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mtab2260 · 10 months

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ye ken it annoys me oan those forms where it asks yer ethnicity n then it just says "White"

Like Excuse Me Mr. Survey

How dare ye lump the rest o' us wi England

#and fur the record #i identify as paper white ye tumshie #as that's the color of maw skin #scotland #scots #fuck england #i code switched sorry

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scotianostra · 1 year

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Happy Birthday actor Derek Riddell, born January 11th 1967 in Glasgow.

Derek the son of actress Hope Ross and former professional footballer Ian Riddell is best known for being a stage thespian more than anything else. Nevertheless, he still achieved mainstream popularity with roles on Doctor Who, the comedy Ugly Betty, and the Lifetime series State of Mind.

A graduate of the London Academy of Music and Dramatic Art, he was able to perform a lot of classics onstage in Shakespearean classics such as a Midsummer Night’s Dream and Much ado About Nothing before finally moving to television.

Riddell managed to chalk up two appearances in Taggart. In 2003 he starred in the situation comedy Book Group that aired on Channel 4 between 2002 and 2003. Riddell’s other credits include the brilliant No Angels, Gentleman Jack, Shakespeare-Told, ,Blake’s 7 radio adaptation, Happy Valley and Inspector George Gently. His films include Meat the Campbells, A Christmas Miracle of Jonathan Toomey, A Previous Engagement, and Tumshie McFadgen’s Bid for Ultimate Bliss.

Derek played King James VI in the excellent BBC drama Gunpowder in 2017. He keeps busy, since then he has appeared in some great dramas including, A Confession, Hard Sun and season 5 of Shetland,

More recently Derek was on our screens in the BBC/HBO product, Industry about the banking collapse in 2008, Industry, and the Irvine Welsh drama set in Edinburgh, Crime.

After 7 long years we now have the third and final series of the brilliant Happy Valley, I'm going to have to binge the previous episodes to catch up it has been that long! Derek returns as Catherine( Sarah Lancashire) ex husband.

#scotland #scottish #actor #theatre #cinema #telivision

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thesarkycoder · 2 years

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It's October so you heathen bastards need reminded of the intense psychic damage you can cause if you substitute the boring, pleasant smelling, U-rated pumpkin carving with the hideous, fart-stinking, video nasty tumshie (swede) lantern in your spooky decorations.

I've made a simply infographic:

SHIT

GLORIOUS

#October #Halloween #traditions #spooky #horrendous smell #impossible to carve #Jesus wept #ugly motherfucker #2spooky

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tenderobject · 1 year

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The turnip carving thing is done in scotland too and my grandad always used to do one but he called turnips tumshies and he’d mount it on a stick for halloween. somehow over time this created an in joke where anyone with a long neck or weird shaped head situation would get called TOASITW (tumshie on a stick in the wind)

#pronounced toasie-twi

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billherbert23 · 3 months

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Ilka year, when Burns Nicht comes aroond, I turn to the habbie as though tae a small guitar, and see whit comes tae mairk the occasioun. This year, an Effbook post by Rob A. Mackenzie aboot a free neep made me think of that ither guest at the feast.

To a Neep (for Rob)

Braw Tumshie, that shid feed a sheep,

Auld Scotia’s turnip, crehd a neep,

or Swede beh sticklers: lo, ye keep

twa festivals:

fae Halloween ye cannae sleep

till Burns’ Nicht calls.

Pity the sculptor, makkin a fist

but riskin fingers, thoomb, and wrist,

tae cerve a lantern - wieldin, pissed,

thir Damascene;

or peelin, chappin, in a mist

maist crammasene.

Ye welcome Winter wi a pus

that’s gantin, freendly, luminous,

then, biled and bashit, nourish us -

fae mask tae mash,

and await the haggis like a bus

while storm-winds lash.

Guidwifies, guidmen, nationwide,

as beetles, forks, and fates collide,

gaze on the neep wi, nearly, pride -

its Janus fiss

that, could it but bite, wad fit inside

aa time and space!

Tumshie, neep - swede; crehd - called; chappin - chopping; Damascene - a blade; crammasene - crimson; pus, fiss - face; gantin - gaping; bashit - mashed; beetles - mashers, pestles.

#Rob A. Mackenzie #Robert Burns #Burns Night #Standard Habbie #Halloween #Turnip lantern

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bletheringskite · 3 months

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Enjoy yer haggis tatties and tumshie if yer celebrating the bard this evening.

But beware if yer wearin yer kilt the night because the Hairy Wild Haggis (Ironius Bruius) is lasciviously attracted tae the sporran .

#Burns Night #Hairy Wild Haggis #Scotland #humour #poetry

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claashpumpkins · 6 months

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Decided to take a break from carving pumpkins - and carve a turnip! Wanted to see how difficult it would be to carve this traditional Halloween lantern with modern pumpkin carving tools (as opposed to chisels!) and pretty pleased with the result. As a slightly older turnip it had started to go a wee bit soft which probably helped, but in my quest to yield as much as I could for today's much needed hearty soup I may have over enthusiastically twisted the melon baller type tool and it broke 😳 finished the job very carefully with the vintage one. Now we're in the 21st century wee tumshie man is having a shot of our new colour changing led lights and been keeping an eye on us all day ❤️

Fun fact - Donovan who wrote Season of The Witch? Glaswegian! 🙌 (Wouldn't download with the vide from instagram unfortunately 👎)

#turnip #Turnip lantern #jack o lantern #Pumpkin video #2023 #Work in progress #Donovan #Season of the witch

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forfeda-project · 2 years

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SAMHAIN

By far the best known Gaelic festival, Samhain marked the end of summer in Ireland, when assemblies were held and the cattle were brought to winter pastures. The traditional (though contested) date is usually given as November 1st, with festivities beginning at dusk on October 31st. Like with Bealtaine, the festival of Samhain is marked by bonfires and an emphasis on protection from Otherworldly forces. Syncretism with All Hallow's Eve resulted in many traditions involving the dead or the Daoine Sidhe roaming the lands on Samhain, looking to snatch away or otherwise harm those who did not observe the proper rites. As such, the wearing of disguises and the creation of charms were meant to ward away unwanted attention. Divination games were also common on Samhain, primarily concerning matters of love and marriage. Hiding trinkets such as coins or rings in plates of food and loaves of bread was the most popular method, although apples and hazelnuts were also employed. Samhain is also the setting for many of Irish mythology's most famous tales, especially stories of wooings and conceptions. Modern Scottish tradition associates Samhain with the Cailleach, the hag of winter, who rules over the colder months. The Brugh na Boinne was particularly associated with Samhain, and modern folklore describes it as the site of battles, feasts, and games carried out by the Daoine Sidhe on Samhain night. This piece features a deer skull to evoke the deer herd of the Cailleach and the traditions surrounding death, with crossed swords and the Brugh na Boinne for the Daoine Sidhe. Loaves of bannock and barmbrack, along with nuts and apples, encompass the culinary aspects of the holiday, and the quaich cup (a common sight at weddings) and divinatory trinkets hint at its more romantic overtones. Finally, bonfire flames, a carved tumshie lantern, and a parshell cross serve as charms to ward away Otherworldly dangers. Lá Fhéile Shamhna sona daoibh!

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thekawaiifanart · 3 years

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Yesterday while talking with a friend, we wondered where the pumpkin carving tradition came from and took to the internet. It was that afternoon where I learned that Jack ó Lanterns were originally carved out of turnips, and this was popular in Ireland, Scotland and England. The pumpkin thing came in due to these groups immigrating to the US and realizing pumpkins were more plentiful and easier to carve than turnips.

Still, I felt inspired by this story and just had to make a sort of Galarian Pumpkaboo. Or maybe its a closely related species. Either way, meet Tumshieboo!

Tumshie Lanterns are apparently what these jack ó turnips are called in Scotland. As for the Japanese name of this fakemon, I settled on バケッラ [bakerra]. Pumpkaboo’s Japanese name, バケッチャ [bakeccha] is already the words for ghost and pumpkin put together, so I just replaced pumpkin with turnip.

Tumshieboo’s shiny form here is based on a red turnip; tho it kinda looks like a strawberry to me haha.

Tumshieboo here is an old Pokémon of Galarian Legend. They say that the glow coming from the inside of a Tumshieboo’s body is the soul of an old spirit, cursed to never enter the afterlife

#pokémon #fakemon #fanart #fan art #my art #pumpkaboo #regional variant #galarian form #galarian pumpkaboo #tumshieboo #jack ó lantern #halloween #turnip #tumshie #Tumshie lantern #shiny #concept art

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hagothehills · 3 years

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This year's tumshie

#tumshie #tumshie lanterns #neep #samhain #scottish witch

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the-busy-ghost · 7 years

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Realising I’m going to have to hollow out rock-hard turnips wi a broken thumb

#on the ither hand #worth it for tumshie bogle lanterns

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joey394 · 3 years

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Sooooo I’ve been watching Disney’s brave today and can some Scottish person tell me what the hell tumshie means

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scotianostra · 2 years

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One of the Halloween’s oldest legends is the Celtic tale of Jack O’ Lantern.

Say what you want, but you can keep your pumpkins, there’s a more spooky feel to the auld tumshies (turnips) us bairns used to carve out. We had a ready supply at a nearby field where they grew, some of you might know the exact place it was, as the space is now occupied by Ikea, just outside Edinburgh.

Anyway here’s a wee bit historyish.........

There are many versions, but essentially the story goes like this: Jack was a man who, through a series of adventures, successfully tricked the Devil. As a result of this prank, after Jack died he couldn’t find a place in either Heaven or Hell, so he had to wander the earth for eternity. He would light his way on these travels by hiding a glowing ember in a hollowed-out turnip.

The use of a pumpkin instead of a turnip, originated of course, in America – as it turns out, pumpkins were far more plentiful, so they became the lantern of choice for Halloween celebrations.

But, try a traditional turnip lantern – or a group of them! They make a wonderful decoration for a small space, and turnips have a magnificent, warty, monster-like quality all their own.

Oh and yes the English call these swedes, but we’ll let them have their wee differences.........

#Scotland #scottish #jack o lantern #legen #folk lore #halloween #all hallows eve

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workingonit-currently · 4 years

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Memes.

(I know it's short and stupid but...you know that low-point I mentioned a few weeks back. Yeah. It's hit. Some good news though! I now have the word 'Tumshie'! I can use it! Yes! Da!)

#random #oxventure #d&d #dnd #outsidexbox #outsidextra #coraz?n #corazon #corazón #prudence #egbert #dob #merilwen

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messedupessy · 5 years

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This has probably been asked before but I didn't want to miss out and this is literally all that's coming to mind. Firstly, ya'll know any good sea-shanties? And secondly, can we get more details about Marsili? Like.... how does that whole bidniz work in Seaswap?

“mhhh, have yet to get any such questions beautiful, so ya good.”, Boney grins, alongside an amused wink. “an’ shanties we got a plenty, as we be pirates after all, lass.”

“but so to not make tis’ too long, all three of us will only name two of our favorite shanties aye.”, he continued, checking his right hand as he thought over which shanties to choose, then turned back to you when he came to a decision. “mine be william taylor an’ leave her johhny leave her.”

“WHIT ON’Y TWAE?!”, Pass exclaimed shocked, his expression one of minor panic which was most likely exaggerated. “HOUWFUR KIN AH POSSIBILL CHOISE ATWEEN JUST TWAE? AHHH THUS IS SAE UNFRUAIR! THE’R UR SAE MONIE AH LOUE, TUMSHIE!”

Pass let out a frustrated huff, while doing some weird hand motion in frustration over it all, but he then grinned as he crossed his arms in thought.

“BIT BRAW! MAH TWA FVA’S UR UHHH…”, he trailed off, his face one of concentration, his tongue sticking out, he then perked up and grinned wide as he said with a decisive nod: “MAH TAP TWAE UR DRUNKART SEILOUR AN’ BULLAY IN THA ALLAY!”

((translation: what only two?! how can I possibly choose between just two? ahh this is so unfair! there are so many I love, turnip! but fine! my two faves are uhhh… my top two are drunken sailor and bully in the alley!))

Charon just rolled their eyes in annoyance over Pass’s antics, their arms already crossed over their chest as they turned to you.

“Ugh, guess I have tha do this too.” they said with a disgusted noise, their eyes rolling once more. “Me top two are Captain Kidd an’ Tha Dead Horse, I guess.”

“aye, now with buttercup’s pleasant an’ overly lovely contribution tha this ask is over, we can move tha your next question, lass.”, Boney said sarcastically with a teasing grin aimed at Charon, who stuck their tongue out in return causing Pass to let out a snort.

“ya be wonderin’ about marsili aye?”, he asked, or more like stated as it wasn’t really a question, grinning wide as he continued. “aye, i get what ya be hintin’ at, love. since in them other universes, the so called ‘grillbies’ are usually made outta fire, which is kinda-!”

“RALLEY FLUMIN’ HAIT ES FYUCK LYKE A MONKAY OAN FYRE!”, Pass interrupted loudly, his eyes starts as he flung himself onto Boney’s back, making his older brother stumble by the raw force of it as Pass glued himself onto his back like a baby koala.

Charon in the background let out a groan at the pun, causing both brothers to grin wider in response.

((translation: really flaming hot as fuck like a monkey on fire!))

“pfftt, aye they hot all right, bro.”, Boney snorted as he caught his balance and straightened back up again, grabbing ahold of his brothers legs which were pressing against his sides for leverage, Charon giving the both of them a glare this time at their continued punning.

“anyway, where was i? ah right, marsili.”, Boney said as he recalled what he was saying before Pass interupted him, he shifted his hold on Pass who still clung onto his back so it was a bit more comfortable.

“marsili be made outta rock, lass. he’s made outta a bunch of volcanic like sharp rocks, with a hole at tha top where smoke be comin’ out of, he be like his own walkin’ volcano actually. ”, Boney explained. “me guess is that he be like an underwater volcano, still wit fire an’ stuff like them other grillbies, but just not as visible, aye.”

“HE BE STIL HET THO.”, Pass commented wistfully, his grin growing wider and a bit flirty as he added. “AH EVEN OFFAH HEM A RUMP IN ME CABUN WHIN WE FORMAIST MET!”

Pass then suddenly leaned backward slightly, holding onto Boney with one hand while the other was on his forehead, his face twisted into a dramatic grimace of ultimate sorrow.

“ALAS HE BE DECLINUED ME OFFAH! FUR LO AN’ BEHODEN, THA MAUN ES PARTNLY MERRIT, WHILK ES SAE UNFRUAIR!”, he then said dramatically in despair, “OHHH WOE ES AH! SEIMS LYKE AH WUL DEE O’ THURST… OAN THAE SHOURE! HOWFUR ES THAE EVUIN POSSIBILL?!”

“ACK WHIT A NUSTY FAITE THA WARLD BE GAEN MEH!”, Pass fake cried and buried his face into the back of Boney’s shoulder, his shoulders shaking as if he were truly crying, but his overly loud fake crying sounds told otherwise.

((translation: he still be hot tho. I even offered him a rump in my cabin when we first met! alas he declinded my offer! for lo and behold, the man is apparently married, which is so unfair! ohh woe is me! seems like i will have to die of thirst… on the shore! how is that even possible?! ack what a cruel fate the world has given me!))

“there there, brother.”, Boney said soothingly as he reached up to pat Pass comfortingly on the head while he fake sobbed into Boney’s shoulder, both of them barely keeping in their laughter. “there be pfft…! plenty more fish in tha sea…!”

“UGH! Could ya two stop been so frikkin’ weird an’ over dramatic?”, Charon complained, giving the two brothers an annoyed glare.

The two brothers just gave them each a shit eating grin in turn, because no, they were not stopping, ever.

((THESE ARE CURRENTLY NOT OPEN YE))

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williemeikle · 5 years

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(via My 2018 writing round up)

It’s been an up and down year on the writing front. Mostly up.

On the negative side, my hopes for my Sigils and Totems mythos have died a slow death with both the longer works, Songs of Dreaming Gods and The Boathouse failing to make much of an impression on either readers or sales. I’ve recently sold a couple of short stories utilizing the framework, and I think that’s where the idea will find its home in the future.

On a brighter note my Victoriana collection, The Ghost Club, came out just vefore Christmas last year, got me some of the best reviews of my career, and sold steadily in the first half of the year. It failed to live up to my hopes of maybe making a mark in the Years’ Best anthos but as that’s a hope I have every year that has never yet come to fruition, it’s nothing new Ellen Datlow mentioned it in dispatches as ‘entertaining’ in her Years Best summing up, so that’s something.

The second half of the year saw my novel The Green and the Black come out and while it hasn’t set the world on fire, sales are at least steady, and reviews positive.

But by far the highlight of the year has been the wee sweary Scottish squaddies of the S-Squad. People have taken them to their heart, and the whole series are selling steadily, especially in ebook. I wrote 2 at the back end of 2017, and 4 this year, and I have so much fun with them I’ll be doing more in 2019 if Severed Press will have them. #6, Operation: Syria, has been delivered to Severed Press along with some possible ideas for more, so fingers crossed.

Of the other stuff in the pipe, I have a fourth Carnacki collection, The Keys to the Door, coming up from Dark Regions Press, and several stories in anthologies with big name writers coming up. I’ve got a historical fantasy trilogy done with a co-writer, of which more news anon, the possibility of more German language editions of my work to come, and several more audiobooks coming down the line.

Having turned 60 in January I thought I might slow down. That might still happen. But not yet. 2018 proved to be my best year financially of the last 5. Here’s to 2019 bringing more of the same.

Onward.

Publications in 2018

Longer works

Operation: Loch Ness / Severed Press

Operation: Amazon / Severed Press

Operation: Siberia/ Severed Press

Operation: Antarctica / Severed Press

The Green and The Black / Crossroad Press

The Boathouse / Crossroad Press

Audiobooks

The Dunfield Terror / Crossroad Press

Eldren: The Book of the Dark / Gryphonwood Press

Anthology appearances

Tumshie / Halloween Haunts / Dark Regions Press

Nocturnes and Lacunae / Transmissions From Punktown / Dark Regions Press

Carnacki: The Keys to the Door / Nightland Quarterly / Nightland (in Japanese)

The Root of All Things / By the Light of Camelot / EDGE Publishing

Carnacki: Bats in the Belfry / Tails of Terror / Golden Goblin Press

The Midnight Eye: Farside / Occult Detective Quarterly Presents / Ulthar Press

Leader of the Pack / In Dog We Trust / Black Shuck Books

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