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Memories of Romanno Bridge
A Farm Worker's Daughter in Dunsyre
Dunsyre was my first school, there were only 7 children in the whole school, myself and my two brothers all went there. I loved my teacher, she showed me great kindness, her name was Miss Low, I will never forget her. We lived at Westhall Cottages about a mile or so away. My dad worked at Westhall Farm, Mr Green was his name. We were very, very poor. I remember we had no electricity in the house. Mum used Tillie lamps, well that's what she called them, and candles, but my memories are so happy as a child. My son-in-law took me back there a few months ago and the cottage looked lovely, it has been made into one house and the school looked just the same. I wanted to see the old church that still stands there but could not get in. I would love to know its history. I will go back one day. Anyway I just thought I would write this, if anyone remembers us I would... 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.
Where I Was Born.
I was born at home, home being 4 Pentland Crescent, Rosewell. The date was 17/05/1961. We always had a cat or a dog, or both. My dad had an aviary in the back garden, oh and we also had rabbits. It was a lovely old house but we moved to Poltonhall when I was eight. My best memories were of the lovely gala days in the park. And my dad used to look after Father O'Conell's animals and he took me with him. My sister Barbara did a charity run with Jimmy Saville and I got to meet him. My grandad was a signalman at Rosewell station, but I never met my grandparents as they both died before I was born. I have never been able to find a photograph of the station when it was running, so if anyone spots one can you let me know. Thaks for your time. Marion.
Jimmy Saville OBE RIP
I remember very well the sponsored walk which started from Rosewell in the mid 1960s. It was to raise funds to help a young sick girl and we all had to pray to Margaret Sinclair. Jimmy's mother was there. I went to St David's Academy in Dalkeith and I recall very vividly the day I witnessed a bus employee from the bus station opposite being injured in a crash at the park gates. This was possibly in 1968. From Sandra Burnett
My grandparents lived in Wilkieston, my grandfather was a blinded Serviceman. They enjoyed a happy life in the village. I spent every weekend and summer holiday there and it remains in my heart. From the milkman to the Post Office, the church to Maggie Morgan's eggs, I do cherish those memories.
Boyhood in Broomieknowe, Lasswade
In 1953 my family moved from Edinburgh to live in Broomieknowe, Lasswade. I liked the large garden we had on this quiet street with pigeons cooing in the big Chestnut trees in the neighbours garden, and a big barn owl which nested in an old sycamore next door. My brothers and I like to excplore in the Esk Valley, walking along the old railway, or taking the path through the glen to Roslin and coming back on farm tracks and side roads. In winter we had a great sledge run from the Polton road down a steep bank, right turn between a stump and a log, left over another bank and stop before cowping into the smelly river Esk (The Esk was polluted by all the paper mills back then). I also remember going to watch men working at the coke furnaces beside the "gasometer". My brothers and I went to school in Edinburgh, so we had to run down the Wee Brae to catch the bus, and... Read more
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