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Methlick maps

Historic maps of Methlick and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Methlick maps

Methlick photos

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Fyvie| New Deer| Ellon

Methlick area books

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Memories of Methlick

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Aberdeenshire memories

Camping by The Ythan

In my last two years at the High School six  of us girls from there camped by the Ythan river at Gight Castle, they were Jeannie Smith, Doreen Ruddiman, Nora Henderson, Isobel Argo, my sister and I, Margaret Argo. We had two tents and took turns of cooking, shopping in Methlick, and drawing water from the Ythan to boil for drinking. We exlored the castle daily when we were not the duty two, and one night we decided to sleep out in the ruins under the stars. We were rudely awakened by a ram stumbling among the loose stones, we were terrified thinking that it was a ghost. We did not repeat the experience. Nora's brother Bill was camping nearby with the Scouts and sometimes came to visit, also my parents made random visits to check that we were alright. Happy, happy memories.


My husband's grandparents Alexander and Jane Gillespie are buried at Barhol Chapel, Aberdeenshire. Alexander died on 20 January 1940. We have a photograph of their gravestone there.

Happy Childhood

I spent most of my childhood in Tarves, my father was James Argo the bank manager. I remember cycling all around the grounds at Haddo House, attending Evensong at the private chapel on a Sunday night. I remember Duthie Webster and the Christmas parties they gave for the children of the village. I remember singing in the choir at Craigdam Church. I remember the Presley brothers, George the butcher, and Charlie the farmer and their sister who taught me to play the piano. I remember the deaf dressmaker in Duthies who used to make our clothes, and the Massie farmers at Nethermill who used to give me lovely teas and to look around their farm. I remember Charlie Webster who married the local nurse, and the old road down to Thornroan and of course our weekly walks to run around in Tolquhon Castle and the plays we made up and acted out there. I was also married from there and had connections till my father retired, so I have many... Read more


Hi from Australia. My grandmother, Elizabeth (Selbie) Burr, was born on 19th Jan 1880, her parents, John & Barbara Selbie lived in Auchnagatt. John died on 5th Feb 1916 & was interred in Old Deer Cemetery, & unsure when John was born, or when Barbara was born or when she died. My grandfather John Burr was born on 14 Jan 1879, in Fyvie & Elizabeth & John were married in Ellon on 28th Dec 1902. They moved to Aberdeen & had 4 children, Bathia, Barbara, John & James. The family moved to Australia in 1911 where they had Alexander (dec.), Sidney, Lillian (my mother), Alice (dec.), Mary, Ronald. They all married & had families of their own. My husband & I have been through Auchnagatt in 2009, it was a lovely little village, but that was before I found out more of my family from the area. I am now very interested in the family tree. I am finding out more each day from the web pages I search. We are... Read more

Gordo'ns Cottage, Australia

My wife and myself are caretakers of Adam Lindsay Gordon Cottage, Dingleydell, near Port Macdonnell, South Australia, built 1862 and purchased by ALG in 1864. I am the present president of the Adam Lindsay Gordon committee. Adam is the only poet from down under to have his bust in the abbey, born 1833-1870 he was 37 years of age when he died by his own hand in Brighton, Victorian poet, horseman, father,and farmer, his name Gordon is held high in Australia - seee or We have a great print of castle if required, let us know. We get thousands of tourists each year to visit his heritage home called Dingley Dell, named from 'Pickwick Papers'. Gordon exiled to Australia (Adelaide 1853), he was a remittance boy then Penola 34 miles north of Mount Gambier as a trooper to be friends with Father Tension Woods, boss of young Mary Mckillop (Oct will be made a saint). Far too much to tell, lost his inheritance, 7000, in 1866 by taking sheep... Read more

Happy Days at Arnage Castle

Arnage Castle 1961, Ellon
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1942/1976 - I am the son of Alex Stewart, brother to D.C. Stewart. I spent my early years at Arnage during and after the war. I was at all the Arnage gatherings and met many stars of stage and screen. Many the time the Rolls Royce would collect me and my sister at school to take us out to the castle for weekends. There were 6 brothers; Charlie, Bill, Alex, Frank, Davy and Donald. Both my father and mother saw active service during the War and that is why I spent so much time at the castle being looked after by the two grannies. The castle bedrooms were designated by their color ie.. the green room, the blue room and the red room etc. To the south of the castle there was a lake and beyond that was the hill where there was about 6 Shetland ponies which we tried to catch and ride. D.C. was great fun, always kidding with you, one of his cars had a trumpet... Read more

Arnage Castle, Ellon

Arnage Castle 1961, Ellon
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Arnage Castle belonged to Donald Charles Stewart from the early 1930s until it went out of the Stewart family at the end of the 1980s. D C Stewart as he was known was the largest privately owned housebuilder in the north east of Scotland.  One of six brothers, all but one were involved in the building firm. Arnage played host to stars of film and theatre from around the world.  A Jay Gatsby of his day, D C Stewart was a philanthropist and a colourful character, known for his lavish parties, his love of cars, antiques.  The marble fireplace in main lounge bears his initials DCS carved into the stone.  A story which has come down through the generations is that as a young boy Donald loved to climb over the wall of the orchard and pick himself an apple from a tree.  One day however the owner happened to catch the young boy who, as he was being led out of the orchard, retorted 'I'm going to own this... Read more

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