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Memories of Balbeggie
I am actually posting this for my son Dean. We live in Los Angeles and were moving homes when I came across these pictures. Dean lives in Scotland.
The boys according to the back of the photo are, left to right:
top: Dean Brady, Christopher Barratt, Ewan Stevenson, Jamie Clark, Benjamin Hayes, Steven McLure, Giles Lawson Johnson: Lower; Matthew Lyle, Angus Thompson, Iain Thompson, Richard Fawcus, Robbie Clyde, Haider Alnijan, Angus Harper.
A Funny Year-For me
As a young man from the south of France, I got a job as French assistant at QVS. I was a bit hippyish and far from notions like order, authority etc. (and uniforms). To my deep surprise, I landed in QVS, with a bedroom at the top of the school. I was asked to wear "proper suit and tie"' but I had neither in my case, or even at home...so the first few months were a bit awkward. Gradually, tensions were calmed, and I had good contact with the staff, and the boys (and the nurse-very nice person). The French teacher was great. A great experience for me. Cheers to all. Bob.
I was the son of the cobbler at the Klondyke pit. All the kids at that time played in the streets or went up to the pit head baths for a shower, this was because there were no baths or showers in the miners' houses. Everybody in the village at that time knew all the kids and all the kids knew the adults. I used to go across the bridge which crossed the main road so that I could see my dad mend the miners' tackety boots. The houses were small affairs, a bedroom and a living room, the coal cellars were all outside, in my dad's case it was down the stairs. I see the school seems to be the same, alas the village is no more than a housing scheme now.
The Klondyke 1952 - 1954
I lived in Bingham at this time and left school on the Friday and started work on the tables on the Monday day shift 6 - 2, after about a week I moved up to the bashing on as it was called on the tumblers, there I met a man (I say man because I was just a 15 year old kid), called Sporter who took me under his wing so to speak, then it was on to the Snibbling where we had a very happy time trying to be the best at this. I progressed to Underground training out at the Lady Victoria, this during 1952 - 1953. On completion of the training I was allowed underground, my first job there was with an old man, he must have been old because one day he asked my name and when I said Joe he said no, not your first name, your surname, so I said Gibson, he then asked for my mother's maiden name so I told him Scott,... Read more
My grandparents lived in Wilkieston, my grandfather was a blinded Serviceman. They enjoyed a happy life in the village. I spent every weekend and summer holiday there and it remains in my heart. From the milkman to the Post Office, the church to Maggie Morgan's eggs, I do cherish those memories.
Thelife I Wanna Know in Danderhall Before me And After me .
I was the youngest child of the McNamee family, that lived in Danderhall in the 60's and 70's. My father worked in the pit and also my eldest brother, who still lives in the house once he was married at the age of twenty one.
Born in A Very Special Place
I was born in Dalkeith in 1936 and shortly after moved to 17 Gibralter Terrace, Dalkieth, Midlothian, Scotland. I was the fourth to be born and already had an older sister by 5 years and two older brothers. By the time I was 11 years old I had another two sisters and two brothers.
We lived in a 3 bedroomed council house with a sitting room, scullery, bathroom and toilet (combined). Only two of the three rooms were big enough to accommodate the four brothers in one, three girls in another and the third was the small box room my oldest sister was in. Our ma and father had a double bed in the sitting room.
We were pretty crowded when I think back but at the time none of us thought about it. We certainly never complained, as it was a fact of life that could not be changed. I remember how loud and busy our house always seemed to be and that all the playing of friends of... Read more