Both my grandfather and my grandmother Isobel, who passed away just a few months before him, spent most of their lives on their croft just up the road from here at Tyrie, near Strichen. He was a fantastically talented singer, multi-instrumentalist and storyteller. It was grandad more than anyone else who gave me the inspiration to learn the fiddle and to enjoy all of the opportunities which have come from that.
His funeral, at the kirk at Tyrie, which was attended by friends from far and wide, was hopefully a fitting send off and an occasion at which he might liked to have been at himself to hear all that was said and sung. His coffin was carried out of the kirk while fellow champion bothy ballad singer Joe Aitken sang 'Annie McKelvie' - a favourite of my grandmother's which she always like to ask Joe to sing for her. When everyone in the church joined in during the choruses, I could just have imagined him singing along with us.
One day, I might write something more about them and the lives they lived but for now, here's a link to an obituary which the Ellon Times was good enough to print, which gives a flavour of a remarkable life.