Chapel Green

 

How the ancient Chapel looks today and how it may have looked in 1093 

Earlsferry Beacon, just off the point at Chapel Green

  

 

Regardless of where I happen to be, Earlsferry draws me like a salmon that's heading back up the river. Each time my ancestry kicks in and I'm compelled to return for an all too short visit to the place where I was born and grew up, I’m astounded by the calm, the serenity and the unspoiled beauty of this ancient village.

 

One time when I was a small boy I remember walking along the golden sand beach with my elderly friend Monty Moncrieff.  Monty had traveled to most every corner of the world. He made the comment, “During my lifetime I’ve seen many beautiful places but I’ve yet to see one that has what Earlsferry has.” How right he was. There’s just so much about Earlsferry and it’s surroundings that words can’t describe. It’s a unique place and I was indeed fortunate in that I was born and grew up there. Most of my contemporaries, except a very few, are gone but Earlsferry never loses it’s charm and it’s magic.  People come and people go.  Over time the lifestyle of the residents has changed but Earlsferry the village remains essentially the same. Well almost. The local dialect has all but disappeared, as it has in all of the "Aist Nyuk" villages and today's people speak English and other languages. I also feel a sense of loss when I see a vacant place where an old home used to be or a beautiful old mansion house or a building is either no longer there or has been split up and converted into holiday flats.

 

Earlsferry refuses to let me go. For 28 idyllic years I called the village home.  For another 55 years I’ve been gone from Earlsferry but not for one day of these 55 years have I not awakened in the middle of the night to find that Earlsferry has transported  me backwards in time,  I may not be in Earlsferry in person and I may be thousands of miles away but Earlsferry, my first love, has always possessed me. Some loves you get over and life goes on  but for me there's just no "getting over" or "away" from Earlsferry. After this length of time I know "I" never will.  

 

Earlsferry is a place where time essentially stands still. One  has only to meander along the beautiful shell scattered golden sand beach and on to Chapel Green to see the remains of the ancient chapel where carved into the gable is the date 1093.  That’s almost a thousand years ago. 

 

When I was a boy in addition to the one remaining gable there were partial remains of the side walls that were visible. In the space of my lifetime despite dabs of cement now and then being applied to stave off erosion the remains keep crumbling and the structure becomes less and less. It's really sad that over the centuries the Chapel, instead of being kept in good repair and in daily use has eroded and been allowed to deteriorate to the point that all that's now left is a bit of one crumbling gable and humps of wild grass that outline the Chapel's foundation.

 

The gazillion pound location of the ruined chapel commands the best and completely unobstructed view of Earlsferry and Elie, the harbour, the Lighthouse, the May island and the islands and southern shores of the Firth of Forth.  Imagine back in time to the days when the Chapel was built and how wayfarers over the centuries used it on a day to day basis.  

 

Other parts of the world may be in the doldrums  but today Earlsferry is "on the move" and the timing is right for a champion to emerge to get a group together to give the Chapel a new lease on life by getting a new one designed and built. Such a chapel would provide starry-eyed couples from near and afar with a most meaningful place for their weddings.  

 

A Wayfarers Chapel made from the rugged dark navy-blue whin-stone of the area with leaded and stained glass windows, carved heavy oak and iron studded door, internal furnishings to match, slate roof etc. would be a great community project, a landmark inspiring sight, a wonderful asset and most importantly one that's in-keeping with Chapel Green and the ancient village ----

 

---- one that just might last for another thousand years.

 

What a setting for a chapel wedding. 

 

What a setting for a wedding chapel

 

The Chapel by the Sea at Chapel Green, from Earlsferry beach

 

 A most serene, symbolic and very special place.

 

Our neighbour played the bagpipes. On calm summer evenings as the sun was low in the west he would strap on his kilt and go to the Chapel where he would play until the sun set. One of his favourite tunes was the Eriskay Love Lilt which was a delight to the ear as his sounds of nostalgia faintly drifted across the bay.

 

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