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A newsclipping from the early days, June 1979, taken in the grounds
of Castle Fraser. This was for the Marymas gala there, and was a pre-publicity
shot. It features, from left to right, Donald Young (Butty), Fred Kelly,
Peter Mearns, myself and Andy West. I missed the weekend itself because
I was working or something. This is taken from the Press & Journal, the local north
and north east newspaper.
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I'm pretty sure this is heading off to the battlefield at Edgehill,
we look too fresh for coming off. From left to right we have Geoff Cuthbert,
Peter Martin (Mess, at back with no hat), Alan Streets, Alistair Birnie,
Alisdair McRae, unknown (in green, not part of our regiment), Andy Coward,
unknown (in gray), myself (just, in brown hat), unknown (in front),
Fred Kelly (at back with black hat and yellow sash), Jeremy Gordon and
Val (O'Cahan's Regimente of Foote)
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A small section of the Parliament lines at the Edgehill muster. In
the rear rank is Alistair Birnie, unknown and Andy Coward. Middle, Jeremy
Gordon, unknown, myself. Front, Dave Cheeseborough, Alisdair McRae,
Alan Streets and Mess at the far side (I can tell by the staff he's
carrying). Fred Kelly is out in front with his back to us. Edgehill
was an amazing event, with so many people there. When we formed up on
the battlefield with the Royalist forces up the hill from us, all aligned
in their regiments, flags waving, heck, even I was impressed! We were
right next to the crowd (which is why we're in the front of the photograph),
which wasn't good as it turned out. We took on this other musket unit
in hand to hand and got wiped out. We spent the rest of the battle lying
down as casualties, with the cavalry thundering down the gap between
us and the crowd barrier. Quite a few in the crowd commented that we
made it look really realistic by our action. I tell you, it was quite
scary hearing those horses so close, the ground trembling, and passing
troopers telling us to move an arm or leg in a bit.
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Cathy in the middle of the battle, club musket at the ready. This
was a well organized muster, mostly due to the efforts of Alisdair McRae.
I was working away from home at the time at couldn't be much help. Cathy
drove down to her parents to drop off the kids for the weekend and drove
back for the event. We spent most of the evening drinking, well, one
of us did, into the small hours. I went into the beer tent to get some
more beers and the barman had trouble counting the cost, and it was
only then that I realized he was more pissed than I was! It was good
to see everyone there, but it was really the beginning of the end. There
were several new members there that I'd never even heard about, and
I was supposed to be 2ic. This is a newsclipping from the Buchan Observer,
2nd August, 1994.
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