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Caithness memories
Forss Estate
I stayed in a little wooden chalet with my Companion, Sis Remund, when we were Missionaries for The Church of Jesus Christ of Latter-day Saints, on the Forss Estate. I remember the beautiful river, the sea of blue-bells in the wooded area and the walled garden which I used to dream of being able to see in its hay day! I loved it there.
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.
Singing The Grace
When Davie Gibson was manager of the Haven, when all the guests were seated in the dining room, he would bang on the table and lead everyone in singing grace to the hymn 'Let us sing with gladsome mind, praise the Lord for he is kind.....'
Happy Holidays
Spent many, many years visiting grandparents in Caste Craig then in West Mains with my parents John and Pam Watson. My father John was the only child of Hugh and Maggie Watson, whom we went to visit each year. We spent time visiting relatives in Biggar, Largs, Sea Mill, infact we spent time travelling all over the Border area, and always going to Edinburgh Castle and Princes Street. The photograph of the telephone box in Blyth Bridge bought back happy memories of walking down to the phone box with my sister and brother to wait for my parents to phone, (as we travelled up by train in later years, without 'mum and dad') house phones were not around then, going into the village shop to buy sweets and the daily newspaper. Waiting for the local mobile shop to come round on a weekly basis, no grocery shops around.
In later years visiting on my own, taking my grandparents to the Old Mill Restaurant, now not in use, such a shame.
Holidays in Coldingham
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... Read more
RAF Base
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.
RAF Dronehill
I served at Dronehill in the RAFpolice dog branch after Hong Kong, I remember well the cold winter nights, also scorching up the road on my Norton International motor bike. It was actually a very good posting for myself, being a local lad, and I had the opportunity to visit home frequently. I have not met any other mates who served there. I visited last year, the guardroom I skived in on cold winter nights is still there, as area a few buildings and married quarters.
