“The oldest southern British record of the name Merlin is in an entry in the Annales Cambriae for the year 573, which reads, “The battle of Arderydd between the sons of Eliffer and Gwenddoleu, son of Ceidio; in which Gwenddoleu fell. Merlin went mad.” p. 14
“Five minutes later, we were on a bridge high above the fast flowing River Avon. Although we were less than a mile from the M74 motorway, the main road to England, and in the heart of industrial Lanarkshore, all was quiet except for the noise of the water. There were tres all around us, and across the river, on the edge of the gorge, Cadzow Castle. It was east to imagine the fortress that had stood there in the time of Merlin. The river was the same river. The trees descendants of the trees he would have seen. There would have been no high bridge in the sixth century, but perhaps, the river the die that lay below would have been there when Merlin and Langoureth were children, playing on the banks of the river.” p.40
“A life of learning cannot be beaten into a child, because it comes from within; it can, however, be beaten out, or left to wither, it isis not encouraged.” p. 89
I enjoyed this book and found it interesting but I don’t think that it can be taken as factual. A lot of the evidence was based on assumptions and some pretty big leaps in logic. Overall enjoyable read.