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Drew Ratter's avatar

The Fimbulwinter. Here in Shetland, the first Neolithic farmers arrived around 3000 BC. Since 10000 BC when the last of the ice melted, there had been no mammals in Shetland but seals. So the birds had created a very lush environment. 7000 years is a long time, and birds are great farmers. The people who arrived then developed through feast and famine through the Bronze Age and the Iron Age. They also saw the very mysterious Broch building period. Then, going on 4000 years after the first people, Celts for want of a better word (I am allergic to "Picts"), in circa 800 AD the Vikings arrived to stay. But the point that is a preamble to is: Who did the Vikings meet when they arrived? There are no pre-Norse placenames. Not a single pre-Norse word in our Shaetlan dialect. The Vkings never mentioned Skraelings here. More recently, many of us with familes stretching back and back have had our DNA read. We all have plenty of Norse(old), but none of us have any trace of pre-Norse dna. A great mystery, which may have been sold by Alan Fraser, Geologist and Meterologist. He looked this business and was astounded to find that nobody had looked at the volcanic activity and consequent climate change, and his answer is, they met no-one. People had either died out, or left, or more likely both. So it was the real Fimbul winter which did for those descendants of the original Shetlanders. In terms of Archaeology, the great archaeological site at Jarlshof has the complete history from the Neolithic to the Vikings to the coming of the Scots in 1469 all preserved perfectly for us to visit whenever we like

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Denise Domning's avatar

Perhaps Grendel's mother was Huldra woman. My Norwegian grandmother (born in the USA but didn't speak English until she was 14) often told the story of our "ancestress". Apparently, some great (times 14) grandfather went into the woods and came across an old woman and her beautiful daughter. They let him into their cottage and he decided he wanted to marry the daughter, so he threw his knife over a bucket of milk--and that was it, they were married. He brought her home but was unkind to her, beating her from time to time. When she'd had enough of him, she went into the woods and come home carrying a log that it took 4 men to lift. When she put it down in front of her husband, she said, "If I can do that, imagine what I could do to you if I wanted to." He never beat her again. She also made a promise that all of the women in her line for the next 14 generations would have psychic power, such as second sight, which my grandmother had. I'm at generation 13 and, yes, there's still a little of that psychic stuff going on.

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