the HALL of EINAR

My name is David and I own a house called Einar on the remote Orkney Island of Westray. This is my blog of the time I spend there. Photographs are taken with a Nikon D300, a Panasonic TZ7 and an iPhone using My Hipstamatic. Enjoy.

 
School in 1874

Einar was a school in 1874 and here’s the report by the headmaster written on 29 August 1874: School in again all this week. As usual, lessons given in usual order but progress not so satisfactory. Seemingly the scholars are longing for the vacation. Not much has changed.

 
Malc tends to the pigs

Malcolm tends to the pigs at Steenyha’.

 
St Magnus

St Magnus Cathedral in Kirkwall is magnificent. It’s origins are in Viking times, when Orkney was ruled by Viking Earls. It’s the best preserved medieval cathedral in Scotland with massive Norman pillars built by the masons of Durham Cathedral. Towering above the Kirkwall landscape, St. Magnus Cathedral, with its distinctive sandstone hues, is one of [...]

 
Memento Mori

Memento Mori – “Remember Death.” How could I forget death, as I walk around St Magnus Cathedral in Kirkwall on Orkney. I’m surrounded by stunning 17th Century gravestones.

 
A Riddle

Here’s a double ladder that two men last went up in Kirkwall in 1722, yet only one man ever came down it. Explain.

 
Last Breath

It’s a steep climb up the tower of St Magnus Cathedral in Kirkwall. The gravestones are so perfectly preserved, even those from the 17th Century, that it’s possible to see the last breath carved on the headstone.

 
Earl Thorfinn

It’s time for a trip to the Mainland. No, not the mainland of Scotland, the Mainland of Orkney. Mainland is an hour and a half away by ferry and this morning, braving the seas, it’s the Earl Thorfinn. There are three Earl Thorfinns. There’s Thorfinn Turf-Einarsson, Earl of Orkney, better known as Thorfinn Skullsplitter who [...]

 
Cattle on Noltland

The bones of wind and wave washed cattle litter the sand dunes of the Links of Noltland. Here are a couple I brought home.

 
Tiny, ginger and blonde

She’s tiny, ginger and blonde and everyone refers to her as ‘Lady.’ Yes, it’s the new Shetland pony in the field at Einar.

 
Remembering schooldays and a bucket with a wooden lid

Nancy remembers the Hall as it used to be; a school. So does Catherine. “It’s the first time I’ve been in here since I left 60 years ago,” she says. There’s so much history and memory surrounding the building because generations of Westray folk went to school there, firstly in the peedie (small) end and [...]

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