Uddingston And Alpine Terrace
A Memory of Uddingston.
My Father's parents Patrick and Catherine Donnelly, went to live in No 3 Alpine Terrace sometime in the early 1900s They were to have 6 children with my Father being the youngest. Granddad was a Miner and the family were Catholics. They helped to build the 1st St John's School and Church which both my Parents and their Siblings attended as did my Cousins and I. During the war my Dad was in the RAF and I can remember as a very young child, going to see him off at Glasgow Central Station. Mum and I moved in to No 4 Alpine Terrace next door to my Grandparents. The houses had no hot water or bathrooms, They shared toilets with other families and had the peculiarly Scottish "Hole in the Wall" beds. I remember desperately wanting a Baby Brother and asked Mum if we could have one. She replied "We'll have to wait and ask Daddy when he comes home" I replied "Can't we have one and surprise him?" That would have caused mayhem!! Still, I got a baby brother- another Patrick Donnelly in 1947. My Granddad had died before then and I missed him badly. In time I too started school at St John's in Uddingston and also remember visiting friend's of my Parents who lived there. The Hamiltons, who later emigrated to Australia. Margaret Hamilton's parents lived in Birkenshaw and Mum and I visited them frequently. I also remember going shopping in Uddingston to the Co-op where the money was passed up to the Cashier's office on a track and then the change came back down to the Counter. My brother's Pram was bought there and I got to ride it home! I remember starting school and loved it. I was very apprehensive of moving to Miss Lynch's class the year after as she'd line her class up and give them a spoonful of Cod Liver Oil every morning! I hated the stuff! However, that was not to be as we moved to Corby in 1949 where dad worked in the Steel Works and we had a house- with a BATH and hot running water as well as gardens to the front and rear! I thought I was in Heaven! We visited as often as we could. It took 12 hours by Coach to get to Bellshill- a Coach left Corby every Friday night and returned from Bellshill on Sunday mornings. I loved seeing my family again and remember going to the Cinema on Saturdays. As we passed Tunnocks Factory, the older ones would go in and get bags full of burnt chocolate- a rea treat when everything was still on rations. Alpine was knocked down and the tenants moved to the new estate of Council Houses in View Park. Much healthier with all Mod Cons. But I still have happy memories of Alpine Terrace and Uddingston.
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I am Brenda Tyler I live in Shropshire England , Through DNA I have been finding out who my unknown Birth father is , I know who this is now but I am now researching his father my grandfather James Murphy born 1865 in Shanmullagh Armagh Ireland he went to work in Viewpark Colliery Uddingston Lanarkshire he was involved in a pit accident and sustained head injuries on 6th September 1919 he died in 1922 of his injuries , James was a devout Catholic he lived at Alpine Terrace Uddingston I would very much like to find his grave , are you able to give me guidance as to where he would be buried as he was not repatriated to Ireland Thank You Brenda Tyler
My dad was John Murphy from Alpine. His sisters were Ellen and Sarah Murphy who married Willie Young but who died young and she then married Dan Mclellan. He also had a brother, William. My dad worked at Hockhead (?) colliery but moved to Hucknall, Nottingham when he was in his early 30s and met my mother at Holy Cross Church. Well, actually he met my (Irish) grandma who thought he was Irish and, as he was living in a hostel at the time, she invited him home for tea. He settled here where he worked in Bestwood pit until it closed and Bill moved to Alfreton.
My sister, Mary, and I used to love to listen to all the stories of Alpine. We’d be in stitches laughing at some of the antics. We would come up during the pit holidays for two weeks and couldn’t wait to get there. First stop was Bridgett’s shop where us ‘English’ kids had been taught the classic ‘Haw, gonna geez a loaf, Bridgett?” I can smell the shop now with the ultimate Scotch Rolls and every time I see Palm Toffee ‘tablet’ I think of it. We had fantastic times as kids playing on the swing park, American swing, Bobby’s helmet, big and wee slides and damming up the burn oer the bing. Cowboys and Indians with hatchets made from a stick and a flattened tin can.
Some of my dad’s friends were (sorry about spellings) Joe Donnelly who married Ella. Andy Verbiscus, Tommy Halpin stacks more but can’t remember. Used to love the ‘scramble’ for pennies at any wedding that was going off.
We’d also have a few days up at my Aunty Helen and Harry McGraw’s on Douglas Street where I’ve sat and had banana sandwiches with wee Jinky.
I could go on forever but I know my sister and I had better holidays than all our mates who went to the seaside down here.
My dad’s family lived at No. 8 and he always told us that the Alpine Villa Football team all used to get changed in their room and that Matt Busby was one of them.
Just one thing is that it was Dennis Murphy who was killed in his motorbike aged about 17 I think and John Young died with a brain haemorrhage, aged 27. Both tragic! I used to hitch-hike up there two or three times a year, when I was young, for all the Old Firm games and then still used to visit family annually but haven’t been up for about five years now. It seems to be just funerals lately. We used to stay with my Aunty Cissie (dad’s sister) and Uncle Dan and had great times there as I’ve said. Used to love it in the Hole in the Wall beds at night (three at the bottom and two at the top) listening to all the stories. Can remember Patrick very well. Last saw him just before he joined the Air Force a d then, as you say, off to Oz. Spent many a happy hour at parties with Dan, Kathleen and Archie at Hogmanay. Must get back up this year. A box to tick.
Not much time today as I’m head chef. Was talking to Shug Herbertson and my cousin Anne yesterday. They were in No. 11. The Dunn’s were up one from Dan. Also thought about Joe Bud (think his name was Budolowski, but not sure) who was a big pal of my dad. They all used to be out on the swing park playing cricket (hard to believe for Scots) in the summer. All the women in the washouses in the middle of Alpine. They used to say no one had secrets when you have wash houses. I still see my surviving cousins up there, Bill and Joe Young, Cissie’s lads. Joe could tell you every family who lived in Alpine. He’s got a brilliant memory for it.
John.jill.murphy@gmail.com
I'm really interested in finding out some information about my great great grandparents and just wondering if anyone here can help.
My great great grandfather was James Carroll and he died in 1923 at 6 Alpine Terrace Uddingston. According to his death certificate he had Ataxic paraplegia for 1 year and died from hypostatic pneumonia. He was 58 so born around 1865. I wonder if he had a mining accident?
His wife was Margaret Carroll (nee. Flannigan) and died in June 1922 from a stroke but had hermiplegia for 3 and a half months. She was 65.
They were both ill and paralysed in some way. Yet they both died in their home and not in a hospital. I can't help wonder why they were not in a hospital.
They had a son James who died on 13 March 1923 aged 37 years old! Of a disease called Splenic Anaemia which he apparently had for 1 month 14 days. He died in the Royal Infirmary Glasgow and was married to Mary Connelly.
I think we possibly may be very distantly related. My dear mum, is Fiona Maclellan. Her parents were Archie and Cathy Maclellan. I've been searching online for photos and stories of Alpine and came across this thread.
I came across this content while looking for images of Alpine Terrace Uddingston.
My nan Minnie Rooney is down on her marriage cert as living there in 1920 . She had come from Mayo Bridge CoDown I assume to work. She met my Grandad Tom McLoughlin and was married In St Alphonsus church in 1920. Woul anybody on here have any recollection or knowledge of her or even if there were any other Rooneys or McAllindons in Alpine Terrace at that time.
Thank you
Karen McAllister