Roberta and I went over to small village of Lasswade the other day to get a meal at the Laird & Dog Hotel and pub. It turns out that the Pub/Hotel can trace it’s roots back to at least 1709.  Here is a link to the Charter and Title of the original Larid and Dog from 1709.

There is a sign in the pub that gives a folk lore version of where the village of Lasswade got its name. It’s really kind of neat.

Jenny Lasswade

When there was nae brig to cross the Esk river,

On Jenny’s broad back they a’ gaed thegither,

For Jenny was honest, stout, sober, and steady,

She carried the laird, she carried his leddy;

When he was richt seated the doggie first gaed,

Then, weaving his stick, he cried: “Jenny, lass, wade!”

American translation.

When there was no bridge to cross the Esk river,

On Jenny’s broad back they would go together,

For Jenny was honest, stout, sober, and steady.

She carried the Lord, she carried his Lady;

When he was right seated the doggie first went

Then, waving his stick, he cried; “Jenny, Lass, Wade!”

This real name for Lasswade isn’t quite so colorful. 🙂

The rhyme was written by a Miss Walker when she was staying at Hawthornden Castle perhaps one hundred years ago. The name of Lasswade is most likely to have originated from the combining of the words leas (a meadow) and gewaed ( a ford).

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