Does everybody know who 'Cutty Sark' was.....

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The figure on the ship 'Cutty Sark' bow is a likeness of her. Robert Burns wrote an epic tale about 'Tam O' Shanter, a rough and ready sort of guy. There was a poor little girl living who's only possession was a night shirt that her grandmother had given her when she was small. By the time she grew up, she had become larger and more 'voluptuous'. She joined a coven of witches who gathered around a fire in the woods. Still,she only wore her 'Cutty' (cut off short) 'Sark' (shirt) and that became her name. Tam O' Shanter was riding through the woods one night and came upon the witches dancing seductively around a fire. Cutty Sark was by far the most impressive and Tam O' Shanter called out 'Well done, Cutty Sark' and probably gave a wolf whistle or two. The witches were angered at the interruption of their ritual and gave chase. He knew that he had to get across the river in order to be same. As he reached the bridge, Cutty Sark snatched his horses tail off, but he was safe.

So they named the Tea Clipper after her and at some point a brand of Scotch Whiskey.
 
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There was a coven on Wayah Road near Franklin, NC for several years. The locals did not care for them at all. I have no idea where they went, but they have been gone for at least three years.
 
The figure on the ship 'Cutty Sark' bow is a likeness of her. Robert Burns wrote an epic tale about 'Tam O' Shanter, a rough and ready sort of guy. There was a poor little girl living who's only possession was a night shirt that her grandmother had given her when she was small. By the time she grew up, she had become larger and more 'voluptuous'. She joined a coven of witches who gathered around a fire in the woods. Still,she only wore her 'Cutty' (cut off short) 'Sark' (shirt) and that became her name. Tam O' Shanter was riding through the woods one night and came upon the witches dancing seductively around a fire. Cutty Sark was by far the most impressive and Tam O' Shanter called out 'Well done, Cutty Sark' and probably gave a wolf whistle or two. The witches were angered at the interruption of their ritual and gave chase. He knew that he had to get across the river in order to be same. As he reached the bridge, Cutty Sark snatched his horses tail off, but he was safe.

So they named the Tea Clipper after her and at some point a brand of Scotch Whiskey.


You forgot the picture.:D

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Edit. The Cutty Sark sailed under Portuguese flag on the last years of her career.
 

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.... Scotch Whiskey.

"Scotch Whisky," if you please. :):):)

My Irish and American cousins add the "e" (along with a few of my Canadian friends). But the rest of the world follow my Scottish ancestors' spelling.

Neat story, by the way. Robert Burns is one of my heros, and I've been known to read Tam O'Shanter after the meal at a Burns dinner.

Slainte Mhor!
 
"Scotch Whisky," if you please. :):):)
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Slainte Mhor!

Same to you!

Cutty Sark Blended Scotch Whisky, by the way, created in the 1920s by the legendary spirits merchants Berry Bros & Rudd of London, and having the Glenrothes as its lead malt (I just stick to that one :)), used to call itself Scots Whisky for a long time on the older labels.

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...that the market for witches crashed.


I delivered mail to some Islanders for a few years. I guess they practiced voodoo. Every time I took a package to their door I would see chicken beaks and feet in a large copper pan that resembled a Wok. If they ever cast a spell on me it didn't work.
 
A town near here Athol, ID. was famous for witches back in the 70's. If you drove by and looked at houses you'd see upside down crosses on some of the houses. There were all kinds of local folklore stories about seeing fires off in the distance, going over and seeing the covens dancing around. Another story was someone driving down a country road and coming upon a group with their arms and hands linked blocking the road, somebody screamed "Don't stop whatever you do!" The guy drove through the link, drove for a few hundred yards, turned around, went back and nobody was there, he knew he had hit a few of them as they scattered. Back in those days the local animal shelters used to notice the black cats getting picked up more than usual.
This was also in the general vicinity of the semi famous Butler Aryan Nation delegation that roamed around North Idaho and caused a few disruptions before having the IRS close them down or something to that effect.
 
A town near here Athol, ID. was famous for witches back in the 70's. If you drove by and looked at houses you'd see upside down crosses on some of the houses. There were all kinds of local folklore stories about seeing fires off in the distance, going over and seeing the covens dancing around. Another story was someone driving down a country road and coming upon a group with their arms and hands linked blocking the road, somebody screamed "Don't stop whatever you do!" The guy drove through the link, drove for a few hundred yards, turned around, went back and nobody was there, he knew he had hit a few of them as they scattered. Back in those days the local animal shelters used to notice the black cats getting picked up more than usual.
This was also in the general vicinity of the semi famous Butler Aryan Nation delegation that roamed around North Idaho and caused a few disruptions before having the IRS close them down or something to that effect.

And the surrounding stores were always out of eye of newt. :)
 
...that the market for witches crashed.

One of the largest groups ( per capita ) of witches to be found in the midwest is said to be in the Willard, MO area, north of Springfield a very few miles. No one I have asked that live in the Willard area seems to know why. One guy I talked to about it said his wife became one several years ago, and he eventually had to divorce her because of it.
 
My wife and I started dating the summer I studied for the bar exam. One of the gals she worked with was a "white" witch or good witch, so she claimed. Was a nice enough gal. When it came time for the Bar Exam she cast a "spell" on me and I passed. Surely had to be the spell and not all the studying I did that summer.
 
We have some 'Root Doctors'...

I delivered mail to some Islanders for a few years. I guess they practiced voodoo. Every time I took a package to their door I would see chicken beaks and feet in a large copper pan that resembled a Wok. If they ever cast a spell on me it didn't work.

...on the barrier Islands here. If they 'chew the root' on you, you're in for a bad time. Just kidding, it's all based on suggestion and intimidation. If you are suggestive and able to be manipulated it can work. A doctor (psychiatrist) friend of mine was given a patient who was convinced she was going to die because somebody put the root on her. The other doctors had given up in exasperation. He got his rug, dark sunglasses and sat there doing incantations, then gave her some pills that turn your urine red and told her that when it turned red, it meant she was 'cured'. It worked. I've read several books by a Sheriff in Beaufort, SC where he used his knowledge of root medicine to get to the bottom of some crimes.
 
My wife and I started dating the summer I studied for the bar exam. One of the gals she worked with was a "white" witch or good witch, so she claimed. Was a nice enough gal. When it came time for the Bar Exam she cast a "spell" on me and I passed. Surely had to be the spell and not all the studying I did that summer.
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Study? Harrumph. Most of the Bar is first year crud, and I have taken and passed two on the first shot.
What scares me is the number of windowlickers who have licenses and are complete idiots.
 
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