Sun
28 Aug 2005
WILLIAM LYONS
ARTS CORRESPONDENT
wlyons@scotlandonsunday.com
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POLICE guard has been ordered for Rosslyn Chapel amid fears that religious
protests could disrupt filming of Dan Brown's best-selling book The Da
Vinci Code.
Filming
will begin at the 15th-century chapel, six miles south of Edinburgh, at the
end of next month. But following protests at earlier shoots at Lincoln
Cathedral, the production company contacted the police to try to avoid any
disturbance during the four days of filming.
Last
night a spokesman for Lothian and Borders police said: "As a result of
the filming at Rosslyn Chapel we've been in discussions with the production
company and we've agreed that there will be a police presence during
filming at Rosslyn as a precaution."
Hollywood
director Ron Howard, Oscar winner Tom Hanks and Amelie actress Audrey
Tautou will be involved in filming and the field opposite the chapel will
be used as a trailer camp for the cast and crew.
The
production moved to Lincoln after Westminster Abbey, whose Chapter House is
featured in the book, turned down an approach from producers, saying it
would be "inappropriate" to allow filming.
Stuart
Beattie, director of Rosslyn Chapel, played down fears of a disturbance and
said he hoped visitors to the site during filming would respect the
sanctity of Rosslyn.
He
said: "I would hope that people would recognise that Rosslyn is not
just a working church but is also an historic building and an ancient
monument and as such has a number of different lives that it can justify.
The filming is not a unique experience we have had hosted other films,
notably Sword of Honour and Boswell and Johnston's Tour of the Western
Isles."
The
four-day shoot will take place from September 26-29. Since the publication
of the book visitor numbers at the chapel have almost doubled from 38,000
in 2003 to more than 68,000 in 2004, largely thanks to its portrayal in the
book as "the Cathedral of Codes".
When
Brown's novel was published two years ago, it was condemned by Christians
who were offended by the book's central claim that Jesus married Mary
Magdalene and had descendants.
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Dunvegan Castle on Skye
The Fairy Flag of Clan MacLeod
DIANE MACLEAN
TO THE uneducated eye the disintegrating cloth hanging in Dunvegan
Castle looks more like something used to mop up a beer spill than the
"most precious possession of the Clan MacLeod". But if you look
closely, you begin to pick out a delicate silk thread, the remains of an
intricate pattern. The fabric looks ancient and foreign.
The Clan MacLeod has had its family seat at Dunvegan Castle since about
the 12th century. For as long as the clan has been there, so has their
flag. No one knows for certain where it came from but the MacLeods have
always maintained that it is no ordinary piece of cloth.
The Fairy Flag of Clan MacLeod
Picture: Courtesy of Dunvegan Castle
For this is no rag but the Fairy Flag of the Clan MacLeod, which came to
Dunvegan from "a far away place".
Legend has it that a long time ago a chieftain of the MacLeods met and
fell in love with a beautiful woman, who unfortunately, turned out to be a
fairy princess. She begged her father to allow her to marry the handsome
chief, and he agreed, on condition that she return to her fairy folk at the
end of a year and a day.
They were a happy couple, and the year passed all too soon. Before
returning to her fairy palace beneath the hills the princess made her
husband promise that he would never allow their young son to cry. Through
his tears the chief agreed.
His sadness grew and nobody could console him on his loss. A great feast
was organised to try to make him forget his fairy-wife. Such was the rumpus
and laughter that the baby’s nursemaid crept away from his nursery to see
the fun. The small baby awoke and - finding himself alone - began to cry.
Nobody was there to hear him, and for ten minutes he wept out loud. When
the nursemaid returned she was amazed and not a little startled to see a
woman bending over the cradle comforting the infant, wrapping him up in a
shawl. The mother, for it was she, then vanished into the black night.
When he could talk, the boy remembered the night his mother visited. He
told his father that the shawl could be used by the MacLeods three times
when they were in danger and help would come, but on the fourth it would
disappear. The chief took this seriously and ordered a casket to be
prepared to store the fairy flag.
Hundreds of years later the MacDonalds were harassing the island. One
Sunday they locked the doors of the MacLeod church and set fire to the
building, killing most of the worshippers. In fear and fury, a small band
of MacLeods gathered on the beach. They unfurled the fairy flag and, as if
by magic, their number appeared magnified ten times. The MacDonalds were
slaughtered and the flag returned to its safety in the casket.
The flag was used a second time when a terrible plague had killed nearly
all the MacLeod’s cattle. With starvation on the doorstep they waved the
flag once more, and again the fairy host rode down and miraculously
restored the herd to health.
On the web
Dunvegan
Castle
Even today it is believed by some that the flag will give protection.
During the Second World War, men from the MacLeod clan carried pictures of
the flag in their pockets to act as a talisman. Whether this saved them is
not known, but the current chief, John MacLeod of MacLeod, freely admits to
carrying a picture in his wallet when he fought the Mau Mau in Kenya in the
1950s.
There remains a third time for the unfurling of the fairy flag, but it
could be that the threat of the power of the flag is enough. It is thought
that during the Second World War the clan chief offered to bring the flag
to the white cliffs of Dover and wave it if it ever looked like the Germans
were invading.
History does not record whether the War Cabinet slept better knowing of
this "secret weapon".
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The faerie folk
KATH GOURLAY
REMEMBER feeling strangely guilty at the bit in Peter Pan where it was
said that every time a child announced "I don't believe in
fairies" a little fairy dropped down dead? Or did you go "Oh, puh-lease"
when your parents tried to persuade you that the tooth fairy was too tiny
to carry a 50 pence piece - so you only found 20 pence under your pillow.
"No wonder children are sceptical when presented with
commercialised toyland fairies," says Alicen Geddes-Ward, acknowledged
as Britain's leading exponent on faeries. "They've never been
encouraged to experience the magic of looking for faeries as part of the
natural world."
Alicen and husband Neil are aiming to rectify this with their book
Faeriecraft which coincides with the opening of the UK's first faerie
museum on the Orkney island of Westray.
"The proper study of faeries in folklore has got nothing to do with
the the trivial things associated with the popular interpretation,"
adds Alicen, pointing out the difference in spelling when it comes to the
genuine article. It's all to do with listening to the spirits of nature and
what they can teach us about encouraging harmony between mankind and the
environment. And no, you don't have to believe to benefit.
"People need escapism from the harsh edges of the modern world, and
that's what I hope we can do in some small way. We aim to bring a bit of
magic and innocence back into people's everyday lives by providing an
enchanting experience for them."
Orkney Enterprise reckoned the proposed Orkney Faerie Museum and
Gallery, exploring faerie folklore and legends, could be a definite crowd
puller, and were quick to back the novel idea. The current popularity of
Harry Potter's wizardry and Lord of the Rings shows that people are indeed
happy to escape, and a boat trip across to the island of Westray is an
added attraction.
"We've been wanting to do this for some time," says Neil, a
television transmission controller turned artist, "but the setting had
to be right."
Originally from Buckinghamshire, the couple knew Scotland was the right
place but could never find the perfect location. Then they saw Cameron
Stout's home video on Big Brother.
"That was it," Neil continued, "I just knew Orkney was
the place it had to be."
Alicen needed no convincing.
"When it comes to faerie myths and legends there are two places
that stand out when you're researching. One is Cornwall, and the other is
Orkney. Orkney wins hands down - nearly every third reference you come
across is from Orkney."
The faeries of folklore are not the familiarly gossamer-winged images
that we are accustomed to, though. The references point to a host of
legendary creatures - both helpful and malevolent - co-existing with
humans, who were not to be annoyed or aggravated. To incur their wrath
would have brought unwanted consequences, such as milk turning sour and
animals and people becoming ill. Grassy mounds (Orkney abounds with them)
were the homes of trows (trolls) and on the shores selkies (seals) turned
into beautiful maidens. Young men were lured away by them, never to be seen
again. Alicen says Buckinghamshire faeries are a lot tamer than Orcadian
ones.
"Scotland's legends are a lot scarier, with a lot of the darker
elements. Awareness of ancient and otherworldly things, and the forces of
nature are respected among island people. In Westray quite a few folk sing
back to the selkies on the shore - big strong hairy fishermen
included."
It's all true. Recently, a local newspaper told of a pet dog rescued
after a week of being trapped down a rabbit hole on the Westray sand dunes.
A resident walking along the beach started singing back to what he thought
was a seal, followed the sound and found the collie. The tale is likely to
be included in the local music, craft-making and story-telling sessions the
museum will be hosting when it opens in a few weeks' time. Local arts and
crafts will fill the gallery too, along with Neil's illustrations and
sculptures which take visitors on a journey through the legends of the
Faerie Realm. "Children can play in their own faerie house and make
things out of wood and shells," says Alicen, who consults her
nine-year old daughter and five-year old son as to the best ideas.
Alicen travels round the country giving lectures and workshops as part
of her collaboration with people who want to investigate the mysteries of
the otherworldly in more depth.
"There can be a great deal of confusion about the different aspects
of it all, so I've brought out a book based on the experiences I went
through."
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Spring tides collide and form a bubbling maelstrom in the Corryvreckan
whirlpool Picture: Gemini Cruises
The Corryvreckan whirlpool
DIANE MACLEAN
IT WOULD be amusing to draw a map of Scotland in the style of an ancient
16th-century cartographer. Pen and ink sketches would indicate where
fairies and giants live. Lochs would be home to monsters and our seas
filled with mermaids. To top the whole thing off you could even draw a
great big swirling whirlpool showing a ship being dragged down into its
watery depths.
Whilst there are few people who would suggest that fairies and monsters
exist outside of this rather fantastical map of Scotland, you may be
surprised to learn that everyone - even the Royal Navy - acknowledge the
existence of one of these ancient mysteries. Because, on the west coast of
Argyll, just off the Isle of Jura is a terrifying natural phenomenon.

You can hear the Corryvreckan whirlpool from ten miles away. Among the
largest whirlpools in the world, it is caused by the intersection of tidal
pathways which collide undersea round a 200-metre pinnacle of rock. Water
rushes upwards causing enormous waves to rise up in the middle of the Sound
of Jura and, if conditions are right, the whirlpool bursts into action. The
Royal Navy considers it to be one of the most dangerous stretches of water
in the British Isles and it is alleged to have taken many lives, including
that of the man the whirlpool is said to be named.
Legend has it that a young Viking prince named Breacan asked for the
hand in marriage of the Lord of the Isles's daughter. To win her hand, the
young man had to hold his boat steady in the whirlpool for three days, in
true "Once upon a time" style. He asked his father's wise men for
advice and was told to gather three ropes - one of wool, one of hemp and
the other woven from the hair of the pure maidens of the village. As our
young hero was something of a looker, the women rushed to his aid.
The wool rope broke his first night in the whirlpool. The hemp rope went
on the second. And disaster struck on the third night when the hair rope
snapped too. It transpired that one of the young maidens who had donated
her hair had previously forsaken her honour. For the want of her virtue,
Breacan was drowned.
Further reading
"George Orwell: A Life" by Bernard Crick; Little, Brown and
Company, 1980
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Gemini Cruises
Whilst the story of poor Breacan cannot be verified, one sailor has had
his encounter with the whirlpool witnessed and recorded. In 1947 Eric Blair
was on Jura writing a novel. Tiring of the rigours of fiction writing, he
decided to go for a sail with his nieces and nephews. Having just sailed
out, they ran into an angry Corryvreckan. The boat was tossed about and the
outboard motor was ripped off. Fearing for the lives of his young
relations, Blair grabbed the oars and struck out for land. When the oars
were lost and the boat was sucked under, he battled to reach a small rocky
island, barely managing to rescue his three-year-old nephew as the boat
flipped over.
Fortunately they were rescued by a lobster boat. Had they perished then
Eric Blair - or George Orwell as he is better known - would never have
returned to Jura and completed his novel 1984 and Big Brother
would have remained unwritten.
Since then there have been some rather grand claims made on behalf of
the whirlpool. Some writers in recent times have been troubled with the
setting of Homer's epic novel The Odyssey. A couple of startling
re-appraisals of Odysseus's travels have re-set the voyage far from the
Mediterranean and nearer the North Atlantic.

Water on the seabed is forced upwards when it hits submerged rocks,
causing huge waves Picture: Gemini Cruises
Edo Nyland, in his book Odysseus and the Sea People, lines up
an impressive list of sources to give weight to his theory that all the
action was far west of Greece. Plutarch, Tacitus and Dante are just a
sample of the big-hitters he calls on to pitch for his theory that the
journey was set in Ireland and the west coast of Scotland. Integral to our
story though, is his conclusion that if you follow Homer's tale to where
Odysseus was bewitched by Siren songs (Hebridean women waulking
the heather on Iona, according to Nyland.), he reached the whirlpool of
Charybdis. Nyland looks at tides and charts, cliffs and dimensions of all
sorts of technical matters and concludes that Charybdis is no more, nor
less than Corryvreckan.
Such a revisionist theory of a Greek classic needs looking into, or
would if any academic thought Nyland's whirlpool theory held any, well,
water. But it seems unlikely to gather serious research, if Dr Domhnall
Uilleam Stiùbhart at Edinburgh University is anything to go by.
"Brilliantly mad", he says, before heading off laughing to
reconsider his classics degree.
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