Well we found St Bridget’s Kirk eventually, it’s a medieaval church ruin. You take a left turn along the coastal path at the Dalgety Bay Sailing Club and walk through the woods. There are warning signs along the path telling you not to eat anything from the sea there. In fact, don’t go down to the beach at all as the signs also say that there is danger of radiation!!! This is a result of contamination from the luminous dials which were in World War II aeroplanes which were dumped there just after the war. They are supposed to be cleaning it all up – sometime.
We could see the stonework of the ruined church through the trees after a while so we kept going even although it was beginning to get dark already, I can’t wait for the winter solstice when the days will begin to lengthen again.
The photo below is of the view from the side of the kirk/church. St Bridget’s was mentioned in a Papal document as far back as 1178 but obviously it became a Presbyterian kirk in later years.
This winding staircase leads to the upper floor of the kirk which is an area called the lairdsloft.
And this is what it looks like up there. The kirk was used until the 1880s so some of the graves outside date from then whilst others are so old that you can’t make out any of the inscriptions at all.
This is the other end of the kirk. The ceilings must have been quite low as the holes where the beams fitted aren’t very high up at all, it must have felt quite claustrophobic.
This is the view from an upper window, I wonder if the glass was coloured or clear. It looks out onto the island which the original monks lived on.
It’s a lovely place to visit, quite peaceful despite being popular with the local dog walkers and children.