James Irvine Robertson delves into the history of a rough royal courtship.
In his declining years, and having recently beheaded the fifth of his six wives, Henry VIII of England wanted glory, and glory was to be found in battle on continental Europe against France. But Scotland was locked into the Auld Alliance with his enemy and this needed to be broken for him to have an...
By James Irvine Robertson
from Issue 40 published on 15/08/2008
James Irvine Robertson brings to light the story of a little girl and Scotland's very own witch trials
In 1692 they hanged 19 witches in Salem, United States of America, on the evidence of nine ‘afflicted children.’ Scotland had its own very similar experience a few years later. This time only one child was at the centre of the storm, and she was responsible for the deaths of seven people for witchcr...
By James Irvine Robertson
from Issue 39 published on 23/06/2008
James Irvine Robertson turns his attention to the most contested artefact in Scottish history.
Alongside the Honours of Scotland – the Scottish Crown Jewels – in Edinburgh Castle, lies a large chunk of red sandstone. On one surface is a roughly incised cross and rusting iron carrying-bolts are attached to it. For seven centuries it lay in Westminster Abbey, part of the Coronation Chair, built...
By James Irvine Robertson
from Issue 37 published on 20/03/2008
During the 18th century, thousands of Scots left their homeland for a new life in America. James Irvine Robertson finds out why.
History is never as simple as one would like. The English did not beat the Scots at the Battle of Culloden, nor did the Campbells slaughter the MacDonalds at Glencoe. And the Highland Clearances, still an emotive subject to millions of Scots and their descendants, were not always quite as they have ...
By James Irvine Robertson
from Issue 36 published on 14/12/2007
It’s been called the national vice of Scotland, and smuggling is ingrained in the country’s history. Dominic Roskrow seeks out some smuggling hotspots
You feel it most acutely on the hills close to The Glenlivet Distillery in Speyside.
Climb up here on a spring day, when the sun is up and casting watery light over the glimmering crags and bullish grass, and the wind, chilled by the last cries of winter, tingles the skin and ruffles the hair; star...
By Dominic Roskrow
from Issue 32 published on 13/04/2007