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Go to our page, and you get who Travellers are and who we are not.

Very creative; love it! ❤

It currently starts about 10 minutes in - once TH-cam has finished processing, I will tidy it up a bit - it just takes a while for TH-cam to think about it all!

Lovely telling Mike and great job Amy. This is magic storytelling :D

Tena hoki koe e te kairakau, e te kaiarahi e Hirini

Well done you for listening

A census of the niinete fiftie had a map of Gaelic speakers in Scotland and it was huge

Also there is a saying about " black spots where accidents happens again and again. From spirits

The word in Tibetan for demon is don can be doubt in the etymology

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This is amazing 👏 Well done. Love love love it.

What a beautiful way of expressing home, Philippa. Thank you for your poetry and stories.

Why are the staurolite crystals a.k.a "fairy cross, brown looking. They say they were made of fairy tears that thee fairies cried when they heard thee news of thee crucifixion of Jesus Christ, I wonder were thee fairies crying blood.

Well I am happy/glad I am hearing this story tonight. People knew thee old Irish people needed Jesus because thee Druids were killing people and all type of magic the Celtics people were in England too and I heard a long time ago over their people always sacrificed a child before they built a bridge, a lot of people needed Jesus apparently but in thee process people got rich off of sugar "sucrose", cotton, coffee, indigo, tobacco. Thee people in Peru needed Jesus too thee Spanish believed and Ireland got some potatoes out thee deal.

It was a first for me, loved it and will be back for more as well as catching up on session gone by 👍🙂❤️

Yes! Looking forward to the Shonaleigh and Sef part two - special!

Love it

thank you so much! It deeply moved my soul.

Such a fascinating life! Wonderful to know more about you, Debbie. The story was superb, of course, I expected that! Thank you to the host and Taking The Tradition On for having this.

Looking forward to more, Ty💕

Thank you, really enjoyed💕

I remember Duncan coming tae ma school early 90s and telling us stories (Renton Primary School)....fantastic memories....Archie....

I love the stroll across the story history, in the trail of nations and cultures rolling over and through Belgium, thus exchanging stories, myths and culture. Thank you for posting this!!

Thank you Amy & Kasper. Inspiring dialogue between you. When is part 2?......

Hooray! Lovely interview and chats. I saw Eddie speak and tell at Beyond the Border in the 90s and he's been rattling around inside my head ever since :) Oh and yes ... been to Eddie's website and bought one of his books direct from him :) Thank you :)

Thanks for this guys. I am in California. Big hugs

Wonderful to curl up on this side of the world and listen to you both :-)

I have just listened to Helen East and her husband Rick Wilson, and Amy, you have a treasure there. I loved hearing their stories of Duncan, their memories and their thoughts about him. I was utterly astonished by the story of the slug!!!!! That is amazing. I am a gardener and before that a child who was terrified of slugs touching her. I did relax about slugs when in the company of a man who saw them - or rather one in particular - as a creation on Earth worthy of wonder. Through his eyes I too saw their beauty. But back to being a gardener. I tried the beer method and the salt method of killing them (once they'd killed my one and only baby delphinium it was war). I even threw a bunch of them (still alive) into a metal trash can on a super hot day - I am, I was right afterwards, ashamed of that. Eventually the only way I could kill them was to cut them in half myself, one slug at a time; kind of taking responsibility for each life as it were. And having their suffering be shorter. And only as many as I could see in the evening, nothing wholesale. I did notice that slugs ate raspberries which we grew, but as they only seemed to take the fallen ones, I could share with them. And I did notice slugs in abundance in the compost area, where nothing special was growing. I told them they could live unmolested in my garden if they stayed right in that area, or under the raspberry row, but if I found them elsewhere I would kill them. From then on, and with some protective measures put in place as well, slugs ceased to be a big problem. I did want a muscovy duck at one point. They love to eat slugs. Back to this amazing interview about and inspired by Duncan. I so enjoyed them both. And you were great at giving them free rein. I loved watching your face as they told of him. How much you loved him was right there. Helen's story was so moving. I'd read it before, and that was a pleasure, but she helped me live in that story. Many thanks to all three of you for honesty and humour and love concerning Duncan, his life, his ways and his storytelling.

Hello Amy. Just watched this and enjoyed it so much. Congratulations on setting up the channel. I’ll be back for a live listen.

I took a Fred Olsen cruise to the Orkneys, Shetland, and Outer Hebrides in Sept 2017. Love the Orkneys. It is beautiful, and all the history is absolutely astounding. Absolutely one of my favorites. I from the west coast of the United States, between Seattle Washington & Vancouver British Columbia Canada

Great exchange here and lovely recount of how it all took off 😊

Thanks, watching at Wed29th/midday.

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At big Willie MacPhee's funeral, Jimmy's song "Willie You're a Hero' was playing in the background just released from Jimmy's then new CD. It's clear who he got his talent from! His dad! The late Sheila Douglas's book 'The Last of the Tinsmiths', I think?, goes into the funeral of Willie in more detail. It was through both Duncan and David that I met my wife to be, Alison. Alison had been a tenant of David in Edinburgh, who, for the BBC, had come over to Leeziewells to record him on Friday 13th (lucky for some) January 1989 telling a tale or two. I had been travelling with Duncan on and off for about 4 months. David, on that occasion, also recorded me singing Alexander MacDonald's great song 'Am Breacan Uallach' (1746) - The proud Plaid. Alison came over with him and his wife Linda, and the rest, as they say, is history. Ami .... long time no see ! Is your dad still with us? I remember the first time I met Jimmy. It was back in the late summer of 1988. I had been school visiting with Duncan in Helensburgh telling tales and talking about old Highland Dress. After we had been at the John Logie Baird school in Helensburgh, Duncan said, "Cum oan son I'll tak ye ower the hill till Dumbarton." So Duncan, stopped off to pick up some 'refreshment' for the journey and guided us in the old blue Marina that I was driving over the hill on a wee bit road over the pass to Dumbarton. It was marvellous being with him as we came over the crest of the mountain road, being punctuated with exhortations from 'Faither' tae "sees yer troch!" i.e. the top of the beer can fashioned into a drinking vessel! as we 'refreshed ourselves enroute. We finally arrived at the caravan site and we stayed and ceilidh'd with Jimmy and co. all night. It was the most marvellous ceilidh ever! Eckie MacPhee came in with his pipes and Eckie Sutherland and many other kindred. They were all the most marvellous hosts. Since the death of my grand uncle Tommy, I never felt so welcome and at home. And everyone present took part, either with a tale or tune or auld or, as in the Case of Jimmy, a new sang. The ceilidh lasted until the mouth of the morning arrived and welcomed a new day where we had more school visits on. Those were golden days! Duncan was one of the stars of the real old Argyll as was his generation. One of the greatest givers that I ever knew. He may have own 'things' but 'things' never owned him. Such was his treveller care-free way. With him, from the beginning, on such jaunts, it was like living in the unconscious innocence of a Para Handy tale of old being baptised in summer fragrance of Loch Fine's 'duilsg' with its native verbal eloquence in turns of phrase, now long gone. I was so utterly blessed to have the honour to know these genuine tradition-bearers. We were to have many more adventures together - never to be gotten. And I know that Jimmy has inherited