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A Farm Worker's Daughter in Dunsyre
Dunsyre was my first school, there were only 7 children in the whole school, myself and my two brothers all went there. I loved my teacher, she showed me great kindness, her name was Miss Low, I will never forget her. We lived at Westhall Cottages about a mile or so away. My dad worked at Westhall Farm, Mr Green was his name. We were very, very poor. I remember we had no electricity in the house. Mum used Tillie lamps, well that's what she called them, and candles, but my memories are so happy as a child. My son-in-law took me back there a few months ago and the cottage looked lovely, it has been made into one house and the school looked just the same. I wanted to see the old church that still stands there but could not get in. I would love to know its history. I will go back one day. Anyway I just thought I would write this, if anyone remembers us I would... Read more
Lanarkshire memories
Wilson of Braidwood
My brother and I were packed off to Scotland from London each summer to visit our ancestral homeland, whence we would visit our Aunt Daisy and Uncle Adam at their place next to the old Braidwood school near the bottom of the village. This was always a real treat. The wonderful garden that sloped steeply down to the stream at the back of the house. The grape vine and its delicious tasting grapes from the greenhouse. The curling stones sat, redundant. Aunt Daisy's delicious teas. The walks she would take us on, to the Tower of Halbar, the old coal mine etc. Daisy was the only sister of my grandfather Robert, who was one of four brothers and who originally lived in a house opposite, in lower Braidwood overlooking the Clyde valley and Tinto Hill in the distance. Wonderfull memories!
Keith Wilson, 2008.
A Blessing
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.
MY OLD HOME, STONEBYRES SMALLHOLDINGS
Hi there to everyone who reads this, it might jog your memory some, only I don't really think there are many of the old gang left now from Stonebyres estate. To jog your memory I will mention a few names from there, ok, here are some of my old friends, hope you see this and put a reply in to veryfy my letter. OK here goes: Billy, Adam, and Jean Whiteman, James and Alex Paisly, Billy and Murdo Stewart, Jack Kirk, Isaac Gray, Helen, Agnes, and Alice Miller, Tom and Anne Paisly, to mention a few of the young ones from those days. My own family was Tom, Netty, Jim, May, Gorge and myself, known as Alistair but my real name is alexander Hannah, as was my dad's name. We lived at 12 Stonebyres, also known as Deer Park as it was the deer park in the glory days of Stonebyres House which was still standing as a ruin when we went there in I think 1936 or 37,... Read more
Years Gone By.
I was born at 22 Victoria Street, Harthill and went to Harthill Primary School. I lived with my mum, Mary Carson, and grannie and grandad Margaret and Jimmy Carson until we left for England about 1954-55. I remember going on walks up to Balbakie Bing, and over to Pedens Stone. I remember playing in the burn with my cousins James and Campbell Carson and also my other cousin, Maralyn Cox. I remember going to the sweet shop half way up the street, and going to the shows with my mum to the park at the back of the houses in Victoria Street. I remember going to see friends of hers who lived in Albert Street across the back somewhere. I also remember going down the main street to the Co-operative with my grannie, and across the main road to the swing park. If anyone has any old photos of Harthill I would love to see them, especially any of Harthill Gala Day, as I remember being on a float and... Read more
Polkemmit Pit
In 1929 as a six year old boy it was great fun to meeet the miners coming home from the pit and to ask them for a pit piece (a pitpiece is leftovers from the miner's lunch) One day I asked a blackfaced miner for a piece but unfortunately it turned out to be my brother in law Hughie McCall, my sister Agnes Grierson's husband.
I got into enormous trouble when I got home and mum and dad found I was cadging for food.
Hartwood Hospital
My great-grandmother Annie Rhinds was admitted to Hartwood hospital in January 1925 after her husband William Rhinds was killed in a mining accident. Annie died in 1942 at the hospital. My grandfather Myles Rhinds and my mother Annie Rhinds made their way back to Scotland for the funeral but arrived too late. William's brother Benjamin died there in 1905. Are there any photographs or patients' records that can be searched?
