Tibbie Tamson and the Three Brethren

This walk, the Three Brethren, was undertaken as part of our Christmas trip to the Scottish Borders in 2022. Starting at the Philiphaugh car park just outside Selkirk it ascends to three striking cairns.
But first we took a detour about half way up to visit Tibbie Tamson’s grave. She, allegedly, was a simple-minded woman from Selkirk who was caught stealing yarn in 1790. She was so distressed and embarrassed that she hanged herself. Because she was regarded as a criminal she could not be buried in consecrated ground, but fortunately some sympathetic townsfolk found a resting place for her on the side of the hill.
The grave has a central stone inscribed Tamson 1790 and two plaques. The first, undated, has the epitaph:
Where the curlews cry and wild birds fly
Tibbie thro’ the centuries lies
The stone is cracked yet bears the name
A witch, perhaps, but who’s to blame
The second marks the bicentenary of Tibbie’s death, and the grave is well tended, so it is nice to know that she is still remembered.
From here we descended back to the main path. Fabulous views.
Continuing to climb, the scenery became a bit bleaker, but the Brethren soon came into view.
The Three Brethren are 1100 feet above sea level and around 10 feet high. They date back to the 16th century when they were built to mark the boundaries of the ancient burghs of Selkirk, Yair and Philiphaugh. They could also signify the meeting of three rivers below: the Tweed, the Yarrow and the Ettrick. John is attempting to use one as a shield from the wind.
The views were lovely but, as it was so cold at the top, we didn’t linger long before setting off down a different path to return to Philiphaugh.
Just before the carpark we accepted the invitation to sit on Kirsty Jean MacAskill’s bench. Dead before she reached 30 – there is a sad story here, but although I’ve found various other walkers online who stopped and wondered about her too, nobody seems to know who she was.
I’m getting out of sync with Jo and her Monday walks by publishing mine on a Friday. Nevertheless, I’m linking up. I have one more Borders walk to share then it’ll be on to Amsterdam. Quite a change!

The fence between the 3 Brethen doesn’t seem to be a usual fence. You captured the beauty of the views in your photos. The cold I will just have to imagine but I do know what that Scottish wind can feel like. Bernie
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Thank you. The cold is probably best left to the imagination!
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I have never seen these brethren things before. Very interesting and a great walk by the looks of it.
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Thanks, it was. I like a walk with stories attached!
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That walk looks marvellous and I love the first line of Tibbies poem ‘ Where curlews cry and wild birds fly’ that’s beautiful.
Do I spy a trig point amongst The Three Brethren?
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You do indeed spy a trig point! Would look better without it. I love Tibbie’s poem too.
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Looks like a grand walk. Those Cairns are similar to the Nine Standards up on the Pennines near Kirkby Stephen. There’s other collections of cairns on other hills in the area too, including Wild Boar Fell. Must have taken some effort to build them
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Yes, a bargain basement version of the Nine Standards! Which I have not yet done.
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I know how much you love bogs, Anabel, 😱 so that is definitely a route to walk after a good spell of dry weather!
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I think I do remember noting bogs when you wrote about it!
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What a beautiful walk, the views are glorious. Tibbie Tamson’s story is so sad, it’s nice she’s still remembered and that her grave is tended to.
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Yes, i thought that was very touching.
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Good set of photographs. One of the first walks I ever did when I joined up with a local walking club in the early 1980s. Not been back since. Maybe time for a revisit. Bob. BSS.
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Thanks. I had not heard of the Three Brethren till we stayed in the Borders in 2021. We had my mum with us and we weren’t able to leave her for very long so we didn’t do it. I’m glad to have had another chance.
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Interesting walks and stories. I’m like you, intrigued by curiosities without answers. As ever, it’s also good to see your pictures
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Thanks Brenda!
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Such colorful countryside, especially with the monuments and stories to go with.
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Yes, I was glad we made the detour to see Tibbie’s grave. It wasn’t in my book of walks which just took you straight up to the Brethren, but fortunately I found a leaflet about it in the cottage where we were staying.
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Poor Tibbie. I’m glad she is remembered. It was worth that freezing walk to see the glorious views. And Amsterdam to come, that will be exciting.
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Yes, it’s good that people still look after her grave. Amsterdam was also last year, so I’m still well behind!
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You got a splendid view from the top.
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We certainly did!
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Your walks take me away. I love them and all the information.
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Thank you (and apologies for delay – found you in spam).
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The views are really beautiful!
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Thanks, it’s a very pretty part of the country.
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What a lovely hike. I do love the views. (Suzanne)
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Thanks Suzanne, we enjoyed the hike despite the cold weather.
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Love the walk with those splendid views across the hills and the interest of the Tibbie Tamson plaques and the Three Brethren. The lonesome tree is a favourite!
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It’s such a spindly, lonely little tree!
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A sad story, but a bracing walk. Amsterdam will be quite different!
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Bracing is a good word for it!
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Your image labelled ‘descent’ took me straight back to riding holidays based at Lauder, which must have been late 70s/early 80s!
And Tibbie Tamson is a perfect name for a witch.
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Not so very far away! Those three peaks are visible for miles.
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Your views are lovely to see.
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Thank you. We enjoyed them!
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A sad story about Tibbie, but I’m glad she was given such a beautiful resting place and that her grave is still well looked-after. The views here look stunning and the Three Brethren very interesting – but cold!
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It was quite a short walk but i was glad not to suffer that biting wind for too long. Poor Tibbie, there’s something extra sad about a lone grave. At least she is remembered.
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Any day is a good day for a walk, Anabel, and this is a lovely one, though I appreciate that you would have had to keep moving to stay warm. How sad for Tibbie! We never have made it to Amsterdam, so I’ll enjoy following you around there too. Have a good weekend!.
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You too, Jo! And thanks for tweeting the walk.
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🤗🩵
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That looks like a really lovely walk despite the temperatures. What a tragic story about Tibbie but it really is touching that people have cared for her gravesite for all of these years.
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It wasn’t so bad till we got to the top where the wind was biting. Tibbie’s story is sad but I’m also glad that she is looked after.
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What gorgeous countryside. This walk makes me want to come to Scotland and walk! It looks moody and atmospheric and truly gorgeous. Heathcliff and Catherine come to mind. I love it!
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Well, I can tell you that you would not suffer the problems with intense heat you had walking in Italy!
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And that would be a relief!
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A wonderful walk, lovely views.
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They were gorgeous! Made up for the cold.
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A great day out, I enjoyed the stories.
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Thanks Andrew, glad to hear that.
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