Yesterday, I happened upon a Scottish ballad dating from 1730 about a Highland piper called Watty McAulay, who died in Port Glasgow. (That's near Greenock and Gourock along the river Clyde.) So excited was I, that I even tried to determine if there was a death record for him, or record of his exile to Virginia for refusing to join up with the Redcoats. (I failed there.)
But that's the trouble with being a bluestocking - I just can't help being curious about things! Anyway, I blogged about poor old Watty McAulay (probably Walter McAulay, I reckon) - so, here's the link if you're interested!