Tuesday 10 July 2012
SEASIDE STUDY SEVENTEEN
Tarlair, Macduff. This 1930s outdoor pool once bustled with people, a rare local delight. It now lies emptied, abandoned to the sea. Although the sea displays a rare caution, keeping to lines drawn eons ago.
Before its Art Deco makeover, the bay is said to have been favoured by smugglers of whiskey and such. Before that, there are rumours of human sacrifice stretching back to Viking times. Modernity adopted the spot for a relatively short space of time, its interest dulling after the 1960s boom. A series of deaths throughout the 1980s did Tarlair little favour in the eyes of the local populace, although that's when it starts to appear in journals concerned with Scottish hauntings.
For those with even a passing interest in the occult, Tarlair is highly recommended. If you stand beneath its coastal walls and listen closely enough you will hear an echo of Beatles numbers floating down through the years. Under the right conditions you may even catch a glimpse of the drowned girl, ever struggling for the surface. A lone seagull is said to keep watch from above, but generally goes unseen. Which is for the best, considering the fate of those who look upon it.
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