Tag Archives: Kinrowan Estate

A Kinrowan Estate Tale: A Restless Queen

Posted on 19th May 2024 by Diverse Voices

I’m It was late at night when the green-cloaked storyteller told her tale. ‘ “Turning and turning in the widening gyre,” ‘ she said softly, quoting Yeats, ‘ “The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; The center cannot … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate story: Hrafnfreistuor (A Letter to Anna)

Posted on 3rd December 2023 by Gus the Estate Head Gardener

Dear Anna, Did I tell you that Local 564 of the Ancient and Venerable Guild of St. Nicholas, which represents Santas, Santa’s helpers, department store elves, tree trimmers, candle lighters, professional gift wrappers, goose stuffers, roast chestnut vendors, plum pudding … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate Story: Béla

Posted on 24th September 2023 by Gus the Estate Head Gardener

I noticed that Béla was enjoying a meal of  goulash and dark beer, something that the Kitchen being fond of him cooks him frequently. (I’ve had that goulash — it’s as good as any I’ve had in Hungarian eateries!) Like … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate story: Of Puppets and Their Masters (A Letter to Anna)

Posted on 20th November 2022 by Iain Nicholas Mackenzie

Dear Anna, I was lusting after a wee dram of Laphroig very late one night as I wasn’t sleeping well so I got dressed, left my sweet wife sleeping, and made my way to the Pub. As you know, it … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate Story: A Handfasting

Posted on 30th October 2016 by Cat Eldridge

The note outside the Green Man Pub read in a rather fine cursive script: Celtic Pagan priestess needed for hand fasting in Oberon’s Wood on Summer Solstice. Sky-clad obviously and able to tolerate drunken, off-key bards and terrible sword jokes … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate story: Fiddles

Posted on 15th June 2016 by Zina Lee

Fiddles. They’re everywhere. The fairies may very well have brought the harp and pipes to Ireland and gifted the population with them, but sometimes it seems that, if they brought the fiddle to anyone, it was to get rid of … Continue reading →

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A Scullery Maid on our Kitchen

Posted on 30th January 2016 by Iain Nicholas Mackenzie

From a recent edition of The Sleeping Hedgehog ‘Nothing would be more tiresome than eating and drinking if God had not made them a pleasure as well as a necessity.’ — Voltaire Whisht! Hush now, will you, shhhh! Quick, over … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate story: Biscuits

Posted on 6th January 2016 by Gus the Estate Head Gardener

No, not the biscuits we have here in Scotland and the rest of the British Isles which Americans call cookies of one sort or another, but rather what Americans do call a biscuit. There’s simply nothing better then the smell … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate story: Pudding contest

Posted on 28th November 2015 by Diverse Voices

Her name was Bronwyn ap Tewdwr and she was our guest judge for the annual pudding contest. ‘A pudding contest?’, you ask? And I say, ‘Why not!’ Real pudding, like real ale, is a long way from the packaged puddings that … Continue reading →

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A Kinrowan Estate story: Scarecrows

Posted on 9th March 2015 by Cat Eldridge

Scarecrows are something that I think work rather well for keeping certain birds such as crows off the Estate crops, and they add a bit of whimsy to the fields so I let the Several Annies, Iain’s Library Apprentices, make a … Continue reading →

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