We stood on the battleground. There wasn’t much to see. But long ago this place was strewn with bodies, red with gore and the air was choked with screams. The end of the Jacobite rebellion. That’s my clan – The Frasers.












We stood on the battleground. There wasn’t much to see. But long ago this place was strewn with bodies, red with gore and the air was choked with screams. The end of the Jacobite rebellion. That’s my clan – The Frasers.