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Dryburgh Industrial Estate, the Abbey c1880
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Year: 1960
Stirling Tower
My claim to Fame I was born at home in Stirling Tower at Dryburgh Estate on the 26th November 1960 nee Cockburn. The first person to be born in Dryburgh for over 100 years. Posted: 03/06/2006 23:14 by Pamela Thompson |
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Year: 1954
RAF Base A memory of Coldingham, Berwickshire I was born at the RAF base 2 Drone Hill where my father was based. I am now 54 years old and in July 2004 after losing my mother I came up to Coldingham to revisit the base, which to my surprise in now a caravan site, and the house that I was born in is still there. As you can imaging it was quite an emotional visit. The old Naffi is now the site clubhouse and there was a write-up of it being an RAF radar base, it closed in 1957 and I would be most grateful to anyone who can supply any old photos of how it used to be. We stayed in Scoutscroft caravan park. All the areas we visited including Berwick, Eyemouth, St Abbs and a lot more were so beautiful and we hope to revisit in 2009. We found the people of Coldingham warm, friendly and helpful, even the local pubs were a joy to visit. A memory to treasure. Last edited: 30/06/2008 10:07 by Christine Cowings |
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Year: 1940s
Holidays in Coldingham A memory of Coldingham, Berwickshire Until we emigrated to the U.S. in 1948, my family spent our summer holidays in Coldingham with Cha Crowe & family, also, Johnny Walker, known as Walker the Butcher whose son Ian still has his butcher shop in Eyemouth. They were the happiest of times. Carefree summers & lots of chasing rabbits & catching them to make rabbit pie from our Mum. Our Dad was a Company Officer in the Edinburgh Fire Brigade & had charge of the area workshops in the borders area. I always remember my brother & I going out in the fields looking for spent shell casings from fighter planes from overhead sorties during WWII & then chasing rabbits. Those memories have been all too vivid throughtout my life & to have shared those with our two son's & my wife on visits to Coldingham. I hope one day to bring our Grandson over & share those memories with him as well. Our Dad always would come down to Coldingham for a fortnight stay & without question the minute he arrived it would start raining. Always a fun time & a great laugh, although he didn't think so at the time. Cha Crowe was also the baker in the village & I always remember he had eclairs for us as a special treat every time we were there. He & Mrs. Crowe became my adopted Aunt & Uncle until their passing & even today we still write to their daughter Betty Waterer & visited her in 2004 for a short time. In 1986 we visited Betty & her husband Leslie, & had a great time going round the Berwickshire area & spent a day at the Waterford estate which we highly reccomend anyone visit & tour. Most significantly of historic value for anyone.They will be blown away by the history there. I hope this information of some degree, is of interest to anyone contemplating a visit there. Be sure to visit Coldingham Bay, also known as The Sands, & go through the tide pools there to view the multitude of sea life. Time well spent. My Mother was born in Ayton, a short drive from Coldingham, & has always held great memories for me & a magnet for ours & my heritage. Scot's Whae Hae! Derek Gilchrist Posted: 25/07/2006 22:29 by Derek Gilchrist |
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Year: 1950
Glasgow Terrace A memory of Eyemouth, Berwickshire I am Jim Windram and I'm a Gelsgie Terrace Sparray frae Haymoothe. One could only be a sparrow from the terrace if you were born there, as I was in 1946. Chapel Terrace as it was officially known, was once owned by Peter Gibb, a fish curer for Glasgow. Glesgie Terrace was off Chapel Street, where Salt Greens nursing home is now, and I reached it by going up the side of Giacopazzis. Brick built, it was 3 stories high, with a set of enclosed stairs at each end.. Railed gangways ran along the front of all the houses, with a dividing rail in the middle, which everyone used to climb over. There were 6 houses on each floor, 3 to the left, and 3 to the right. At the top of the building was a large garret,( loft), where all the fishermen would mend their nets. Behind the building were lines for washing, washed in water heated by open fires outside. A strict rota governed the washing lines, so it was tough luck if it rained on your wash day, your fire, and washing. A lady on the bottom floor, charged 2 pence a time for the use of her mangle. If the fishermen chose to tend their nets on the drying green, the women folk had to try to "hold their tongues" Glesgie Terrace never had gas, and even in the 1950's, the building was regarded as too old to justify electricity. Paraffin lamps were the order of the day. The toilets were beside the common stairs. With one room and one bedroom, the houses were literally but and bens, Water and meals were heated over the room fire, and water was sought from the toilet. Large families lived in the terrace, it seemed as if half of Eyemouth lived there, and knew everyones else's business too. I left the Terrace when I was one year old, moving to the state of the art prefabs, with electricity,inside loo, bathroom and a FRIDGE!! My Aunt Jean, who we had lived next door to, remained and a visit to her was an adventure. I would run up and down the stair well and along the gangways. The smell of the preservative, which the fishermen used on their nets in the loft, always hung heavy on the air, but I was never brave enough to travel up the last flight to the net loft. Old Peter Burgon lived in the house directly below my Aunt. He was easily upset, and would bang on his ceiling with his stick, if my brother and I made too much noise. Eyemouth was hit by 2 bombs during the war. One blew up a fishing boat, and the other landed on the Gelsgie Terrace drying green, bounced across the harbour, and embedded itself on the bank, 100 yard to the right of the Mansion House. It never exploded. I'm sure that old Peter Burgon couldn't have blamed my elder brother for that bit of noise. My Aunt would tell me the story of the Eyemouth Bomb, and how her Granny, who also lived there, amazingly, hadn't been aware of the bomb, looked up, saw the broken window, and immediately gave my Aunt and her cousin, a good " clip around the ear". She would also tell me of how the gangways would be difficult to negotiate, when the women folk stretched out the lines for baiting, Women would sit on stools, opening mussles, whilst at the same time caring for up to 6 children , making soup, and checking their laundry. The gangways were scrubbed on hands an knees after wards. Life in Glesgie Terrace may have seemed tough, but in the early 1900's they were luxury, compared to the homes of other fisher folk. Posted: 09/11/2007 21:08 by Elizabeth Windram |
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Year: 1999
Fastest Ferret gets Guinness World Record A memory of Huntworth, Somerset On 11 July 1999, At the North of England Ferret Racing Championships held in Blythe, Northumberland, UK, an Albino Ferret called 'WARHOL' owned by Jacqui Adams of CHIRNSIDE, Berwickshire, ran the 32ft Tube Race in a WORLD RECORD 12.59 seconds. It's now 2007 and the Record hasn't been beaten still. Warhol was nicknamed Berwickshire's White Lightening by the press. Sadly Warhol died in 2002. Posted: 08/12/2007 18:36 by Jacqui Adams |
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