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Working As Staff Nurse At Western Infirmary
I worked as a staff nurse at this fine hospital for several years in the sixties. I was hired to work in the Renal Unit-however, it had not yet opened when I started. I was put to work wherever extra hands were needed until it did.
I worked Friday, Saturday & Sunday nights as I was married with a baby. I remember my husband driving up this approach to drop me off for night duty. It was a great place to work, with marvellous experience - I learned at the "scene of the accident" as we all did then. I nursed Glasgow's first kidney transplant patient, whom I will never forget. I remember being sent out in an ambulance in 1968 (I believe) when a tenement building collapsed during the night of the "Great Storm". There was a tremendous sense of camaraderie between co-workers at the Western - we all helped each other without regard to rank or job e.g. the nuses would give the cleaner a hand... Read more
"Sunny Offs" at The Bank in Glasgow
I worked for the Bank of England's Glasgow Agency from 1969 to 1978 and remember that ,on really hot days in the summer , the Agent would give some of us an afternoon off to enjoy the weather. These became known as "sunny offs" and we all hoped the good weather would last a few days so that every one in the office benefitted as they were given to only two or three people per day. The office was run in a very disciplined manner and we had "messengers" who wore the Bank's livery which was very smart. I recall one of the agents wore spats even in the early 1970's which was something I had never seen before. The agency moved across the road to a smaller office in St Vincent Place and then closed altogether. The original red sandstone building lies empty today.
Glasgow Western
I trained in Glasgow Western during the reign of Miss Maimie Miller who was the Matron at that time - in the mid 1960s - she was followed by Miss Humphries. I have fond memories of that lovely big hospital - and of the smell in the conservatory which led to the nurses home. I regret losing my hospital scarf which was navy with the badge design on it. Spent some time in the Eye Department although we had to have experience in all departments before finishing. I recall eminent surgeons like Mr Mack - Urology, Mr K Fraser - chest surgery, Prof. Donald - gynaecology and of course DB Brown - General Surgery. Memories of being bussed out to Knightswood Hospital as a Junior Nurse to ensure we all got a peaceful sleep and then bussed back at night to the Western. I am still nursing and it saddens me when I compare today's training with the training I feel very privileged to have been part of.
919 Argyle Street 1961 to 1966
My grandparents lived at 919 Argyle Street for many years and as a child my mum, sister and I lived with them, it was cramped, very cramped, and when I had mumps I slept in grannie's bed in the "hole in the wall" and played with magnetic letters on a tin tray for pleasure. My fondest memories of my grandparents' flat was standing "in the sink" by the window to watch the Orange Day Parades once a year. That old sink was used for everything, bathing us kids, washing the clothes, preparing the vegetables, I can still see in my mind's eye my gran standing at the sink doing something or other. We had no television, only radio, it was entertainment enough having gran and grandad. Grandad was a docker on the Clyde.
Working in Glasgow
I worked in Glasgow for the best part of 16 years with the Wallis Fashion Company, who I am still with but in a different location. I would love to hear from anyone who also worked with the company over the years, but I would also like to find any information regarding my great-grandfather. My papa never realy spoke about his father as he didn't know very much, all I know is my great-grandmother Annie Lenord worked in a house in Glasgow during the war and my papa's father's name was Patrick Slowey who emigrated to America where he died. My great-grandmother came from a little village called Newmains, Lanarkshire. If you have any information please email me at: Rosebud28@live.co.uk
Wedding of John Breen to Jane Rose Grand Hotel
Recently I started an ancestor search on my parents, mother Jane Breen Dalzell, I have just discovered her great-grandparents were John Breen who married Jane Rose on the 4th November 1884 at the Grand Hotel. I would love to try and get more information on this, and maybe some pictures of the inside of the hotel.
Also Jane Rose lived in Woodland Villa, Copland Road, I am trying to find too?
Glasgow Agency of The Bank of England
"The Old Lady of Threadneedle Street" as the Bank of England is known maintained a small office in Glasgow fir many years. It was on the north side of St VIncent Place and I worked there between 1975 and 1978.
On fine summer days I would cycle to the bank from my home in East Kilbride about 15 miles to the south but I rarely had the energy to pedal the whole way home in the evenings as there is a climb of maybe 1000 feet. Sometimes I would get off and push for a particularly steep part of the route but on tough days I would put the bike on the train from Glasgow Central Station just round the corner from the bank!
I returned to Glasgow on a holiday trip in 2005 when I was celebrating my 60th birthday and revisited the site of my old bank work in the 1970's. Things seem so much cleaner now although there is more traffic and more... Read more
Rainy Days & Sundays
We used to go to Art Gallery & Museum on Sundays, especially if it was raining. We took the tramcar from Possilpark right to the door. My sister and our four brothers spent many happy hours there looking in wonder at all the amazing things in the display cabinets. We did not appreciate the art until much later, especially when we had to pay one shilling to stand in line to view Salvador Dali's painting of the Crucifixion, as it had apparently cost the Museum its entire budget that year! I am anxious to go back home and see the renovations that have taken place, I only hope they have not changed too much as it is one of my favourite places to visit.
