Andrew and Russell
Your mention of Musselburgh and Pentcaitland brought back such a rush of memories that I had to go off and add a paragraph or two to my Family History.
Thanks
Catriona
Languge differences between Glasgow & Edinburgh.....
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Russell
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Hi Catriona & Andrew
This thread has made me feel like curling up in a corner and having a good bubble! All my fault because I started it
There was a Barnardo's Home in Pencaitland and we used to get children added to our classes who took ages to settle. I never really understood why but was quite happy when my mother invited them to birthday parties etc. Sometimes their present was better than mine though!!
I now work for a charity -Quarriers -which was originally an orphans home and understand the trauma they must have been going through - all a bit too late I'm afraid!
There was a house in Pencaitland which we called the Ship House It had been built by a retired Master Mariner and had a Bridge and observation deck (a balcony really) you could see the thatched roof but could only see the rest of it in winter when the beech hedge shed its leaves.
Sorry Andrew this should really be shifted to Scottish stories and reminisences.
Back to Language - Which did you build? a 'guider' or a 'bogie'
Pinkiehill in Musselburgh had a fabulous hill to charge down but only if you were high tech and had fitted brakes. In those days few petrol vehicles came into the 'scheme'. Just as well because those who negotiated the bends safely shot right across the junction at the bottom.
Fruit & vegetables came in a horse drawn cart. Even the drysalter had a cart with a great big tank on the back for the paraffin. Health & Safety would have a fit seeing it nowadays.
The only regular petrol van was the 'chippie' driving the 'Lothian Queen'
How times change
Does reminisence therapy cost extra on this site???
Russell
This thread has made me feel like curling up in a corner and having a good bubble! All my fault because I started it
There was a Barnardo's Home in Pencaitland and we used to get children added to our classes who took ages to settle. I never really understood why but was quite happy when my mother invited them to birthday parties etc. Sometimes their present was better than mine though!!
I now work for a charity -Quarriers -which was originally an orphans home and understand the trauma they must have been going through - all a bit too late I'm afraid!
There was a house in Pencaitland which we called the Ship House It had been built by a retired Master Mariner and had a Bridge and observation deck (a balcony really) you could see the thatched roof but could only see the rest of it in winter when the beech hedge shed its leaves.
Sorry Andrew this should really be shifted to Scottish stories and reminisences.
Back to Language - Which did you build? a 'guider' or a 'bogie'
Pinkiehill in Musselburgh had a fabulous hill to charge down but only if you were high tech and had fitted brakes. In those days few petrol vehicles came into the 'scheme'. Just as well because those who negotiated the bends safely shot right across the junction at the bottom.
Fruit & vegetables came in a horse drawn cart. Even the drysalter had a cart with a great big tank on the back for the paraffin. Health & Safety would have a fit seeing it nowadays.The only regular petrol van was the 'chippie' driving the 'Lothian Queen'
How times change
Does reminisence therapy cost extra on this site???
Russell
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CatrionaL
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No Russell it doesn't as long as you are ready to take your turn at listening to our reminiscences.Russell wrote:Hi Catriona & Andrew
This thread has made me feel like curling up in a corner and having a good bubble! All my fault because I started it
How times change
Does reminisence therapy cost extra on this site???
Russell
Dare I mention that one of my strongest memories of Musselburgh was not going downhill on a bogie, but learning to sail a yacht!!!!:oops:
Catriona
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Russell
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Hi Catriona
David's map had me misty eyed!
I'm ready to listen to anyone's reminisences. I used to teach psychiatric nursing so I'm well practised.
I lived in Musselburgh in the 1950's when there were fishing boats working out of the harbour. I learned my sailing on an old Morcambe Bay gunter rigged prawner. My fellow crewman was a lugubrious character called Sandy whose fishing ancestors went back further than the Fisherraw harbour itself! The auld fishwives were still wearing the strippet overskirt hitched up over their petticoats and one old dear still smoked a clay pipe with a broken stem. she broke them deliberately before she smoked them in. Never did find out why?
I recently looked at a copy of 'Musselburgh Revisited' photographic memories of old Musselburgh and was startled to find that the very last photo showed my father playing piano for a ceilidh in the Community Centre. Did you ever go there (Stoneyhill that is)? Its still there going strong. Needless to say I bought the book. My mother was thrilled
Wheels turn full circles and my eldest daughter moved recently to a house a stonesthrow away from the Centre. Deja vu writ large!
Did you know they have demolished the old Hayweights building to replace it with an up market Brunton's Centre. Very sad in some ways but shows Musselburgh is on the up again!
A few years after I left I met an old school mate while supervising a group of disadvantaged kids on the Isle of Cumbrae. We talked for a while in broad Fisherraw then he left for his boat (fishing) One of the children wide eyed, asked 'whit language wur ye speakin' sur' Although they were right next to me and had the broadest Gorbals accents, they had not understood one word!!
Shows you that linguistically there are differences between West and East.
Russell
David's map had me misty eyed!
I'm ready to listen to anyone's reminisences. I used to teach psychiatric nursing so I'm well practised.
I lived in Musselburgh in the 1950's when there were fishing boats working out of the harbour. I learned my sailing on an old Morcambe Bay gunter rigged prawner. My fellow crewman was a lugubrious character called Sandy whose fishing ancestors went back further than the Fisherraw harbour itself! The auld fishwives were still wearing the strippet overskirt hitched up over their petticoats and one old dear still smoked a clay pipe with a broken stem. she broke them deliberately before she smoked them in. Never did find out why?
I recently looked at a copy of 'Musselburgh Revisited' photographic memories of old Musselburgh and was startled to find that the very last photo showed my father playing piano for a ceilidh in the Community Centre. Did you ever go there (Stoneyhill that is)? Its still there going strong. Needless to say I bought the book. My mother was thrilled
Wheels turn full circles and my eldest daughter moved recently to a house a stonesthrow away from the Centre. Deja vu writ large!
Did you know they have demolished the old Hayweights building to replace it with an up market Brunton's Centre. Very sad in some ways but shows Musselburgh is on the up again!
A few years after I left I met an old school mate while supervising a group of disadvantaged kids on the Isle of Cumbrae. We talked for a while in broad Fisherraw then he left for his boat (fishing) One of the children wide eyed, asked 'whit language wur ye speakin' sur' Although they were right next to me and had the broadest Gorbals accents, they had not understood one word!!
Shows you that linguistically there are differences between West and East.
Russell