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I remember in the 1950s a 'rag store' in Wallace Street. It was on the opposite side from the rent office of that time. I don't remember the name of the owner though. There was also a pet shop near the corner with River Street. We called it the 'big' pet shop. That was the one with the black monkey called 'Snowy'. They had a (...Read full memory)
I attended Ayr Academy when it was a primary school but left at the end of P.4 when that department closed. But I returned in 1963 after passing the eleven plus, much to my primary school teacher's surprise. So many memories of school. Wandering around between classes in the first year following the pretty senior girls. We all had a (...Read full memory)
Does anyone remember the rag and bone men that used to come round the scheme looking for old rags etc? I was so desperate to own a red balloon, nothing was to stand in my way, but where would I get enough good quality rags from? Being a wee lassie and not really understanding,that you shouldn't take (...Read full memory)
Happily walking along Ayr beach with an ice cream from the Wellington Cafe, paddling in the sea with my parents! Eating wonderful fish and chips on a windy day. Getting breakfast rolls from one of the many bakers to take back to my aunt's. Going skating at the ice rink with my cousins.
My great great gran used to own pawn shops which my mother said was on the four corners Wallace Street, George Street, Princes Street, maybe King Street. I would love to know if anyone remembers them and what her name was. Also in the early 30's there was a young boy killed and found behind a jump at Ayr racecourse - any memories - the boy came from Lochside.
I remember Bobby Rab and his roan & white Clydesdale horse that pulled the big cart with Bobby Rab sitting on it. They worked for Murray Forrest the coal merchant in Beresford terrace and delivered coal. They could be seen in Burns Statue Square with the horse drinking out of the fountain situated opposite the Ayrshire & (...Read full memory)
I remember when my mother and granny used to work in the chip shop, and I used to break the coal so it would fit the coal fired pans. There was always a big bottle of sweets under the counter which I would help myself to. The special, was fish chips and peas and the americans loved them. I always used to ask 'any gum chum?' Happy days .
On tv at last, school bus, with a clippie, snowed in, couldn't get from Drongan to Cumnock Academy, should have been a good day off, but had to walk through loads of snow from Coalhall to Drongan, no thermals in those days! Old village of Drongan, initially miners row, expanded to one small council estate, then incomers, (...Read full memory)
In the 1960s, I remember watching Dalmilling Primary being built from my Ganny's window, my first day there when I was about eight and meeting all the new pals, school sports that I was useless at, egg and spoon was torture and getting into trouble for holding it down with my thumb, skinned knees from doing the sack (...Read full memory)