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Midlothian memories
Heriot
I first went to Heriot in about 1947 camping with Boy Scouts. When my parents came for a visit they liked the area so they arranged with local farmer to have our holidays camping in his field for a number of years after that, although we went by bus from Edinburgh our tent and gear were sent by rail.
Memories Form The 60's
Does anyone remember Helen, Jan and Billy Crawford, 13 The Crescent, Jan still stays in the crescent although i'm not sure that it is in the same house.
My memories include the old co-op ad Gaul's shop which I know are not there now.
Fitba in The Big Park
I was born in Suttislea in Nitten in 1947 but my sister and I emigrated to Gowkshill when I was 2 (I think) and lived at 18 Pentland Avenue till I married Isobel from Bonnyrigg when I was 21. I grew up with the Weighands and the Dolyes and worked in the time office at the Lady and the Workshops. The Sunday games in the big park were the highlight of my youth, often starting at around 11 and finishing about 6. Teams varied throughout the day as players went home for their dinners then came back and often changed sides, we also used to go down the fields to Newtonloan playing fields where they had actual goalposts as the park just had jerseys. I am now in the NE of Scotland but now appreciate the good times we had then, especially the Gowkshill galas to Gullane, North Berwick and Kirkaldy, happy days.
Some Happy Days...
If anyone remembers the Sabistons...we lived at 12 Stobhill Road. The gala days to the various places - Gullane, North Berwick, etc - were my favourite times. To this day whenever I hear "I love to go a-wandering", it brings back the memories. I also remember playing in the 'top' park and the 'bottom' park from morning to night (summer of course). The Guy Fawks bonfires in the bottom park, the rag & bone trucks, the fish & chip bus....I often relay these memories to my son, who is yet to visit this place. The summer evenings were lovely and I recall walking and playing in the fields of Dow's farm, or riding my bike along the Crawlee (is that how you spell it???). There are many people I could mention from those days. They may still be there, they may not. Who can I remember: The Torrances, the Calders (my relatives), the Montagues, the McLeans, the Howie's, the Burnetts, to name a few. My most treasured memory... Read more
Born in A Very Special Place
I was born in Dalkeith in 1936 and shortly after moved to 17 Gibralter Terrace, Dalkieth, Midlothian, Scotland. I was the fourth to be born and already had an older sister by 5 years and two older brothers. By the time I was 11 years old I had another two sisters and two brothers.
We lived in a 3 bedroomed council house with a sitting room, scullery, bathroom and toilet (combined). Only two of the three rooms were big enough to accommodate the four brothers in one, three girls in another and the third was the small box room my oldest sister was in. Our ma and father had a double bed in the sitting room.
We were pretty crowded when I think back but at the time none of us thought about it. We certainly never complained, as it was a fact of life that could not be changed. I remember how loud and busy our house always seemed to be and that all the playing of friends of... Read more
Growing up Near Temple
I remember Temple school. The Knights Templar play. Christmas plays. The youth club on Friday evenings. Friday I'm in love. I was. The glen. Scottish country dancing. The human skull in Anna's cellar. Diving off the waterfall. Baking and Christmas parties at the Dunlop's. The quilt. The Fete and fancy dress. Exploring in the woods. Getting lost in the woods. The conker tree. Bonfires on Guy Fawkes night. Candlelit carols, mulled wine and mincemeat pies and playfights with the boys. The Celidh. Dens. Camping and campfires. The boys. The girls. The hall. The boys and girls. Our group. The phonebox. The SLOW sign. The midges in Summer and the freezing winters. Getting snowed in. Sledging at shilling hill. These are just a few of many memories. I loved Temple.
Remember The Dukes
I played tenor sax with The Dukes in the late 1950s. They had a great line up: Tam Easton on drums, Bill Young on base guitar, Willie Finlayson on vocals, Alec Hutchinson on rhythm and the fabulous John Fairgreive on lead guitar. Probably one of the best around at the time. How I wish I could roll the clock back. Keep rocking guys. All the best. Bill Bryce
