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TITLE
From Sea to Sea (4 of 19)
EXTERNAL ID
HC_STS_FROMSEATOSEA_04
DATE OF RECORDING
2001
PERIOD
2000s
CREATOR
Bob Pegg
SOURCE
The Highland Council
ASSET ID
2400
KEYWORDS
canals
waterways
audio

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The following extract is taken from 'From Sea to Sea', an audio celebration of the history, people, landscape and culture of the Great Glen waterway - The Caledonian Canal. The project was created in 2001 by Bob Pegg and funded by Highland Council through the British Waterways 'Living Waterways Programme'.

[Fiddle, 'Clachnacuddin' (Trad.)]

'The Cappie Brae is white with snow
So a-sledging we must go
With woolly gloves and hats so cosy
Our cheeks and noses they look rosy

Down the brae we slide so fast
Wishing the thrill of it would last
We hit the bottom with a bump
Must have hit an old tree stump

Jock the joiner made the sledge
Musn't go near Granda Innes's hedge
There's old Mr. Cantray the bonesetter
Where we go to make things better

Jimmy Gunn in the signal box
Forever polishing the brass and clocks
Dan Mackay blacksmith lights the forge
Someone shouts, 'Hurray, there's Uncle George'

Kenny MacLean, the canal driver
Every dip paid less than a fiver
Alastair [?], canal carpenter rare
You should see his cartoons, they're beyond compare

Jess and that, they had the inn
Many a Clacher left there in a spin
The Macleods - they had the only shop
Selling Highland Toffee and cough drops

The Christies sold the paraffin
They filled our bottles from a tin
We'd walk out to MacGruer's farm
Not many cars to do us harm

Up to the poultry farm with tired legs
Paid a sixpence for the chipped eggs
And we'd better not forget Old Jock the Post
Or we may be haunted by his ghost

To old Granny Fraser's with her hairnet so neat
That's where we went to get our sweets
Her little shop was round the back
So with a stone on her garden seat we'd give a loud rat-a-tat

Then she'd appear with key in hand
And with such patience to all our demands
Her cups of lemonade we'd all buy
It was like drinking the Preachit Well dry

Len and Albert Philips and cousin Beryl, true Clachers born
Brothers Walter, Sandy & Rob are Invernesians sworn
Look out when the Gibsons and Birds are about
They are related I heard someone shout'

Good luck to all Clachers, from Anne Phillips

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From Sea to Sea (4 of 19)

2000s

canals; waterways; audio

The Highland Council

The Highland Council: From Sea to Sea

The following extract is taken from 'From Sea to Sea', an audio celebration of the history, people, landscape and culture of the Great Glen waterway - The Caledonian Canal. The project was created in 2001 by Bob Pegg and funded by Highland Council through the British Waterways 'Living Waterways Programme'. <br /> <br /> [Fiddle, 'Clachnacuddin' (Trad.)] <br /> <br /> 'The Cappie Brae is white with snow<br /> So a-sledging we must go <br /> With woolly gloves and hats so cosy<br /> Our cheeks and noses they look rosy<br /> <br /> Down the brae we slide so fast <br /> Wishing the thrill of it would last<br /> We hit the bottom with a bump<br /> Must have hit an old tree stump<br /> <br /> Jock the joiner made the sledge <br /> Musn't go near Granda Innes's hedge<br /> There's old Mr. Cantray the bonesetter<br /> Where we go to make things better <br /> <br /> Jimmy Gunn in the signal box <br /> Forever polishing the brass and clocks <br /> Dan Mackay blacksmith lights the forge <br /> Someone shouts, 'Hurray, there's Uncle George'<br /> <br /> Kenny MacLean, the canal driver<br /> Every dip paid less than a fiver <br /> Alastair [?], canal carpenter rare<br /> You should see his cartoons, they're beyond compare<br /> <br /> Jess and that, they had the inn<br /> Many a Clacher left there in a spin<br /> The Macleods - they had the only shop<br /> Selling Highland Toffee and cough drops<br /> <br /> The Christies sold the paraffin <br /> They filled our bottles from a tin<br /> We'd walk out to MacGruer's farm<br /> Not many cars to do us harm<br /> <br /> Up to the poultry farm with tired legs<br /> Paid a sixpence for the chipped eggs<br /> And we'd better not forget Old Jock the Post <br /> Or we may be haunted by his ghost <br /> <br /> To old Granny Fraser's with her hairnet so neat<br /> That's where we went to get our sweets<br /> Her little shop was round the back<br /> So with a stone on her garden seat we'd give a loud rat-a-tat<br /> <br /> Then she'd appear with key in hand <br /> And with such patience to all our demands <br /> Her cups of lemonade we'd all buy<br /> It was like drinking the Preachit Well dry<br /> <br /> Len and Albert Philips and cousin Beryl, true Clachers born <br /> Brothers Walter, Sandy & Rob are Invernesians sworn<br /> Look out when the Gibsons and Birds are about<br /> They are related I heard someone shout'<br /> <br /> Good luck to all Clachers, from Anne Phillips