Free Scottish Myths and Legends by Rodger Moffet, Amanda Moffet, Donald Cuthill, Tom Moss

inscription: "Ni fallat fatum, Scoti quocumque locatum Invenient lapidiem, regnasse tenetur ibidem": "If the Destiny proves true, then the Scots are known to have been Kings wherever men find this stone." There was no such inscription on the official Stone. The fact that this type of Sandstone is indigenous to Perth does suggest that it was switched and that the original was hidden - some say in nearby Dunsinnan Hill. The great joke perpetrated by the monks on the subsequent kings of England is that the stone probably covered a cess pit in the castle so every king of England since Edward's successor right up to Queen Elizabeth has been crowned - perched over an old drain cover!

The Siege of Leith
     
By Rodger Moffet
     
Living in Edinburgh you are always aware that wherever you go you are trekking over centuries of history, that you can't walk anywhere without walking on ancient bones. However in our little office in Leith we were completely unaware of the history right under our feet.
     
     
King James V died in 1542 when the heir to the throne Mary (Queen of Scots) was only six days old. His Queen Consort, Mary of Guise ruled as Regent until such time as Mary was able to take up the throne. Mary was French with strong family connections so the bond between Scotland and France, the 'auld alliance' was stronger than ever.
     
     
This did not please the English and the Protestant movement in Scotland which had been gathering momentum for some time. As the situation worsened Mary called for support from her home nation. France responded and 3000 troops arrived in Leith and set up a garrison there.
     
     
English troops, assisted by the Protestant Scottish factions had been camped around the entrance to the River Forth and the French (crack troops fresh from European wars) set about routing them. The French were commanded by Monsieur D'Essé, he quickly realised the strategic importance of Leith and set about building massive fortifications around the town. The French mounted a successful assault on the island of Inchkeith, killing the garrison commander, and returning in triumph. The Scots had mounted batteries around the Leith fortifications and once again the skilled French broke out to attack them. They easily captured cannons mounted on Calton Hill. Fighting raged across Leith links and up onto the higher ground by Hawkhill and Prospect Hill. The protestant Scots began to feel that their God had deserted them. A more convenient excuse rather than the reality that their relatively inexperienced and ill disciplined army were no match for the French.
     
     
Gradually though the English and Scottish alliance began to gain the upper hand. English warships blockaded the port and stopped supplies from reaching the French garrison. Fortified batteries and siege trenches grew nearer to the French positions. Three massive batteries were set up surrounding them; Mount Falcon (near Leith hospital) Mount Pelham and Mount Somerset (situated on high ground to the south of the current Leith links). The constant bombardment wore down the French and the terrified Leithers still living in the town. Despite several successful French raids they were beginning to starve, reduced to eating horsemeat the end was in sight (an excavation in recent times at the bottom of Easter road discovered an old well full of horses heads).
     
     
Nevertheless the French had been given orders to defend the town to the last man and no amount of force was going to remove them. The English, tired of the conflict and of the constant jibes from the French ramparts looked for a different route to victory and looked towards their diplomats to settle the issue.
     
     
Mary of Guise had fallen gravely ill by this time and Queen Elizabeth's secretary, Sir William Cecil arrived in Leith to negotiate a truce. The Treaty of Edinburgh was drawn up and the French were offered safe passage home with the English also returning south. On the 16h July 1560, the French