised me. I was also told the Rangers manager had screamed about having ‘something up my sleeve that’ll rock Celtic’. My informant from within that dressing room also revealed Souness had said, ‘They’ve got a shock coming.’ I was well aware that the Rangers manager possessed a volcanic temper, but he did not spout hot air for the sheer hell of it. Now I was intrigued. What was the ‘something’ he had up his sleeve? Or, more accurately, the ‘somebody’?

Souness, talking twenty years after the historic event, admitted he was ignorant of the fact Johnston had any thoughts of returning to Scotland from France until he noticed the news in the papers and the player wearing a Celtic top and being cuddled by Billy McNeill. He told my old newspaper, the Daily Record, ‘I had no idea Maurice was coming back until I saw that.’ I believe him. At the same time, I had also been informed FIFA, the world governing football body, were investigating racism and religious bias in the game. Rangers, with their archaic refusal to sign Catholics, may have been about to come under investigation. A club in Chile, Universidad Cattolica, were also about to be scrutinised for their practice of only signing Catholics. FIFA, I was assured, were about to act and they had the ultimate powers of withdrawing playing licences and shutting down football clubs if they determined such stringent action was required.

That may, or may not, have been a coincidence of timing. What was certain is that Graeme Souness was a man who would not have been frightened to break with Ibrox tradition. As he said, ‘I was married to a Catholic, my children were christened Catholics. I was brought up in Edinburgh. Every day I walked with a Catholic friend to school. It was never an issue in our house. I was brought up by very level-headed, right-thinking parents. Maybe I was naive, but religion just wasn’t an issue with me.’

So, the timing was right to go for Mo Johnston. Back to Souness, ‘It wasn’t just signing a Catholic; it was a Catholic who had played for Celtic. It was a double whammy.’ Souness recalled the moment he saw the opportunity to seize the player from under the noses of his club’s fiercest rivals. ‘I came down the stairs after a game at Ibrox and Bill McMurdo (Johnston’s agent) was leaning against a radiator. I said, “You should have told me Maurice was thinking of coming back.” It was a throwaway line. I turned to walk away when he said, “Why? Would you be interested?” I stopped in my tracks and turned back to talk to him.’

If that is accurate – and I have absolutely no reason to doubt the word of Souness – that conversation must have taken place at Ibrox on Saturday, May 13 after their last league game of the campaign, a 3-0 defeat from Aberdeen. That was the same day Johnston was in Paisley watching his ‘new’ club Celtic. So, what happened between Saturday May 13 and the Scottish Cup Final a week later? I have no doubt Souness would have acted quickly after his meeting with McMurdo, who, as a well-known Rangers fan, would have given him every assistance in brokering a deal for his client.

One of the first to be told of Souness’s idea of signing Johnston was his assistant manager, Walter Smith. According to Souness, ‘It took the wind out of his sails. He was stuck for words, but, after about a minute, he was fine and he thought it was a great idea.’

If my information is correct, and I have no reason to think otherwise, Souness then drove home to Edinburgh, taking a slight detour to have a word with chairman David Murray. By Souness’s own admission, ‘At first, he just went silent, but again, within a minute, he, too, thought it was a great idea. They both knew that if Rangers were to be accepted as a proper football club it couldn’t have this ridiculous situation hanging over it.’

As Rangers prepared for the Hampden final, Souness secretly flew to Paris for a meeting with Johnston. Souness is now on record as saying, ‘I persuaded him to sign for Rangers. I had played for Scotland with him. I had a relationship with him. It was relaxed and there were no difficult moments. It was an exciting time in Glasgow and he wanted to be part of it. He was a Scottish international, we needed a striker and he would complement what we had at the club.’

At least, we now know the ‘something’ Souness had up his sleeve when he hit the roof after the defeat at Hampden. But there were weeks of denials ahead before the press conference at Ibrox and the unveiling of the player almost two months after the Scottish Cup Final. What happened in between was highly intriguing. If the curse of Pinocchio for telling porkies applied to certain human beings, we might have had to build an extension onto the planet to cope with all the rapidly growing noses. I’m sure more than a few rainforests could have been saved if there had been no requirement for immediate and extended nasal structures. You could have built an entire Viking fleet out of one individual’s prominent conk.

The telephone calls wouldn’t go away. I met with friends and it was the main topic of conversation. The enquiries we were making were all getting batted back at us. I wasn’t convinced and arranged to go over to Celtic Park one morning to meet a club executive. I won’t embarrass him by naming him and he has nothing to do with the club these days. I asked if I could see some of the paper work concerning the transfer of Mo Johnston from Nantes to Celtic. Very helpfully, they were fished out of a desk and placed in front of me. I wasn’t too bad at French language at school, but I had left Mr Cosgrove’s 3A class in May 1967 and this was June 1989. A few bouteilles de Sancerre had been chucked behind my Adam’s Apple between then and now. I hoped I didn’t sound like Inspector Clouseau as I read from the document.

It was like an old-fashioned parchment with a wax seal. Basically, what I could decipher was that this document was an ‘Agreement to a Transfer’ and not a ‘Transfer Agreement’. It appeared this piece of paper from Nantes Football Club was merely granting permission for Celtic to talk to their player. It meant Celtic’s officials were not breaking any rules while approaching a player who was still under contract with another club. Of course, that is illegal and known as ‘tapping’.

I was told there was another document from the French team acknowledging receipt of a deposit for their player. I left Celtic Park later on that day with my suspicions well and truly alerted. It was time for the Sunday Mail team to do some good old-fashioned sleuthing. We hit a barrier of lies. I can well understand some folk being sworn to secrecy, but some of the subterfuge that we encountered was simply outrageous. Dealing in balderdash appeared to be a specialist subject for some characters. The situation at the time was simple: Mo Johnston had changed his mind about signing for Celtic, ‘the club he always adored as a school kid’.

What seems to have been forgotten over the years was the fact FIFA did intervene in an effort to sort out the mess. They examined the paper work and threw their considerable weight behind Celtic; Mo Johnston was their player, as far as they were concerned. I believe the £400,000 that had been paid up front and had been banked by Nantes swung it in Celtic’s favour. The French club were satisfied with the deal and now awaited Celtic’s settlement of the balance. Mo didn’t have a leg to stand on. He threatened to quit football if he was forced to play for Celtic; a staggering metamorphosis in such a short space of time.

Billy McNeill, I was reassured by the man himself, was quite prepared to call the player’s bluff. I can tell you the Celtic manager would have threatened to put Mo Johnston out of football. With FIFA’s backing, Johnston would not have been allowed to play in any country under their auspices. The only people who could bail out Johnston were the guys on the Celtic board. They went against their manager’s wise advice, cobbled together a statement that basically indicated that if ‘the player does not want to play for Celtic then we don’t want him.’ The sigh of relief from Mo Johnston and around Govan must have thundered around Europe. Celtic called off the transfer – and the rest is history.

BETWEEN TWO ICONS…Alex Gordon and former Celtic managers Billy McNeill and Davie Hay at the launch of ‘Caesar and The Assassin’ in 2014.

Right up to the very end, there were lies, lies and more damned lies. Around that time, I spent a Friday evening with a friend of mine – let’s just call him an ‘entrepreneur’ – having dinner at the Granary in Shawlands. Everyone I met that night wanted to tell me about Mo Johnston signing for Rangers. The following morning, I asked Don Morrison to put in a call to Ibrox. ‘Let’s get this sorted once and for all,’ I said. Don duly did so and I heard him talking to someone in authority at Rangers; not Graeme Souness, I hasten to add. Don replaced the receiver and said, ‘Well, that guy doesn’t seem to think Mo Johnston will ever be allowed anywhere near Rangers. He’s just said, “Remember the traditions of this club and, if we were going to break them, it wouldn’t be for that individual.”’ (Actually, he didn’t use the word ‘individual’, but I’ll leave it to your imagination to insert what you believe would be appropriate and more likely). Don added, ‘He seemed quite emphatic.’

It seemed like a rehearsed line from the guy within Ibrox I have chosen not to embarrass by naming him. Frankly, I didn’t believe him. I asked Don to telephone Bill McMurdo. Again, I listened to the call. Our Chief Sports Writer came off the phone again. ‘He has just said, “It’s a complete fabrication – you could run that story for ten years and it still wouldn’t be true.”’ That didn’t sit well, either. To this day, Don, one of the most honest blokes you are every likely to meet, stands by that recollection.

A couple of days after the categorical denials and weeks of ducking and diving from some prominent characters, Mo Johnston was wheeled out at Ibrox as a Rangers player on Monday, July 10 1989.

Quelle surprise! I didn’t reel back in astonishment.

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akissatmidnight · 7 years

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And the list goes on! I only thought there would be one post, but more and more people kept asking about their own clan and potential family history. You can see part one here and part two here, to see if your clan had been included before this. There was so much interest, a part four is also in the works, so if your clan wasn’t included here, let us know in the comments and I’ll add it in!

Clan Graham

Motto: Ne Oublie- Do Not Forget

Let’s read a little bit about the Grahams!

The Grahams originated, supposedly, from a single man named Greme, who broke through the Antonine Wall, helping to drive the Romans out of early Scotland.

The Grahams were close with the Wallace clan and a certain man named Sir John de Graham was literally BFFs with William Wallace, himself and if known as one of the heroes of the Wars of Scottish Independence.

The Grahams didn’t participate in the Jacobite uprising, staying decidedly neutral in the matter.

Love the kilt? Then thank James Graham, who was instrumental in getting Parliament in repealing the Dress Act of 1746, which made it illegal for anyone to wear any form of Highland dress.

James Graham did the Lord’s work.

The Morrison Clan

Clan Motto: Teaghlach Phabbay- Family of Pabbay (the name of a castle)

This is actually a varient of a MacKay tartan

This is most likely the actual Morrison tartan

Here are a few things to know about the Morrisons:

The clan descends from the Normans and received their name form the regular, family, last name of Morris, or Maurice in France and Normandy. However, their lineage has been notoriously difficult to trace.

There were many small small clans with the name Morrison throughout Scotland that weren’t related, and they only unified under one chief in 1965. That made it very hard to create one clan history, as many other, more unified, clans have.

They were generally a peaceful people, but were often involved in feuds with the more aggressive Macaulay clan, who was always off stealing the Morrison cattle.

Bell Clan

Clan Motto: Signum Pacts Amor- Love is the token of peace

Bell of the Border tartan

Bell South tartan

The history of the Bells is difficult to place and map, and they’re not the size of the larger clans, but are known as a “Armigerous clan”, one that has no chief and is not recognized by any Scottish law. Still, let’s see what we can find about them…

They most likely originated from France, their name meaning “beautiful”.

The Bells were first noted as supporters of the Clan Douglas, a larger and more powerful clan. But when the Douglases fell from power, the Bells struck out on their own.

The last Bell chief died in 1628, leaving the clan without leadership. It lapsed and no one took up the title until the 1990’s, but it still chiefless. A fun fact about the last chief is that he was named William “Redcloak” Bell because he took an opposing leader’s cloak in battle and sometimes wore it around as big “F you”.

Clan MacThomas

Clan Motto: Deo juvante invidiam superabo- God help overcome envy

Let’s get a little history lesson!

They originated in the 15th century from Thomas Macintosh, who was grandson of the chief of the Macintosh clan. At that time, Clan Chattan, which we talked about in Part Two, was so large, Thomas decided to strike out on his own.

Numerous names are encompassed under the MacThomas name, such as MacCombe, Thomas, and Combie. Even the MacThomas chiefs weren’t always a “MacThomas”. For example, one chief, John McComie, was a total badas*. He once killed a man for being rude to his wife. And another time, he runs off a group of tax collectors that are harassing a poor widow. Also, he is said to have loved wrestling bulls and even fought his own son to make sure he wasn’t raising a wimp.

Clan Anderson

Clan Motto: Stand Sure

This is another Armigerous clan, and is a sept of the Macintosh, as well as members of the Clan Chattan.

They took their name from Saint Andrew, the parton saint of Scotland. Anderson means “Sons of Andrew”. The name MacAndrew is also covered under the Anderson name.

The Andersons are also closely associated with Clan Ross. Because of this, the Anderson history was pretty much sucked up by the this larger clans.

The Cameron Clan

Old Clan Motto: Mo Righ ‘s Mo Dhuchaich- For King and Country

Current Clan Motto: Aonaibh Ri Chéile- Let Us Unite

Clan War Cry: Chlanna nan con thigibh a so’s gheibh sibh feoil- Sons Of The Hounds, Come Hither And Get Flesh (Giving me Game of Thrones flashbacks. Anyone else?)

general use tartan

hunting tartan

No one knows 100% where the Camerons came from. But it’s widely thought that they descended from a Danish prince, who was nicknamed “cam-shròn”, which is Gaelic for “Crooked Nose”. BTW, it’s been shown that a ton of Scots from Northern Scotland carry Viking blood in their veins.

Their main enemies were the Chattan clan and the Mackintosh. This was mainly over land disputes, as each group was large and kept trying to gain more territories.

The Camerons were instrumental in the Jacobite uprising. Their chief was great friends with Charles Stuart and the clan was on the front lines at the Battle of Culloden. But, since the uprising failed, the Camerons lost their lands to the government for several years, before being handed back in 1784.

Clan Broun/Clan Brown

Clan Motto: Floreat Majestas- Let Majesty Flourish

Broun, or Brown, is a very common name and probably refers to the colorings of the original Celts that made up a portion of their clan.

There was one part of the clan, the Brouns of Colstoun, that were descended from the royal family of France. Because of this, they received favor from the Scottish nobles and enjoyed the benefits of intermarrying other royals.

As a whole, they weren’t particularly active, as a clan, meaning they do not have a “pedigree” of sorts to widely trade. This is again highlighted by the fact that many Highlanders took on the name”Brown” when they were forced to abandon their own names. So, if you identify as a member of the Browns, you might actually be a from another clan, like the MacGregors!

Clan Kincaid

Clan Motto: This I’ll Defend

The name was more locational, then a reference to a particular person. But in the 12th century, when the Earl of Lennox was granted the Kincaid lands in the 12th century.

A castle was added to their crest after they retook Edinburgh Castle from the English in 1692 and continued to maintain their seat at the castle as constable.

A large portion of them stayed out of the usual raiding and battles that most of the clans participated in, focusing mainly on farming, after the failed Jacobite uprising of 1715.

The Mackay Clan

Clan Motto: Manu Forti- With a Strong Hand

They are descended from the Forbes and the Farguharson clans and the first chief was recorded in 1210. However, they maintained a strong relationship with the Forbes, strengthened by their mutual long-standing feud with clan Gordon.

They were one of the most powerful clans for the better part of their existence, rarely going very long between battles. They even supported the royalists against the Jacobites. But their power and number all ended because of the Sutherlands…

The Mackay’s seat was north of the Sutherland lands and in the Highland clearances in the early 1800s, their lands were sold to the Countess of Sutherlands due to debts, and the people were forced off their lands to make room for sheep.

Clan Drummond

Clan Motto: Gang Warily- This phrase means “Go Carefully”. It was said to members of the clan before departing and also meant as a warning against their enemies.

Alternative Motto: Virtutem coronat honos- Honour crowns virtue

They came from a Hungarian Prince named George, who was on the run from William the Conqueror. He took refuge with Scottish king Malcom III in the 1000s and married one of the king’s sisters.In fact, the Drummonds continues to marry into the royal family for generations, keeping them powerful and in royal favor.

The name refers to the Scottish phrase “dromainn” which means a “ridge or high ground”. This is a nod to the place the Drummonds settled; Drymen in the highlands.

This clan were firmly in support of Scottish independence from the beginning. They even were among the first in Scotland to use “caltrops”, a deadly spiked item that would be liberally spread in the lands to injure horses and men on foot during battle.

They didn’t get on with Clan MacGregors all that well, as highlighted here…

In 1589, some of the Drummonds captured some members of the MacGregors, who were caught poaching. The head of forestry in the lands, John Drummond,ordered their ears cut off. Well, that pissed the MacGregors off. so they rounded up some MacDonalds, kidnapped John, and cut off his head….but wait, there’s more! They went to John’s sister Maggie’s house with the head, gussied up like Thanksgiving turkey, and slapped it right on her kitchen table. Think that’s over? Not so fast. Maggie was super pregnant and upon seeing the bloody head of her brother set up like a roast, she freaked the hell out and gave birth to her son James in the forest. Well, I guess James Drummond Stewart grew up pretty pissed that the MacGregors poached on his family’s lands and took massive revenge on their punishment, driving his mom into insanity. Can you blame him? But he took the long con, rising through the ranks of the Scottish military, biding his time, until he saw his chance for revenge. When it came time for King James VI, who was super pissed at the MacGregors for always fighting against him, to ban the name, James Stewart finally got his chance to give the MacGregors the shaft and helped enforce the terms of the ban.

Fun fact! Drummond Castle was used in the filming of Outlander season two as a placeholder for the gardens of Versailles!

The Mar/Marr Clan

Clan Motto: Pans Plus- Think More

They are also known as the Tribe of Mar, descending from the Mormear, the Earlship of Mar, which dominated an area ruled by the ancient Picts in Aberdeenshire.

The Mars supported Robert the Bruce’s claim to the throne. In fact, Robert’s first wife was a Mar, and her brother married Bruce’s sister!

They supported the Jacobites during the uprising, but their lands were later returned in 1824.

The MacMillan Clan

Clan Motto: Miseris succerere disco- learn to succour the unfortunate

old tartan

dress tartan

hunting tartan

Here are a few little fun facts:

This clan originated from the Celtic church, whose early priests were allowed to marry, before the 1000s. They wore their hair in a specific style, as Saint John, who was called Mhaoil-Iain in Gaelic, was said to do. This made the clan MacMillan.

They supported Robert the Bruce and even sheltered him while he was on the run. But their relationship wasn’t awesome with Robert’s son, David II, who ended up exiling from their lands in Loch Lay them due to their alliance with the Lord of the Isles. But it’s okay, because the Lord of the Isles gave them new lands.

They weren’t particularly active in the Jacobite uprisings, with only random small groups participating on either side of the fray. On company of MacMillans from Tulloch actually surrendered to the English, after begin promised protection, and were send to the Caribbean to be sold as slaves.

Fun Fact: Gwyllyn the Bard from Castle Leoch was placed by a man named Gillebrìde MacMillan

Clan Keith

Clan Motto: Veritas Vincit- Truth Prevails (Also used as their War Cry)

Alternative Motto #1:Quae amissa salva- What has been lost is safe

Alternative Motto #2:Veritas vincit– Truth conquers

The Name “Keith” comes from the Welsh word “coed”, meaning “wood”.

A good deal of the Keith lands were acquired through advantageous marriages and royal favor. Marrying landed heiresses was somewhat of a hobby for the chiefs of the clan and their close relations.

George Keith, 5th Earl of Marischal, is the one who hooked up King James VI of Scotland with Princess Anne of Denmark.

The Elliot Clan

Clan Motto: Fortiter et recte- Boldly and rightly

A fire in their main castle in the 1700s destroyed all the clan records, making it relatively impossible to see where the Elliots actually came from. But the name was originally “Ellot, with the “i” being brought in the mid 1600s.

Recent DNA testing of the Elliots showed that they are of Celtic-Brittonic origin and settled along the borders.

The Scott Clan

Clan Motto: Amo- I love

The Scotts may have come from Ireland, as the Latin “Scotti” was originally used as a name for the Celts.

They were one of the, if not the top, most powerful border clans in Scotland during the 15th century, which came in handy since they were constantly at war with the Elliot and the Kerr clans. It also allowed them to hold a respected place in the eyes of the English. King Charles the II even married one of his illegitimate children to a Scott heiress, who took on the Scott name.

Michael “The Wizard” Scot was a medieval philosopher and astronomer whose medical knowledge and ability to foresee the future made him a figure that commanded both respect and fear. He traveled Europe and the Middle East, teaching about his skills or at the courts of kings. It’s speculated that he also dabbled in black magic, but it’s uncertain, as is the date and way of his death…anyone else smell a possible time traveler??

That’s all the names I have room for today! You guys have been great at interacting on our social media pages, and it’s great how excited you all are to hear more about your clans! There is a part 4 in the works now, so if you didn’t see your name, dinna fash, just let us know what you’re looking for, and I’ll try tofit it in next time, or even do a part 5 if it comes to that! And, remember to read all out Outlander posts here!

And see who’s hot for teacher in Sarah’s contemporary romance series here and learn about Kelsey’s contemporary and Scottish romance series here!

An Outlandish Clan History Part3 And the list goes on! I only thought there would be one post, but more and more people kept asking about their own clan and potential family history.

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gingerisaspice · 2 years

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ohhhhh i love mo i love drawing him too!!! pov he’s getting snacks for u and him

@vv3spa request!

#gingers art #mo morrison #maurice mo morrison #lightyear #lightyear 2022

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gingerisaspice · 2 years

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mo morrison appreciation station

#mo morrison #maurice mo morrison #lightyear #lightyear 2022 #i have a soft spot for him

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vv3spa · 2 years

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mclovin!

#lightyear #lightyear 2022 #mo morrison #maurice morrison #you dont know how much the boots mean to me #dtawings .

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vv3spa · 2 years

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inbox is dry. send me things

#ask me about mo... oh shit wait i have to respond to an ask i just rmemebord #ask me ab him tho #[wearing a shirt that says ask me about maurice morrison]#chuck shut up challenge .

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celticnoise · 5 years

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EXACTLY thirty years ago today, Mo Johnston turned his back on Celtic, the club he professed to love, to join Rangers.

Author Alex Gordon has written over twenty books, fourteen on Celtic, including the tribute to club legend Billy McNeill, entitled ‘In Praise of Caesar’, which was published last year and his salute to the history-makers, ‘Treble Treble’, which came out earlier this month.

Gordon devoted a chapter in his newspaper memoirs, Jinx Dogs Burns Now Flu, published in 2015, to reveal the truth behind the astonishing transfer.

It was published under the headline, ‘MO JOHNSTON: THE LYING GAME’ and is repeated EXCLUSIVELY and in full for CQN readers today.

LAUGHING MATTER…Billy McNeill shares a joke with author Alex Gordon. But the Celtic legend failed to see the funny side when Mo Johnston defected to Ibrox in July 1989.

BETWEEN TWO ICONS…Alex Gordon and former Celtic managers Billy McNeill and Davie Hay at the launch of ‘Caesar and The Assassin’ in 2014.

A couple of days after the categorical denials and weeks of ducking and diving from some prominent characters, Mo Johnston was wheeled out at Ibrox as a Rangers player on Monday, July 10 1989.

Quelle surprise! I didn’t reel back in astonishment.

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#CelticNoise #Celtic #CelticFC #CelticQuickNews

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