Nostalgic memories of Strone's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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I think it was Easter weekend 1963, a friend, Peter Smart and I hitchhiked from Newcastle upon Tyne to Dunnoon. We were amateur 'Ban the Bombers'. We booked in to the Strone youth hostel - we had spent the previous night in Kendoon youth hostel, near Dalry, sadly now closed. There was a great atmosphere about the whole area - the next day was a real party day at the lochside - lots of guitarists/ ...see more
I have fond memories of Strone. My mother was the warden at the SYHA hostel at Strone which was Dunselma on the hill. Strone Primary was my first school. I remember the US floating docks and the protesters who stayed at the hostel. They used to protest on the pier at Sandbank and rowed out to the submarines when they came into the dock. I also remember Strone House. When we went to Glasgow we had to walk down the hill to get the ferry at Blairgowrie as the Strone pier had closed.
There may be someone who remembers from Strone School, we had some good times in the Second World War, we did not how bad things were in Europe. It was the time we had the RN and the subs in the Holy Loch and the Wrens, they spoiled us with some types of food we could not get in the war. Some of us boys loved when the NAAFI boat came in and we wanted the blood oranges. Sometimes we would go ...see more