Having resided as a virtual component only of my TBR (for several years) a copy of The Private Memoirs and Confessions of a Justified Sinner (henceforth Confessions) recently fell into my hands. It was not as big and scary as expected. Not big anyway. The slim volume begins thus:
‘It appears from tradition, as well as some parish registers still extant, that the lands of Dalcastle (or Dalchastel, as it is often spelled) were possessed by a family of the name of Colwan, about one hundred and fifty years ago, and for at least a century previous to that period.’
Ouch.
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