Tuesday, February 14, 2012

Grandsons

Any day is improved by a visit to this little chap. He beamed at us. We put on his new hat (no, by the way, Daughter 1 doesn't knit all his creations, but some of them) -
- she didn't knit this hat. And we took him and ourselves for a walk.
We passed this house, which has a carved stone over the door.
It says: In this house on 19th September 1745 Prince Charles Edward Stuart held his Council of War before the Battle of Prestonpans.
(Paragraph break)
Prince Charles Edward Stuart, otherwise known as Bonnie Prince Charlie, was the grandson of the deposed King James II of England, VII of Scotland. Though Charlie won the Battle of Prestonpans, he was later defeated conclusively at the Battle of Culloden. So he never became king.
(Paragraph break)
Along the road a bit is a pub which claims to have been "established since the 14th century", but I think it must have been rebuilt since then - though possibly not at all recently. I don't imagine that the Bonnie Prince popped in there for a quick drink after his meeting.
(Paragraph break)
I'm glad that our grandson is unlikely to claim the throne. I'd prefer his life to be less stressful.
(Paragraph break)
So that was the best bit of our day. Meanwhile, I hope, our solar panels were soaking up the not-terribly-bright February light and saving the globe from a tiny little bit of warming.

5 comments:

Jennifer said...

Such a happy little feller....he looks very cosy in his hat! Wonder how things would be if Bonnie Prince Charlie had won?

Ann said...

Hmm, I could look this up, but is 'defeated conclusively' a gentle way of saying Charlie died in battle?

I can't get enough of your adorable grandson - such a perfect little guy!

Isabelle said...

No no, he didn't die. He went back to Italy and had mistresses and drank too much.

Isabelle said...

(Well, he died eventually, of course.)

Thimbleanna said...

Does little grandson ever cry - he's always so happy! You're so lucky to see such history on your walks. I guess I can say when I go on a walk I see houses built in the last century. Barely. They're 20 years old. :-)