06/08/2026
Flodden Day 2026, with family, friends and a community of thousands who gather on the Border between Scotland and England to commemorate a tumultuous battle fought over 5 centuries ago.
But while this day is marked with respect, it is not a day of sorrow nor division. For most of us this day is about coming together, tradition and spectacle, of sentiments "better felt than tellt" .
Of knowing who we are and where we come from.
You might have heard the familiar military lament "The Flooers o'The Forest', penned after Flodden. A numbef of lyrical interpretations are known, but the.ancient tune endures.
"The Flowers of the Forest
I've heard the lilting, at the yowe-milking,
Lasses a-lilting before dawn o' day;
But now they are moaning on ilka green loaning;
"The Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away".
As buchts, in the morning, nae blythe lads are scorning;
The lasses are lonely and dowie and wae.
Nae daffin', nae gabbin', but sighing and sobbing,
Ilk ane lifts her leglen, and hies her away.
In hairst, at the shearing, nae youths now are jeering,
The Bandsters are lyart, and runkled and grey.
At fair or at preaching, nae wooing, nae fleeching,
The Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away.
At e'en, in the gloaming, nae swankies are roaming,
'Bout stacks wi' the lasses at bogle to play.
But ilk ane sits drearie, lamenting her dearie,
The Flowers of the Forest are a' wede away.
Dule and wae for the order sent our lads to the Border;
The English, for ance, by guile wan the day:
The Flowers of the Forest, that foucht aye the foremost,
The prime o' our land are cauld in the clay.
We'll hae nae mair lilting, at the yowe-milking,
Women and bairns are dowie and wae.
Sighing and moaning, on ilka green loaning,
The Flowers of the forest are a' wede away."
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