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Bridge Of Earn| Kinnoull| Perth| Elcho Castle| Scone| Dron| Forteviot| Abernethy| Dunning
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Perthshire memories
Winter Sport
The school bell would be rung around the playground. Dinner time. The children taking school lunch would cross to the church hall. My best friend and I would race away up the school brae and further on till we reached 'the quarry' at Corsie Hill. Ice lay thick on the pools beneath the cliffs. Huge icicles dripped from the rocks. It was cold and our breath froze on our faces. We each had bread with something on it to eat and we broke off icicles to suck the freezing water. Then we made slides. Proper long slides. None of your playground rubbish with a queue to get on. Just career down and then run back to the top. Sometimes, career down sitting on a very wet bottom as your feet went from under you. The best fun ever. Strictly non-permitted of course but the school thought we were at my house and the folk there thought... Read more
Milnathort - A Genteel Place
My sister and I were invited to spend holidays at the home of a very kind lady in Milnathort. Church of Scotland ministers were asking members of their congregations to look after children from 'homes' during the school holidays and the kind lady rose to the challenge. The first time we holidayed there (I think was 1965) and Milnathort thereafter became our second home. We got to know quite a number of the locals not just in Milnathort but in Kinross and Glenfarg. When we arrived for our first holiday we went for a walk in Bluebell Woods. This was a breath of clean air as we were living in Edinburgh then; I was six years old. My sister and I were welcomed most warmly by the local people and as a thankyou, we staged little home shows singing and dancing for a bit of light entertainment. We had a number of things iin common with 'our guardian',which became important enjoyments such as music... Read more
My First Fond Memory
I would like to say my first memories of Waterloo was we lived in one of my grandmother's houses, it was called as I remember The Big White House. It was a very large house, I think it actually had 2 houses as we lived in the bottom house and my auntie and uncle lived in the top house, anyway there was plenty of space to play in as it had quite a large area of land with it. I lived there with my mother Jane, dad John (Jeck ) Stewart and my sister Catriona (Pansy) and my sister Martha (Biggy) and me Jane (Peppy). We loved the wide variety of open space to play and roam about, up the back of the house there was a field and we used to cross the field and go to the woods which was called Gelly Woods, there we would go and play and get tadpoles. Down the road from the house towards Bankfoot there was a big green field where... Read more
1941/42
I, with my three brothers and mother, lived for a while in an apartment near the top end of the town. My father was in the Argyle and Sutherland's. Later we moved out of town to a house called 'Pothill' where my mother was dairymaid and general farm worker. The house was was, I think, just North on the Perth road. We certainly went to the same school. I was six. It was at Pot Hill late on a December evening that the wee red and black post office van arrived with the dreaded telegram to state that my oldest brother Sandy, a sailor on HMS Audacity, was missing in action. A letter later came to confirm he was missing, presumed killed. Sandy had left his beloved piano accordion on his last home leave, a premonition perhaps? There was no respite for mother who still had to get up and milk next morning. Near the infant school I attended I recall we had to walk past a POW camp. Most of the inmates... Read more
Castle in The Carse
I'm so surprised there is nothing written about the castle before it became a prison. It has a history beginning as far back as 1452 when it was built by Lord Grey, who was in the court of King James the Second. It has such stories to tell and I only found the story when I moved here 20 years ago. My interest in the castle before it became held by the government was fueled by the head teacher from Longforgan School, Mr Tosh, who had a great knowledge of the castle and gave me the history. If anybody is interested - they can contact me and I will pass it on. I will try to find photos also as it is a lovely looking building and it has a resident ghost too! The white lady has been seen on occasion. lorna.md@tiscali.co.uk
History of Castle Huntly
Assisted and guided by my daughter, I have recently started researching my paternal ancestry and find Longforgan and Castle Huntly loom large in it. My great great grandfather, Robert Robertson (1775-1867) was gamekeeper there, and his wife, Elspeth Hall, was employed as the Hen Wife. My great grandfather, William Mather Robertson (1810-1897), aka The Mountain Muse of Broughty Ferry, was born there in 1810 and apprenticed to his father for the start of his working life. My grandfather Thomas (1860-1948) married Catherine Crabb of Longforgan in the Longforgan Church in 1890. My own father, Charles, was born in nearby Invergowrie in 1899 but emigrated to Australia in 1921 after being severely wounded in WW1 while serving with the Cameron Highlanders.
I visited Scotland this past October, following the ancestral trail and went to Longforgan and Castle Huntly, but of course could not get too close, a view and a distant photograph through the trees was the best I could do. Accordingly, I would be most pleased to receive... Read more
Dowhill Castle
Dowhill Castle is on the Blairadam estate, at the rear of a mansion house belonging to Mrs Maitland Dougall. It's been a ruin since the 1900s. Most kids from Kelty in Fife have visited there as a school walk out since the 1920s, I myself have been there with the cadet force and also with the school in the 1950s.
