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Glamis Castle

Glamis Castle

We stopped here on our last day in Scotland - it was a dreary grey and rainy day.  It rained a LOT in Scotland, despite all my efforts at trying to plan our trip during the (historically) driest time of the year. Ah well, it was a really great trip anyway :)

Glamis Castle (pronounced glahms) is really quite something.  It's been in the same family since the 14th century and it's still owned by them.  Similar to most other privately owned Castles, photography on the inside is prohibited.  They want you buying their book in the gift shop.  It's too bad really, I'd have taken some really great shots. :p

It was exceptionally grand, and antiquated, on the inside.  It looks as if the entire place just time warped from the beginning of the 20th century.  The Queen Mother grew up here and traces of her are everywhere.  The family collection of artifacts is staggering and it's really a wonderful visit all around.

One story that is associated with the castle is the story of the Monster of Glamis.  Here is a short write up from wikipedia;

The most famous legend connected with the castle is that of the Monster of Glamis, a hideously deformed child born to the family. Some accounts came from singer and composer Virginia Gabriel who stayed at the castle in 1870. In the story, the monster was kept in the castle all his life and his suite of rooms bricked up after his death.

An alternative version of the legend is that to every generation of the family a vampire child is born and is walled up in that room.

There is an old story that guests staying at Glamis once hung towels from the windows of every room in a bid to find the bricked-up suite of the monster. When they looked at it from outside, several windows were apparently towel-less.

They didn't mention this story during the tour - they did mention someone possibly being bricked up, but it was very vague and it was just a quick one-off comment from the tour guide and it was not even focused on.  Of course I remember it, though :)  How terrible a story!

Goodbye Scotland...

Goodbye Scotland...

The Queen's View

The Queen's View