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Bus to Kirkintillock to School From Twechar.

I came to Twechar to visit my Grandfather and Grandmother, who lived in 15 Mc Donald Crescent when I was a young lad of 8 or 9. I went to school in St Niniann's, Kirkintilloch after my Mum and Dad (John Differ) moved to Glasgow. I remember the old PUG steam engine puffing its way past their window going to and from the local collieries.

A memory of Twechar, shared by Michael #differ.

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Twechar

I left Twechar for good, or bad, in 1973, and although I was happy to get out and see a bit of the world, I still remember so much about my time there.
I recall, being about 5 and kneeling on a couch and looking out the window towards the Campsies it always seemed to be raining. Yet thinking of that time still gives me peace of mind. Also summers spent up in the woods or in the glen, we could go all day on a couple of brunt spuds. I am glad to have come from Twechar, and hope everyone there is well and happy. I live far away now in a crowded hectic city, and even though I wouldn't live anywhere else, I still miss the beautiful quiet countryside around Twechar.

A memory of Twechar, shared by John Beattie.

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Visit to Auntie's

I remember being quite excited when Mum (Jessie Beattie} and I would take the bus from Blantyre to Glasgow and then another to Lennoxton to visit my father's sister Mary Richmond {nee Blair} and my 3 cousins Jean, Claude and Samuel. We took this route regularly. The round trip would take us all day. They lived in Janesfield Place then, and did so for many years. I enjoyed listening to the stories of their days on the farm in Twechar. My father was William Beattie from Twechar farm, Twechar. I moved to Australia and lost touch. I would love to contact any of the Richmond or Furness families. Marion Anderson {nee Beattie}

A memory of Twechar, shared by Marion Anderson.

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My Home

I was raised in Twechar but left there when I was 8. I am now 45 and my memories are still strong of Twechar. I am very homesick still. I look at Twechar on google earth and I see the changes. I wish I could come home. I still remember all the people there, and going on a double-decker buss to school in Kirky from Twechar.

A memory of Twechar, shared by Carol Mcfadyen.

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Miners Strike

My father (Robert Summers born Dec 1916) was 6 months old when his father was killed in Ypers. A few years later my gran remarried a miner, James MacLachlan, an ex Cameronian. My father told me a story of how, during the strike and at the age of 5 or 6, he came home from school to see the village people crowded on the street shouting and cheering. He saw his mother, holding his baby brother in her arms and wrapped in a shawl, she drew my father into her side and through the crowd he could see his step-father and another miner, who had broken some strike rule, bare-knuckle fighting in the street. He described my grandfather as being stripped to the waist with his trousers held up with a big studded belt, a belt I remember seeing him wear when I was a young child. My grandfather had challenged the man for doing wrong. He described the village as having a dirt road with miners' rows down either... Read more

A memory of Twechar, shared by Roy Summers.

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The Burning Bing

I was born in Drongan in Ayrshire, but every holiday we had we came to stay with my Gran and Papa, Ruby and Hugh Meudell. We were always so excited to be going"home." When we got out of Kirky on the bus we were glued to the windows looking for the burning bing, just outside the village. We knew as soon as we seen it we would be putting on our jackets to get off the bus, and our great holiday adventures would be starting. We would all run up the steps from the bus stop to our Gran's house in Meadowside Road and fight to see who could get in the door first and pet the cat, Trixie, who was a beautiful wee tortoiseshell cat. It was then a quick hello to our beloved, long suffering Gran and Papa and then further on up the road we would run to see our Uncle Angus and Aunt Nan and our cousins "The Meudells." We would always go first to... Read more

A memory of Queenzieburn, shared by Catherine Spiers.

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Childhood in Moodiesburn

I remember staying in Beechgrove just at the begining of the electric scheme, we had some very happy memories of the glen, Bedlay Castle, and going for walks down the luggie for a swim. Mr and Mrs Brown stayed in number 1, we were in 3, the Ewarts were in 5, the Greers in 7, Mr and Mrs Muir were in 9 and a Polish couple were staying in number 11. All our friends stayed round the corner in Deepdene and Wellbrae - the Mitchells, the Rileys, the Slavens, the Johnstones and Chambells. Later on the Shevlins and Mcgiffs would move into our street. It was a great place to stay, everyone looked after each other. Wee Mattie Dinardo used to do the bus runs in the summer to Portabello or Ayr. Wee Byrls was where the Chinese shop is and the Blanefeild bus parked in front of the wooden houses. Mr Johnstone was the janitor at our school, St. Michael's, before him it was Mr Tonner. We used to... Read more

A memory of Moodiesburn, shared by William Rafferty.

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Visits to Annathill

My father (a professional footballer) grew up in Annathill. We used to visit our grandparents who lived in the houses from Bedlay Coal mine. My grandfather worked in the mines and always seemed to be dirty. His hobby was keeping pidgeons. I remember the 'toilets' were outside, and in winter like a refridgerator. There were no telephones and no electricity, the rooms were lit with gas lamps and in the middle of the room there was a big fireplace. When my grandfather died, his coffin was stood up in the small bedroom, so that everyone could see him. It was a very dull day and the rain did not make it a very pleasant experience.

A memory of Annathill, shared by David Shaw.

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Childhood

I moved to Glenboig from Moodiesburn, ten days before my tenth birthday. I was lucky to make friends easily and made some fantastic mates. Miners and steel workers were the life and soul of the village. I spent many years there, with a happy, innocent life. Religion aside, everything was so simple. Chopper bikes and rope swings up "Inchnie" were a source of many a summer holiday. Happy days....

A memory of Glenboig

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Glenboig in The 1970s

I was brought up in Glenboig. We moved to England in 1973, however I have great memories. I remember going to the old St Joseph' School that sank, so we had to go to St Barbara's in Muirhead. I made my holy communion in the old chapel next to the old school. We stayed in the old pre-fabs and then went to live in Easdale Path. I can remember the gas houses being built. My twin brother and I had many friends in Glenboig. I get a lump in my throat every time I come back.

A memory of Glenboig, shared by Eric Christie.

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