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Isle of Mull memories
A Childhood at Ardfenaig
Well, a little more than a childhood as I emigrated to New Zealand at the age of 24. I consider my upbringing at Ardfenaig to have been be the most fantastic thing that could have been. Sadly whilst it was in progress one does not truly understand the value of such freedom even though it was utterly enjoyable. My parents had purchased Ardfenaig House in 1949, in an almost derelict condition, and thirty acres of land comprising about half pasture and the other half woodland, some of it contrived and some just ancient. The property lies at the head of an inlet called Loch Caol and we had a sturdy granite pier on the foreshore where we kept an equaly sturdy clinker dingy or two. These were powered by a 40 plus Seagull engine which was kept clamped to an iron rail fence on the pier road when not in use. It always went when the string was pulled and in fact the second edition I still have to this day... Read more
Cameron Farmhouse
After my father died in 1984, knowing my dear mother's love of Scotland, we decided to take her to visit the beautiful Isle of Mull. At that time one was able to rent Cameron Farmhouse that was situated on the shores of Loch Buie, a wonderful location, close to the castle of Moy. Our party consisted of my husband and I, our daughter and her boyfriend, and of course Mother. The farmhouse was ideal, four bedrooms, kitchen, dining room and sitting room. Most rooms were facing the loch apart from the kitchen and a utilty room, which looked out to the hillside behind. An added delight was a freshwater spring gently tumbling over small rocks outside the utility room. Our holiday was idyllic, days wandering along the shore - my husband fishing, trips to Tobermory and an unforgettable evening at the small theatre in Dervaig. We had two trips to Iona and my husband accompanied mother on a trip to Staffa - after which we enjoyed a scrumptious meal of fresh lobster... Read more
Darroch Park
Darrock Park was my play ground almost every day. The whole park was kept in great condition,the 18 hole putting green, tennis courts and of course watching folk on the bowling greens. I walked throught he park on my way home from Gourock Primary School and often took a detour into the walled gardens and through the green houses. The park is now a shadow of it's former self, I return to Gourock as often as I can and know that I'm lucky to have enjoyed the park when I did.
Brothers Birthday
My name now is Gary Smith, I was known as Gary Gourlay. My memory from Quarrier's during this time was when my brother James Gourlay bought me and himself a chopper/tomahawk bike, with his birthday money. This was totally unexpected and this stays with me all my days, even though we had nothing we had a bond that was stronger than I knew at the time, and for him to spend his birthday money on me shows the special person my brother is. Well that's all for now. I've got college work to do.
Not my Personal Memorys But as Told to me
My next door neighbour Jean was put into Quarriers along with her older sister and brother by her father who was off to serve King and Country as her mother had died in childbirth and as they had no money nobody wanted them. Jean is now 95 years old but her memory is strong and she remembers her life there as she has been in homes all her life, even being put in mental institutes in her early 20s, you didnt have to be proved mad in those days they just had to say you were. Anyhow Jean remembers the cottages they had where they had house mothers and fathers, boys were trained in going to war and girls were taught needlework. But it wasn't all fun and games, you had to work hard for your keep and if you had no family that was willing to take you on, then you went from home to home. She was put into Quarriers in 1916, she does not remember her father... Read more
Quarriers Were The Happiest Days of my Life.
My name is Elizabeth Bonner, but then it was Elizabeth Esnol. I lived in Cottage 3 with Agnes, the Mcdonalds and Anne, Margaret, and Josephine Murray, and Aunty Irene Munzy, Aunty Anne (House Mother), and Mrs Mac the cleaner. The absolute best years of my life! So happy! so loved! and so safe and protected from the outside world in the most beautiful place I ever lived in with the most wonderful memories I will forever cherish. My only regret was when Quarriers children, including myself, had to leave, way back in 1979, when I was only ten years of age. Quarriers was for me my whole life, all I ever knew, and wanted, and needed. xxx
I Loved my Time There
I hear a lot of bad things about Quarrier's, it was not that bad.
