Coordinates: 56°40′09″N 3°00′18″W / 56.66921°N 3.00510°W / 56.66921; -3.00510
Kirriemuir, sometimes called Kirrie, is a burgh in Angus, Scotland. Its history reaches back to earliest recorded times, when it seems to have been a major ecclesiastical centre. Later it was identified with witchcraft, and some older houses still feature a ‘witches stane’ to ward off evil. In the 19th century, it was an important centre of the jute trade. The playwright J.M. Barrie was born and buried here, and a statue of Peter Pan stands in the town square.
The history of Kirriemuir extends to the early historical period and it appears to have been a centre of some ecclesiastical importance. The Kirriemuir Sculptured Stones, a series of late Pictish cross slabs, are now on display at the Meffan Institute in Forfar.
Kirriemuir has a history of accused witches back in the 16th century. Many of the older buildings have a witches stane built in to ward off evil. This is a hard grey stone set into the local red sandstone which the buildings were built from. A pond on the outskirts of town, known as the Witch Pool, was where the supposed witches were meant to have been drowned but the alleged pool was in fact the mill pond of the 19th Century Meikle Mill. Local amateur historians tend to think this referred to a ‘mickle’ (small) mill, but the reference is to one of John Meikle's patented chaff-separating machines, based on ideas he picked up in the Netherlands. The adjacent "Court Hillock" was shown, on excavation to make way for a housing development, to be nothing more than the spoil heap left from the excavation and cleaning of the pond.
What is it that you want from me?
I really wish I knew.
I try so hard to do my best,
But it's not good enough for you.
Over and over again
We will make the same mistakes.
Over and over again
There's a feelin' I just can't shake.
Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?
You know I need your love so bad.
Can't you see what you do to me?
I try so hard to understand,
But the truth's never plain to see.
Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?
Time after time we will try to understand.
I don't know where we went wrong,
But there's no use in holdin' on.
Over and over again
We will make the same mistakes.
Over and over again
And it's more than a man can take.
Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?
Is it time to go our separate ways?