No, we didn’t hit the wrong keys for that title, it’s Gaelic, and we’ll get to the meaning and the astonishing synchroncity related to that line.
You may recall that we wrote earlier about a synchronicity related to time travel that occurred during our visit to the Central Florida Scottish Games. We also stumbled upon another one during that visit, but decided to wait until we’d obtained accurate details.
So, thanks to the avid research of Ron McGregor, chieftain of the American Clan Gregor Society, we now have the full story, an incredible trickster synchronicity from the Scottish Highlands, dating to the early seventeenth century.
First, some brief background. In the 16th century, the MacGregors engaged in a series of conflicts with the Campbells, who had absconded with land the MacGregors claimed as their own. To say the least, there was bad blood between the two highland clans. Finally, with the encouragement of the Campbells, King James VI issued an edict banning the use of the name MacGregor, hence, abolishing the clan. In 1604, the clan chieftain was hanged in Edinburgh. The proscription on the name lasted until 1774.
So here’s the story. The main character is Callum MacGregor, grandfather of the famed Rob Roy. He lived as an outlaw–at least in the eyes of the Campbells–during the early years of the proscription. The Campbells repeatedly attempted to hunt him down, but Callum was an elusive target. In one incident, pursued by Campbells and their hounds, he managed to turn the tables. Callum hid in a cave, while an ally offered refuge for the Campbells along with an abundance of drinks. When the men were drunk and passed out, MacGregor’s kilt was draped over the sleeping men. The hounds were released, and upon smelling the kilt, visciously attacked their own masters as Callum escaped.
That was a good trick, but now comes the trickster. On another escapade, Callum was discovered hiding on an islet in Loch Katrine, and the Campbell men were camped on the woody shore, close enough for their voices to carry over the water. Callum had taken the precaution of sinking all the boats except the one he had used to reach the islet.
Knowing the islet was barren, the Campbells figured they would starve Callum into surrender. As night fell, one of the band, a soutar, or cobbler by trade, lit a fire to prepare a meal. Callum took aim at the smoke, shouted a curse: “Thugad thall a chrom thruaill sloightear!” and fired. The bullet struck the cobbler in the forehead killing him. Loosely, the Gaelic translation means: “Get lost you slimy crook.”
But, in Gaelic, the word for crook has a second meaning: cobbler. The Campbells had heard the shout, but misinterpreted the meaning when the cobbler dropped dead. They quickly agreed that Callum had second sight and might pick them off one by one. After they fled in fear, Callum rowed to shore, escaped and lived to enjoy a peaceful old age in Glengyle.
(The source of the story is Clan Gregor, by Forbes MacGregor.)
The photo shows Trish and Rob standing with Sir Malcolm MacGregor of MacGregor, Bt, chief of the Clan Gregor, and Lady MacGregor, with Ron McGregor, (kneeling) chieftain of the American clan.
(The Bt, after Sir Malcolm’s name stands for barronette, as he is barronette of Balquhidder and of Lanrick.)

















