Go tae sleep mi bonny bairnie The Moon is keekin ower the brae And by oor hame the river’s flowin Frae Lowther Hills tae Berwick bay Courie in mi bonny bairnie Happed up warm in a cloot o tweed While salmon dart in the cauld derk watter As the heron sleeps amang the reeds This […]

At the meeting of the waters, you will still hear folks reminiscing about that time long ago. It was a summer evening on the banks of the great River Tweed, when they strapped Mary Ellen onto the ducking stool, tied her hands with twine. Her skin was grazed by the rough splinters on the arms […]

On the Fruid road near Menzion are three standing stones, dating from about 2000BC, the largest of which is named the Giant’s Stone. They are often referred to as a Druid Circle, or remains of a Druid Temple, but they predate the Druids. Tweedsmuir Parish records of 1845 state that there were other stones, but […]

Bertha lived in a shepherd’s house at Badlieu, and was known for her beauty. She was an only child and lived with her father, her mother having died in childbirth. King Kenneth III – Kenneth the Grim – was a wise, good looking and charming man who ruled Scotland between 996 and 1004. He was […]

There was formal schooling in Tweedsmuir for just over 200 years. The Kirk Sessions in Tweedsmuir appointed a schoolmaster in 1768, and decreed that a school should be built. This was achieved sometime between 1791 and 1799, although it is reported that there were very few students. Up till then, schooling would have been provided […]

At the mouth of the Tweed, sat right bonny Berwick A Northumbrian beauty was she. With castle and bastle, keeping Reivers barbaric At bay, from the Bear and Wych tree.   An envious eye, noted her form and fare When Kings Malcolm and Owen, took a liking there. With military might, against Utred they battled […]