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The year I spent at Law Junction was, on the whole, a fairly happy one – except that in the winter of 1961 my mum became seriously ill and was admitted to Law Hospital. Sadly, she died there in April. Unfortunately, I never received any time off to cope with bereavement – it was business as usual – and entered the booking (...Read full memory)

Whilst travelling to Law Junction for the late shift in the winter of 1960/1 I often sat in the waiting room at Motherwell station where it was warm until my train arrived. Several teenage girls, daughters of local businessmen and VIPs from around the Lanark and Law area so I was later told, would also sit in the waiting room (...Read full memory)

To reach Law Junction from my home to begin the morning shift I always caught the 5.17am fish train and smelled like a herring for the rest of the day. One winter's morning the driver took pity on me and invited me to travel on the footplate, an offer I couldn’t refuse, even though it was against the regulations. Soon the (...Read full memory)

One of the winter duties of a junior porter at Law Junction was to make sure the bothy coalscuttle was kept full, which occasionally meant keeping a lookout for a train waiting in the station and asking the driver if he would refill the scuttle from his tender. One morning, coalscuttle in hand, I approached one particular (...Read full memory)

Another chap I clearly remember in the year I worked at Law Junction was Roy Hamilton who lived in a cottage overlooking the station. Like the old gentleman who was frequently drunk, Roy was also disabled and walked with the aid of two sticks. However, that’s where the similarity ended because Roy was a sober railway (...Read full memory)

One day at Law Junction the stationmaster was conducting his daily inspection when he called me over and pointed to something white on the track. “Get rid of that woman’s thing”, he barked. I was only 15 years old and had no idea what a ‘woman’s thing’ was. Nonetheless I promptly leapt off the platform on to the railway line, (...Read full memory)

On another posting of life at Law Junction I mentioned the passenger who was always drunk on Friday evenings. This elderly gentleman also suffered a severe limp and walked with the aid of a stick. On one occasion, after “Old Andrew” and I had assisted him off the train at Law, the old chap staggered precariously towards the (...Read full memory)

Two station foremen were employed at Law Junction in 1961: a fellow called Guy, and “Old Andrew” who was in charge of me. Unfortunately both their surnames are lost to my memory, and yet, like the alphabet, I still remember the sequence of stations that “Old Andrew” often called out as he went along the platform closing carriage (...Read full memory)

Law Junction in 1961 was a regular stopping off point for engine crew who would spend a relaxing hour or so drinking tea in the station bothy before swapping trains. I remember one engine driver who was highly skilled at close-up magic and would perform all sorts of amazing card and coin tricks to entertain the (...Read full memory)

My first job when I left school in 1960 was junior porter at Law Junction, which sadly closed in 1965. I remember that one of the station foremen, known as "Old Andrew", kept bees on an embankment at the rear of the station, an illustration as to how uneventful Law Junction was in those days. However, a regular duty every (...Read full memory)