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“And so to Bamburgh castle, the king a new wife did bring.
But his queen took an instant dislike to her husband’s daughter, Margaret,
And transformed her into a Laidly Wyrm which coiled itself about a Great Stone,
And laid waste the land for seven miles around.
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Daily, the milk of seven cows was brought the Wyrm but all to no avail,
For the enchantment could only be lifted by Childy Wynd,
Margaret’s brother, but he lived far away over the sea.
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‘The Pilgrims’ sally forth…
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Word of the dark doings in his homeland eventually reached Childy,
Who built a ship with a rowan-tree mast and silken sails,
And set out to rid Bamburgh of its blight.
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The queen, she spied the ship and sent out ‘witch-wives’ to sink it,
But they were powerless ‘gainst the magical mast.
As the ship came into land, the Wyrm leapt up,
The Wyrm leapt down, and plaiting ’round the stane,
Banged it out to sea again.
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Dunstanburgh: ‘A ruinous ego’?…
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Undaunted, Childy put in on Budle Sand and waded ashore.
Finally encountering the Wyrm, Childy laid his sword upon its head,
Yet gave it kisses three,
And though it crept back into its hole a Wyrm,
It stepped out, a Lady.
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Together, brother and sister returned to Bamburgh,
To be greeted by their joyful father, the king.
The queen was transformed, by Childy, into a toad,
Which to this day spits venom on girls out walking.”
Duncan Frasier AD 1270
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This is a great tale, Stuart.
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Yes, tales of dragons, and knights, and witches, seem to follow us around, or vice versa… 😉
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..Bamburg is pronounced Bamborough. Don’t ask me why…
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Family relationships… Eh!!
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Quite… 😉
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What a story! Incredible!!! Thank you truly.
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