Historic maps of Fankerton and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Fankerton maps
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Memories of Fankerton
My grandfather was a coachman at this place. He met and married my grandmother who was a tablemaid. I don't know the dates exactly, it could have been around this time. Names were Robert Nisbet Adam and Maggie macRady/Mcready. I'm looking for any information / old records....my email is: firstname.lastname@example.org We typed in Castle Cary, Bonnybridge, Stirlingshire, FK4 2HP.....has the place been renamed?.
Cowie Village - Between The Wars
Does anyone remember the McAteer's of Murdock Place or Sauchinford in Cowie, or the Bruce's, Judges or Kilmurry's associated with them.
Summerford [boys' Paradise]
I was born at Maryfield 25 Feb 1941, a screaming, greetin 10 pounder. The family moved to Summerford the next year. As I got older I began to realize I had landed in boys' paradise, so many things to do and so much to explore. We swam in the Forth and Clyde Canal [when the oil was thin enough], fished for pike, perch and dace in the Union Canal. We climbed huge chestnut and beech trees, ran wild on the Summerford, Greenbank and Red Hills [really they were spoil heaps from the many factories that operated and used to operate in the area]. The Red and Summerford Hills were overgrown with birch and willow where we built hideouts and fought battles [not always imaginary]. We climbed over abandoned factory roofs, into old condensing vessels and old machinery. We raided the old factory where the ropes that used to pull the horse drawn barges along the canal were stored. We used these ropes to make Tarzan swings up on the Roman... Read more
My grandfather was a coachman at this place. He met and married my grandmother who was a tablemaid. I don't know the dates exactly, it could have been around this time. Names were Robert Nisbet Adam and Maggie macRady/Mcready. I'm looking for any information/ old records....my email is: email@example.com We typed in Castle Cary, Bonnybridge, Stirlingshire, FK4 2HP.....has the place been renamed?
I went to Carmuirs as a primary pupil, but my mum, aunts and uncle attended as both primary and senior. My Aunt is going to be 80 this year and wonder if anyone out there might have a school photo that she would be in. Her name is Mary/May Forbes, she lived at Mansionhouse Road, Camelon, would have gone to Carmuirs from 1936 until she was age 14 in 1945. If you or you have a relative maybe at Carmuirs around this time, would love to hear.
Memories When Young
I went to Carmuirs School. Was there when the Queen was crowned and remember getting a mug at this time. Also remember being in few shows at the school. I was once the magic mirror in Snow White. We lived in Hamilton Street which was very lively with lots of children around. I also remember walking past Alexander's bus station on the way home. Just wish children today could have the same fun and games without all the technical gadgets around. We used to play whip and peerie, making stilts out of old oster milk cans and of course the dressing up in your mum's clothes and high heels. Lots of community spirit around then. Would be nice to send some of today's children back to this time to see how they woud fare. Happy memories all in the memory bank. My name at that time was Irene Curtis. Left Camelon when... Read more
My earliest memory of Stenhousemuir is standing on the go chair and my wee brother, Stephen, lying in it being pushed up the laundry hill crownest loan by my mam. We stayed in 75 Muirfield Road and at the age of six we moved to Church Street, a bigger house as there were six kids. My mam used to say there wis nae telly in that days. Church Street was great for a youngster as there was the quarry, the woods and Stenhouse Castle with the added luxury of the orchard if we were hungry and didn't want to go home. In those days nobody seemed to have money but you didn't really care, not like todays kids as everything seems to cost money. We also had the dump, the nickname for the park in Arthurs Drive - we played football almost every night till it was dark and the lamp posts were the floodlights. Happy days indeed.