Two major hills dominate the city of Dundee: The Law and Balgay. (I am discounting here
the built up areas of the Hilltown and Menzieshill.) For me, growing up in its
shadow, Balgay was literally more prominent in my consciousness than the Law,
iconic though the latter is. The great
wooded ridge of Balgay arches like a huge whale on the skyline, which could be
picked out on winter nights by the line of electric lights illuminating the
paths near the summit.
Familiarity with
Balgay makes you rueful about a certain lack of history, and mystery, of the
place. The place-name seems to mean
‘town of wind’ and must refer to some part of the land around Balgay (Victoria)
Park to the south of the hill. There was
an ancient settlement here before the Gaelic name; the Old Statistical Account in the 18th century mentions
that a very large souterrain, an underground passage built by the Picts, was
discovered at Balgay. But all traces of
this have unfortunately vanished. On one
of the lower slopes of the hill is a stone ‘rose window’ which originated in St
Mary’s Church in central Dundee. The
window fell to earth when the ancient church burned down in 1841 and was
salvaged and, perhaps oddly, planted in Balgay.
(Further details can be found on the Friends
of Balgay website: http://balgay.btck.co.uk/TheRoseWindow.)
These days, in spring time at least, it comes alive with flowers planted in its
’petals’ instead of the stained glass panes which may once have been there.
Apart from that, there are few traces of
interesting archaeology associated with the hill, except perhaps the few
historic beads which were found nearby.
At least, I thought so until I recently stumbled across a website which shows
a cup-marked stone which was apparently found on the top of the hill. How come I wasn’t aware of this before? Who knows, but is seems a remarkable find.
The stone seems to have lurked hidden (at least to myself) near the wonderful
Mills Observatory on the summit of the hill.
The British Rock Art Collection
details a great many stones marked by the hands of humans, including quite a
few from Angus (http://ukra.jalbum.net/brac/Scotland/Angus/Balgay%20Hill%20-Dundee/index.html.)
One part of Balgay
Hill which is haunted, in the imagination if not in fact, is the Victorian wrought
iron bridge which spans the gap the main road runs through. On one side is the wooded parkland, full of
walks and nature; the east side of the hill is home to the dead, a sprawling
graveyard that was a place of dread to small children back in the day. A favourite dare when I was small was to run
from the living side to the graveyard side and back again. You made your own scant entertainment in
those days. The bridge was also an infamous vantage point to view the
mysterious hot-footed spectre running below who was known to us (and to generations
before) as The Man WithThe White
Sandshoes, who used to pursue and terrify the nurses from nearby Victoria Hospital. [More about him in the future.]
Despite all this, I
always had the underlying feeling that Balgay deserved more ghosts, more
legends. These Edwardian lads pictured
on the bridge on an old postcard meanwhile show no fear of the place. Perhaps one or two of them linger there
still.
Postcard from author's collection |
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