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My Father
My dad worked on the Forth Railway bridge since I was little girl and I can always remember him going to work six days a week in all weathers, I wonder does any one remember him, his name was David Wotherspoon Scott and was married to Dorothy Scott. I also wonder does any one actually think about what it was like to be a painter or rigger on the bridge?
Family History
My grandfather John Bartholomew was born in Duntarvie Caastle in 1848. Because of the spring line which went throught the "field" the house was wet and eventually the estate built a new farmstead - Duntarvie. This was situated just across the fields from the castle. My forbears who farmed this land did not turn the field into plough land - like other fields - but it was used to place cattle, imported from Ireland, which developed foot and mouth disease. The cattle did not die but became excessively thin and then eventually recovered and were sent to the cattle courts for fattening. My grandfather retired due to ill health in 1934 and the farm then passed out of the family. We have the "£rent book" given to my grandfather by the Marquis which show that the family first farmed this land in about 1600. Rent in the early days was paid by the farmer having to work so many days a year on the Hopetoun Estate. There were about 20... Read more
My Grandfather John Nimmo
My grandfather, John Nimmo, was born at Duntarvie Castle on the 5th of September 1866. He farmed the land there until the entire family left and moved into Leith and opened a greengrocer's. I still have his birth certificate.
I have a photo, that looks almost exactly the same as this one pictured, taken in July of 1957, on my 7th birthday when we drove out to see the castle.
Janet Walker
Janet Walker gave birth to Jeanie in 1913 at 17 Bridgend Rows
My Mothers Birthplace
Mine is not a personal memory but Uphall Station was the birthplace of my mother. Mum was born on the 29th of April 1924. Her parents were Hugh and Annie Campbell ( nee Mooney ). My grandparents and Mum immigrated to New Zealand in 1925. I am intending to visit Scotland in the next couple of years and will be visiting Uphall Station. As an only child Mum and I were very close and sadly she passed away 5 years ago and we were unable to travel to her birthplace together but I will keep her dream alive by coming to this often talked about, very special place with my husband.
Home
I was born in Mid Calder; my sister in Pumpherston; and my brother in Uphall Station. We lived at 17 Nettlehill Road until we emigrated to Canada in October 1957. We all went to the school in Uphall Station and my favourite teacher was Miss Clyde. All of us have been back to Scotland and Uphall Station. The second time I was back I went to the old house to have a look, nothing had changed. One of my later times in going, the 17 Nettelhill Road I knew was torn down and a new one was in place. When we left Scotland in 1957 they were just building the houses behind Nettlehill Road. Now there is a new Station with dual railway tracks going both east and west. Times have changed and the village has grown, but Uphall Station in my heart is still home
This is Were I Grew up
This is were I grew up in Craigentinny in Edinburgh. I went to Christmas parties here when I was really young, I also went to big picnics from here because my Mum went to the guild here or went to play dominos and they held dances and& concerts. I will never forget one picnic we went to. I was 5 years old and I got some money for running a race. I put it in my mouth at the same time as I was eating a bun and I swallowed it. I was takin to see a nurse who gave me a hug. I thought "This is daft, I just want my money back". I ended up in hospital to have an operation to remove it from my stomach. So I will always remember Craigentinny House, or The Castle as we called it.
