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Fife memories
The Foundry
The smell that came from the foundry... I used to go see my dad and the cold damp stench used to burn your eyes and fill your lungs. The building was cold and damp and yet the heat from the ladles of molten iron would burn your lungs if you got too close. The cherry red metal gave no mercy and it would scare me into thinking this place was hell on earth. I would have dreams where I saw the gates of hell open and there it was that huge ladle full of cherry red molten death. Yhe very place that aided in the ill health of all who worked there is now the sight of the health centre, how ironic, or is it sarcastic, that the centre of ill health is the same today. I remember the months my father was off ill with bad lungs, coughing up black silica sand. This is the most profound memory of Auchtermuchty I have. I remember all the foundry lads, Dad included, out... Read more
Kennoway Den
Hi, school holidays down the den consisted of endless hours playing comandoes and building the dam at the Ladies Brig, Eddie Thacker the Mackays, Tommy Johnstone, Gareth Bruce, Shug Torrance, Harry Caulder, Podge Allan, Frogy and Donald Fraser, and many more all joined in hauling shalogies (i.e cut turf the size of carpets to dam up the burn). As soon as we finished, along came the farmer and pulled it down, waste of time because it was built the next day. Anybody remember the swimming trunks that seemed to be made of wool and hung down to your knees when wet. No holidays to Spain or exotic places just seven weeks of fun. Good memories. Jeek!
Kennoway... It's Where I Grew Up.
There's a small collection of memories and information included in my web site at www.an-alien-affair.com
I reckon it's worth a visit as I've included several bits of info' that most people are quite unaware of. Then there's me, of course.
Kennoway is unique and steeped in history that goes back as far as the dawn of christianity, and much, much further. The evidence is in the Den and the surrounding fields.
I'm planning to write a novel based on my own life and experiences, a book that will revive lost memories for many and rekindle the feelings of a forgotten yesteryear. I've already got a title for it... which is, 'The Lampost At No61'. Watch this space.
Childhood
I have lots of memories from old Kennoway Primary and Halfields Secondary Schools from roughly 1956-62. and of old friends George Sneddon, Alan Patterson, Jimmy Hughes, Rab Robertson, Archie & Zander Friel, oops not forgetting Henry Mcliesh. I used to stay in Wellshot Road then Kingsdale Gardens. If anybody still not affected by the Senior Moments and like me just learning this new technolgy look me up on Facebook.
22 June 2010
My wife Mary Ross was born and bred in Milton of Balgonie. We got married in July 1970. It has allways been a very freindly place and still is, even with a lot of outsiders livving here. I came from West Lothian in the late 1950s with my parents for the pits, and to educate the Fifers, which I think we have done a no bad job (only kidding!).
As A Child
My gran stayed in a wee cottage across from Kinears (the grocer), used to play rounders at auld beenie Aggie's front door. Play areas were the lintholes, the wells green, the mear, swam in the summer after building a dam at the bridge over the back burn. Other gran / grandad owned the ice cream shop on the corner at Windygates (bottom galles )...want to know more?
My Childhood
You caught newts in the reservoir, just off Greig Park....down at the trenches....apples and pears in the berries...an old garden down Haughmill Lane...who remembers the barrel bridge....and the tennis courts?
