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Garelochhead, from the Pier 1901
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Garelochhead, from the Pier 1901 Ref: 47492
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Boat,s bats and millions of rhododendrons
Carrick Castle WAS my childhood. we lived in Glasgow and most weekends my dad would either drive us up - I was usually car sick on the windy twisty bumpy roads - or we'd sail up in the boat from Bowling. That was the best way cos then my sister and brothers could take the speedboat over to "our" island -no wonder I was obsessed with the Famous Five and Kirrin Island! One evening we were "attacked" (according to my mother) by bats - there were about 3 teeny wee pipistrelles if memory serves - tho my mum was convinced they were vampires and freaked us all out by screaming like a banshee! We used to stay at Hazel Cottage and it was a long walk to the village sweet shop for our cola cubes! The whole way was lined with millions of beautiful cerise rhododendrons, but unfortunately these attracted squillions of bees and wasps which were less than friendly to the natives and visitors alike!!!! My Carrick Castle friend was Linda Gracie. She was the only person I knew who was a worse traveller than me so I guess you could say we bonded over the sick bag!! ahh memories.... Last edited: 20/03/2008 09:47 by First Name Last Name |
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Year: 1947
Happy Days
I came to live in Ardpeaton Lodge at the age of 2 when my father was transferred from Wales to Coulport. At that time the Lodge was owned by the MOD along with Ardpeaton House which was further up the drive. Two years later the House was converted into 5 flats and we were moved out of the Lodge and moved into one of the ground floor flats. I lived there for several years and went to the local school in Kilcreggan and then on to the Hermitage in Helensburgh when I was 12. They were the happiest years of my life. All the neighbours were like relatives Last edited: 14/04/2008 19:25 by Carole Squier |
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 Rosneath, Ferry Inn 1901 (ref: 47489) |
Year: 1952
I lived at Rosneath, Ferry Inn
My father was in the Navy and we lived at Ferry Inn during 1952. There were three other families living there, the Thorntons and the Burtons. The Burtons were related to Shackleton, the explorer. My father and his colleagues travelled to and from HMS Jupiter by launch and we children used to meet them in a dinghy, although they needed only to step ashore wothout our help. We saw the Battleship King George V. as it made its last journey and the days spent there were idyllic for children. Sometimes we played in the grounds of the deserted Princess Louisa's house and often, of an evening, I would accompany my father and Norman Burton as they shot rabbits which were delicious. we would hang them on the balcony overnight and on several occasions they were stolen by an eagle. Halcyon days. My name is Tony Brown. Posted: 23/08/2008 00:02 by First Name Last Name |
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Year: 1952
I lived at Ferry Inn
My father was in the Navy and we lived at Ferry Inn during 1952. There were three other families living there, the Thorntons and the Burtons. The Burtons were related to Shackleton, the explorer. My father and his colleagues travelled to and from HMS Jupiter by launch and we children used to meet them in a dinghy, although they needed only to step ashore wothout our help. We saw the Battleship King George V. as it made its last journey and the days spent there were idyllic for children. Sometimes we played in the grounds of the deserted Princess Louisa's house and often, of an evening, I would accompany my father and Norman Burton as they shot rabbits which were delicious. we would hang them on the balcony overnight and on several occasions they were stolen by an eagle. Halcyon days. Posted: 22/08/2008 23:53 by First Name Last Name |
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Year: 1953
13 years old
i moved here with my mum and dad in 1953 for a year . my dad was in the navy then,and served in the base there.we lived in heather cottage in the clachan opposite the post office.mr and mrs macarthur owned the cottage and we lived upstairs. i used to play with their son eric in the garden.we had great fun when it snowed sledging down the hill behind the house.i also made friends with the rector of the manse,s son only ive forgotten his name. i went to school at the hermitageacadamy in helensburgh by bus it is about 12 miles. we also used to go fishing off the pier by the ferry inn is the inn still there? my dad made me a sailing boat {model}and i used to sail it in the burn behind the house and in the gareloch . after about 2 weeks i began to talk like the natives but when i arrived home in england it soon went.i have great memories of the loch the village and the surrounding countryside and i was sorry to go home.i came back about 20 years later,. but it had all changed its never the same is it . Posted: 11/01/2008 20:22 by Nigel Holgate |
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