If you drive north of Edinburgh you will reach Dundee before long, and if you weren't put off enough
by that you could drive another 70
miles up the road to Aberdeen, my home town. Located in the north
east of Scotland, Aberdeen had its beginnings in Roman
times
when it was called Devana. In 1167
Aberdeen was founded, consisting of Old Aberdeen on the banks of the River Don and Aberdeen itself on
the banks of the River Dee. During its history Aberdeen has been granted
land
by Robert the Bruce, burnt down
innumerable times, and affected by multiple epidemics. Nothing out of the ordinary for a Scottish city.
These days Aberdeen has the grand title of "Europe's Oil Capital" owing to the concentration of oil
companies and related organisations who have interests in the North Sea fields. Its heliport is the
busiest in Europe and there has been a lot of wealth brought to the city. Consequently house prices
are the second highest in the UK and you don't even want to know how much a pint on a Saturday night
can be. It's almost more than most
Jamaica vacation packages!
Aberdeen is a great place though, there is plenty happening and it is reasonably popular with tourists.
Aberdeen's Town House with the clock tower in the background, and the statue on top of Archibald Simpson's
in the city centre.
The Castlegate is officially the very centre of Aberdeen (or so I'm led to belive) and it is where the
townsfolk congregate on Hogmanay to bring in the New Year. In 2008 a local seagull made his name
here, by repeatedly robbing a corner shop for bags of crisps. Maybe that's him soaring above the bandstand.
Aberdeen University forms the centrepiece for Old Aberdeen, most notably with King's College and its
distinctive crown-shaped tower. The University was founded in 1495. When Robert Gordon's opened later,
there were more universities in Aberdeen than the whole of
England.
This is Marischal College, which used to be part of Aberdeen
University. It is the second largest granite building in the world (after the Escorial in
Madrid),
and is one of the most famous buildings in Aberdeen. Unfortunately, it was converted into
the new home of the city council, at a time when swimming pools and sports centres were closing due
to lack of funds.
William Wallace stands proudly outside His Majesty's Theatre with his broadsword in hand. After Wallace
was hung, drawn and quartered by Longshanks parts of his body were sent to the four corners of
Britain as a warning to other possible traitors. Parts of him ended up in Newcastle, Berwick,
Stirling,
and Aberdeen itself. The statue had to be taken down and repaired in the 1990s as he was getting weak around the
ankles from corrosion. Ironically, they took him to
England.
The domed Cowdray Hall forms an extension to the Aberdeen Art Gallery, and is fronted by the war memorial.
On Rosemount Viaduct stand three of Aberdeen's grandest buildings; the Central Library, St Mark's Church,
and His Majesty's Theatre. Puritans might quote these three together as "education, salvation
and damnation".
Leopards on Union Bridge, which connects the two halfs of Union Street, Aberdeen's "Granite Mile". The
street celebrated its 200th anniversary in 1994, with Europe's largest street party.
Belmont Street was gentrified in the early 2000s, in an effort to bring a bit of café culture to the
city. The weather usually has other ideas, but it's a good central location for grub during the day
and bars at night.
On Schoolhill there still stands the house of James Dun, one of the late 18th century rectors of Aberdeen
Grammar School, which used to sit across the road. That site is now occupied by Robert Gordon's
College, and ol' Jimbo's house is a café and salon.
The Aberdeen Art Gallery like all public museums in the 2000s is free of charge, and hosts travelling
exhibits along with some stalwart permanent attractions. At the time of writing, the Lewis Chessmen
were in residence.
Provost Skene's House is one of few remaining medieval buildings in central Aberdeen. Built in 1545,
it was purchased by Sir George Skene in 1669 and is now a museum.
The Maritime Museum is housed partly in the old house of Provost Ross, and in a fancy glass extension
on Ship Row. It tells the story of Aberdeen's close relationship with the
North Sea,
from fishing to shipbuilding
to offshore oil rigs. There is a huge model of the Murchison Platform in the foyer.
Aberdeen's relationship with the oil industry is plain to see at the harbour itself, where supply boats
chug in and out daily. It's about 12 hours' sailing to the central
North Sea
rigs. In the background you can see the granite tower of the Salvation Army Citadel.
North of Aberdeen is the ten-mile stretch of pure sand that makes up Balmedie Beach. Even in summer
the wind and cold water can be intimidating, but not enough to put off these kite surfers. It may
get a bit more crowded once Donald Trump finishes off his golf course. Maybe one of these days I'll get
one of those
Cancun deals
and compare.
Union Square is the latest addition to Aberdeen's portfolio of shopping centres, bringing in
brands
that the city has never seen before. Union Street itself is also great for shopping - if you want to
buy a
shop.
Another of Aberdeen's shopping malls, this is the ex-flagship Bon Accord Centre, named after the city's
motto which means "happy to meet, sorry to part, happy to meet again". Most of the big chain stores
moved into the shopping centres during the mid eighties which hit Union Street quite hard.
Up in the west end, and the number of flats that subscribe to Sky TV on Esslemont Avenue makes for a
good picture.
Bon Accord Crescent is another good example of Aberdeen's Victorian terraced housing, curving gracefully
opposite open parkland.
View of Fountainhall Road looking towards Rubislaw Church and Queen's Cross. Although one of the drier
parts of the UK (really!) Aberdeen is cold enough to get a significant snowfall most winters.
Here is one of the posh old Victorian houses in the west end by the bowling green. I can't say much
else about it except that its a nice winter picture.
This was the house of George Washington Wilson, a famous Aberdonian who spent his time taking pictures
in the late 19th early 20th century. His work is the most complete record of Aberdeen in the Victorian
era. His house is now a bank.
I spent six years of my life at Aberdeen Grammar School.
It is actually a state school like any other but retains the name to preserve its history.
AGS was founded sometime prior to 1256, but no-one's really sure. The successive list of Rectors
since 1479 is known. The current building was heavily damaged by fire in 1986, after which the interior
was redesigned and rebuilt to modern standards.