Historic maps of Duntocher and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Duntocher maps
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Memories of Duntocher
I came to live in Dalmuir in 1973, and it was a bad time as I was 15 years old, and knew nobody apart from a friend I made at school from Duntocher. I walked that road as often as I could...safely.
I lived at 27 Radnor Street, last but one tennament to be flattened. My first year of school was at the "new high school", on Bouquanaran; 10 class rooms open, we had to scramble among the bricks to get to class. Then I went to Radnor new primary school, next I went to the old high school down in Clydebank, outside toilets and the roofs had been blown off so it was a chilly sit. Then at age 11, back to the now repaired high school at the bottom of Thompson St. I now live in Trenton, Ontario, Canada, near the largest air base in Canada. Here my best friend, quite by chance we were talking, her father came from Crown Ave, back to back with Radnor St. I also missed that old beacon of Singer's clock when they tore it down, you always knew your way home from all over the Clyde valley. In '56 we moved to Parkhall. My family... Read more
School And Before
I lived in Holly Street, North Kilbowie, I was born there 1949. My gran and grampa moved into 1 Holly Street in 1939 before the Second World War. The stories they knew about the blitz were funny as well as tragic. I lost my great-grandpa, his body was recovered without a mark on him. I now move forward to 1954, the year I started school. I attended Kilbowie Primary School, my first teacher was Mrs Temple. On my first day I bawled the place down, I wanted to go home. In school primary 1 we were, believe this, given small blackboads and chalk and plasticine. I grew to love my school but if you try to find your class members it seems like they were transported to another dimension (old age may be the reason). My usual school day in the winter was, get up wash and dress quickly, no central heating then, I would sit at the open oven for heat then eat a bowl of porridge, it was... Read more
1948 Onwards-Radnor Street
I was brought up in Top Flat, 29 Radnor Street. Last Close, Westwards. Went to Kilbowie primary school when it opened. Remember newspaper boy selling school photos as the first post-war school to be built. Also the plasticine - have a box of it in the house. Remember morning service and school dinners; 'frog-spawn' (sago) and semolina with a dob of jam. Also remember the 50's snow drifts and storms blowing off the tenement chimney stacks. Used to go to the Dalmuir Park 'illuminations' and listen to the records (78's being played from the bandstand). Guy Mitchell used to sled down the 'High Park' in winter. And attended the Coronation bonfire and fireworks on it. The boy downstairs from me (Richard Lockhard) and I built bonfires at the rear of No.29 - every Guy Fawkes night many of Radnor Street attended. Have a lot more memories but that will do for now.
Denny's of Dumbarton
I was born in India in 1938, as a young boy at age 17 I began serving as a shipyard drawing office apprentice at William Denny's & Brothers from 1956 - 1962. Graduated as a Naval Architect from Royal Technical College ("The Tech"), Glasgow (now Strathclyde University) in 1962. Each apprentice was bound by an "indenture" of a rather elaborate character "to serve for six years after the manner of an apprentice, for the use and benefit of Her Majesty, Her Heirs, and Successors". He further binds himself not to absent himself from service without leave, "nor contract marriage during the period of his indenture, nor be guilty by word or action of any immoral, indecent, irregular, or improper conduct or behaviour in any respect whatsoever, but shall and will demean himself at all times with strict propriety and submission to his superiors." The father or guardian of the apprentice binds himself in the same indenture to "provide good and sufficient board, lodging, clothing, washing, and other necessaries proper for his... Read more
Wallace Street Dumabrton
I was born in Wallace Street, Dumbarton, August 13th 1959 in my grandparent's (Andrew and Mabel Aitken) house named "Bourtree". My other grandparents (Jim and Margaret Brash) lived directly across the road in their house named "Cloughfin". My dad, Mitchell Aitken, a local footballer of some repute having played for Vale of Leven and Shettleston, having married my mum, Irene Aitken (nee Brash) moved in with his parents. I was born at home as apparently that was the way things were commonly done then. In fact I am the eldest of 4 boys and we were all born at home. The Aitkens at "Bourtree" were a talented family. There was a bourtree or rowan tree in the back garden and hence the name. My grandfather, Andrew, I remember being small, bald and lots of fun, who enjoyed having his grandchildren on his knee and playing magic tricks. He was an electrician at Denny's shipyard and was commonly known as "the dadler". His father had been in the shipyard before him... Read more