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Childhood Memories of Piperhill Farm
I have vivid memories of Piperhill farm and house despite my age at the time (2). My father was a clerk of works at Brackla airfield at the time and we all lived with the Urquharts at the farm. I have clear memories of the farmhouse and farm buildings, particularly the scents of the steading, hay loft, stable and piggery. Mrs Urquhart kept bees for the honey, and also a small orchard. There was a pine wood across from the house and again I remember the scent of the pines. My parents and myself returned for a holiday in 1947 to the farm. The house is still there but the original farm buildings appear to be derelict, with a large industrial building built adjacent to the buildings.
A VERY RURAL CHILDHOOD 1929-1938
Primary school teacher was Miss Barbara Chisolm. She married a local farmer, Jack Cumming, and they farmed Abbeylands at least until the early fifties. The house and farm buildings were demolished and several houses are there now. The local Post Office was also located in that building and was run by Mrs Cumming. At that time the Abbey was called Pluscarden Priory, a ruin around which children used to play. It was in the forties that Benedictine monks came and started to restore the Priory.
On the occasion of a funeral, there was a shining black hearse drawn by equally shiny, beautifully groomed horses (four, I think) with plumes on their heads and well-polished leather harness, also extensively decorated and wonderful to see.
The public hall was well used for concerts, whist drives and dances and I can remember promotions like "The Ovaltineys" and "Creamola Custard" providing lively entertainment.
Occasions such as King George V Silver Jubille and the Coronation of George VI were celebrated with a huge bonfire on... Read more
Ordiquish Parish of Bellie.
My grandparents, Robert (Bob) and Margaret (Maggie) Urquhart, moved from the Braes of Enzie, parish of Rathven, to Ordiquish, parish of Bellie, probably in 1941. However, their tenanted croft at Ordiquish was soon to be taken over by one of their sons, John Urquhart. John was a cattleman at Gordon Castle Farm. He also helped out on his parents' croft. Following the death of his father, in 1942, John took over the running of the croft.....
The farm at Enzie was called Tarrymount. In April 1941, a bomb landed and exploded on the farmland. A cousin of mine (who, I think, lived at Gordon Castle where her father was employed), remembered 'souveniring ' a piece of shrapnel ...
Evacuees
My brother Tom and I (Donald) were evavuated to Easter Fosterseat in the early 1940s during the war. Mr and Mrs Sim ran the farm and we immediately started work at the age of 7 and 5. Pluscarden School had two classes with five groups in each and the aim was to try and beat the class above you to the answers on the blackboard. Our teacher had a son at the school, we called him Kity as he wore one sometimes. She was married to the Auctioneer from Elgin. My early memory was having to sing solo at the Village Concerts. 'Ye Bank and Braes o Bonny Doon'. I must have had some voice especially for a Lowlander fre Auld Reeky. My brother went through a sort of hell as he was duslexic, this was never recognised in those days. I am now retired after 40 years in Local Government having reached the top of the tree as Director of Recreation and still to this day hold the UK record for... Read more
Cricket Team
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.
The Burning Bing
I was born in Drongan in Ayrshire, but every holiday we had we came to stay with my Gran and Papa, Ruby and Hugh Meudell. We were always so excited to be going"home." When we got out of Kirky on the bus we were glued to the windows looking for the burning bing, just outside the village. We knew as soon as we seen it we would be putting on our jackets to get off the bus, and our great holiday adventures would be starting. We would all run up the steps from the bus stop to our Gran's house in Meadowside Road and fight to see who could get in the door first and pet the cat, Trixie, who was a beautiful wee tortoiseshell cat. It was then a quick hello to our beloved, long suffering Gran and Papa and then further on up the road we would run to see our Uncle Angus and Aunt Nan and our cousins "The Meudells." We would always go first to... Read more
