Forgive my pomposity in using my inherited title, but given that the subject of this discussion is Fuinary I thought it justifiable, and even fun.

AS to the spelling this is the variation we use as a family and endorsed by the Lord Lyon. (Jings two instances of pomposity in four lines, how you must hate me already!)

My family tradition is that the song was first penned in English by my forebear Carid Nan Ghael (the friend of the Highlander)as a Sunday afternoon task set in a big house somewhere in Kintyre.

An amusing aside is perhaps that this self same man was recently assumed to have performed a marriage ceremony between Queen Victoria and John Brown. Certainly if she was going to marry Brown it is likely that she would have chosen Norman, but any other assumption would be largely conjecture.

The core of the sentiment concerns the sad reality that over half of Morvern left the peninsula during the clearances, some through force others through economic migrancy (See Morvern Transformed -Gaskill)and of these many would have left from the pier at Fuinary- still standing.

I am no historian, but I am a part-time journalist and perhaps the most pertinent factor is that of the two thousand people who lived in Morvern at that time, mid eighteen sixties there are now less than a dozen who can claim to be descended from that community, and of those few can find houses in the area.

My point is that the song is still a call to arms, change must happen in our Highland areas if the few Gaels left are to survive.

We live in the last few years of a Culture that has lasted a thousand years. Be moved by Toromod's song and dont hide modestly, act.