Doctor FinnBarr Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Alpine juice, massive bottles for 11p I think, not the best but it was cheap. Dragging our bikes up the bings at the just shut Riddochill pit (Blackburn) then riding them down again, we soon progressed to doing it on all manner of small motorbikes. Actually being able to walk down the railway tunnel of the Latch pit many years after it closed and being able to climb the emergency winding tower, the fact they'd removed half the ladder didn't deter us. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
luckyBatistuta Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Bel and Sebastian Whirleybirds Daktari Champion, The Wonder Horse Casey Jones White Horses Robinson Crusoe (that bit where he realises the footprint is his own....) The Flashing Blade The Banana Splits ("Siiiize of an elephant!") Scones and pancakes at your aunties watching Glenn Michael's Cavalcade Loved Champion the Wonderhorse, also had a massive picture on my wall of Hannibal Heyes (Pete Duel) on my wall from Alias Smith and Jones?upset, when I found out he had committed suicide. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Randle P McMurphy Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Going to the Saturday morning matinees at the Embassy picture house on Boswell Parkway. It was demolished years ago. Playing on a beautiful sandy beach at Royston, near the gasworks. That has disappeared too. Sitting in the freezing, smelly Anderson air raid shelter in the back green of our flat on Royston Mains Avenue, waiting for the 'All Clear' to sound so that we could go back to bed. Standing in a queue in front of a shop on Crewe Road North, hoping to buy sweeties that had just come off rationing. They sold out before I got any. Meeting my dad for the first time, as he got off a train at Waverly station, coming home from the war. I might be an auld fart in my own right. Despite that and living in this area for most of my life, your memories are alien to me! Maybe we need an ancient fart thread for maple leaf! Sorry mate. That's a real poignant story about meeting your dad. Hard times but happy times in the main. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tazio Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Royston Mains? A terrible rough place. At least Ian Crawford had the good sense to live in Wardieburn when he scored the winning goal against Celtic in the 1956 cup final. My mum talks about seeing him get out a taxi after getting home that night. The taxi was his special treat to himself, changed days for footballers. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuart Lyon Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 A wee video that might be of interest to the Royston boys! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sharpie Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Royston Mains? A terrible rough place. At least Ian Crawford had the good sense to live in Wardieburn when he scored the winning goal against Celtic in the 1956 cup final. My mum talks about seeing him get out a taxi after getting home that night. The taxi was his special treat to himself, changed days for footballers. I knew Ian quite well, he was raised in the Gifford Park/ Buccleugh Street area as a kid, he might have been married by 1956 and living in the Wardieburn area, he had a really good looking girl friend the last I had anything to do with him, and that was 1952. Saw him sometimes as a Hearts player, but we had reached a stage of just exchanging nods. As a teenager he was apprenticing as a plumber, and his tradesman was a wee fat guy who played in the brass band at Tynie. As the saying goes, it wisnae yesterday. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sharpie Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 At fifteen I started an apprenticeship in the Viewforth Garage Viewforth Terrace. It wasn't really an apprenticeship, the boss had no intention of protecting me from National Service, and I had no intention of not going to the army, so I spent 2and a 1/2 years as young cheap labour, but was glad of it because I had a few muscles which served me well in the army. One of the other apprentices actually ended up owning the garage, and the other George Tidy finished his apprenticeship, and his N/S and later played goal for Dunfermline. At that time most of my age group did serve apprenticeship, Bill Duff worked with his Dad their shop was in Bruntisfield, we used to meet quite often going to jobs. Ian Crawfords mates were in a variety of trades, my two bestest mates were one a joiner the other an electrician. When I came out of the army and joined the police they said I was crazy working shifts etc. We again didn't have much to do with each other after that. I often wondrr if they retired at age fifty six. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
crunchy frog Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Getting barred from Gio the ice cream man in Clerie for calling him a microphone heid (he had an afro) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Real Maroonblood Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 What a great thread with some poignant stories. I stayed in the southside and spent a lot of time in the park and sometimes being chased by the parkies. As well as onion johnies there was an ice cream man who came round in a pedal bike. I remember we had an outside loo. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
iantjambo Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Mind my Mum having all her pals round for a "Tupperware Party". We were banished to our bedrooms playing Kerplunk whilst they got maracas on Babycham listening to Top of The Pops Albums. Pity Esther Rantzen hadn't invented Childline yet. On occasions my mum would host a 'Pippa Dee' party, which I thought was awesome as there was always a big table of buffet food in the kitchen and us kids were allowed to help ourselves on the promise that we "bugger off and play in your room" while they all got wasted. My dad was banished to the pub (not that he put up much of a debate about it). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Салатные палочки Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 My mum used to have clothes parties. A big rack of clothes would be delivered on a truck from god knows where, proably a catalogue. There would be loads of women there drinking, dancing and no doubt talking about their mens shortcomings. I dont remember much clothes being sold but we would be in our room playing fuzzy felts or whatever. My old man would be at work or as above, out getting pissed. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jambo-Jimbo Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 What a great thread with some poignant stories. I stayed in the southside and spent a lot of time in the park and sometimes being chased by the parkies. As well as onion johnies there was an ice cream man who came round in a pedal bike. I remember we had an outside loo. Outside Loo in the winter, now that used to be fun. Cut up newspaper for bog paper. Some super stories and reading them has brought back many memories from my childhood. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Real Maroonblood Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Outside Loo in the winter, now that used to be fun. Cut up newspaper for bog paper. Some super stories and reading them has brought back many memories from my childhood. There are a few newspapers I would like to use today. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Currahee! Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 I remember getting a bath in the kitchen sink at my granny's..... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Deevers Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Bel and Sebastian Whirleybirds Daktari Champion, The Wonder Horse Casey Jones White Horses Robinson Crusoe (that bit where he realises the footprint is his own....) The Flashing Blade The Banana Splits ("Siiiize of an elephant!") Scones and pancakes at your aunties watching Glenn Michael's Cavalcade Boots and Saddles The Lone Ranger Rawhide Wagon Train The Buccaneers Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
highlandjambo3 Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 blagging dinner trays from the school kitchen to slide on in the winter Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
highlandjambo3 Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Oh man, the ice cream floats were ace. Had to be american cream soda. Loved the way it foamed up before tucking in. Do folk still ask for a 'Black Man' from the ice cream van!?! Did they not change the name to a slider?? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Talk-o-the-North Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 blagging dinner trays from the school kitchen to slide on in the winter A Tennents tray also did the job. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
iantjambo Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 I remember getting a bath in the kitchen sink at my granny's..... Me too Was it only grannies that did this? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Findlay Posted March 5, 2016 Author Share Posted March 5, 2016 Did they not change the name to a slider?? Slider is just ice cream between to non chocolate wafers. Blackman is ice cream between wafers with chocolate round the edges. To the youngsters looking in. We auld farts have our own language too :-) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Real Maroonblood Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Did they not change the name to a slider?? In Glasgow they are posher and call it a nougat wafer. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Findlay Posted March 5, 2016 Author Share Posted March 5, 2016 In Glasgow they are posher and call it a nougat wafer. A lot of my relatives on my dad's side are from through the west and a blackman through there was called a Pakistani. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Currahee! Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Me too Was it only grannies that did this? I think so. Never seemed to happen anywhere else. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Real Maroonblood Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 A lot of my relatives on my dad's side are from through the west and a blackman through there was called a Pakistani. A few Glaswegians that I know said it was a nougat wafer. Maybe it depends on what part of Glasgow you come from. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuart Lyon Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 What about a 'Basher" Wafer with ice cream and a snowball then another wafer! Also Oysters. Half the oyster was covered in chocolate and coconut the other half being wafer. Half the inside was full of mallow like the inside of a snowball and the space that was left took a scoop of ice cream. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Findlay Posted March 5, 2016 Author Share Posted March 5, 2016 A few Glaswegians that I know said it was a nougat wafer. Maybe it depends on what part of Glasgow you come from. Aye true. Nougat must have been Bearsden the posh bit:-) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Real Maroonblood Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Aye true. Nougat must have been Bearsden the posh bit:-) Ha! Ha! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Stuart Lyon Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 You can still get Oyster wafers in Sainsbury's Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Findlay Posted March 5, 2016 Author Share Posted March 5, 2016 Port open air pool. The s3nse of achievement if you managed to get to and on the raft. Water was always freezing but, I swear the water at the open air pool at North Berwick was colder. The ironic thing is North Berwick advertised it as heated!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maple Leaf Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 A wee video that might be of interest to the Royston boys! Great video. A lot more cars in the video than in my day; speed bumps too. And I noticed that Royston school was still there. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Findlay Posted March 5, 2016 Author Share Posted March 5, 2016 Great video. A lot more cars in the video than in my day; speed bumps too. And I noticed that Royston school was still there. That video is at least 5yrs old. Craigroyston school is at the bottom of Pennywell Road now not the top. That's all houses now Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Brian Whittaker's Tache Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Getting your hair dried in front of the 3 bar electric fire on a Sunday night.Getting annoyed as you had to change sides and you couldnae see the telly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Findlay Posted March 5, 2016 Author Share Posted March 5, 2016 Dad used to go through my hair with a bone comb after dipping g it in vinegar searching for head lice or more commonly referred to as beasties and nits Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Maple Leaf Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 I might be an auld fart in my own right. Despite that and living in this area for most of my life, your memories are alien to me! Maybe we need an ancient fart thread for maple leaf! Sorry mate. That's a real poignant story about meeting your dad. Hard times but happy times in the main. Can't argue with that, but I'm a youngster compared to Bob! You're right about Edinburgh (and everywhere else) being a hard place to live during the war. But everyone was in the same boat, so nobody felt deprived. Everything, and I mean everything, was rationed, and some things were just not available. Older people used to talk about ice cream and sweeties and bananas, but young kids like me had never seen them. I remember the first time I saw an apple, other than in a picture. I got it for Christmas. I couldn't believe my eyes. My mum told me it came from Canada. It was wonderful. We kids had it lucky compared to the grown-ups. My dad went into the army in 1940, and didn't get home again until the war ended in 1945, but at least he survived, unlike a couple of the other men on our street. My mother, an ordinary housewife, had to get a job, and worked in Bruce Peebles in Pilton, as a welder making Bofors anti-aircraft guns. And had to raise a family at the same time. The mothers of that era were incredible for what they did under very difficult conditions. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
highlandjambo3 Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 In Glasgow they are posher and call it a nougat wafer. yes but......weegies also call all bottles of juice (and cans) ginger................for some strange reason so.............walk into a weegie shop and ask for a bottle of ginger.....the shop keeper will say "aye...........what type"? at which point you can reply "cola".................this is all part of the norm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
The Real Maroonblood Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 yes but......weegies also call all bottles of juice (and cans) ginger................for some strange reason so.............walk into a weegie shop and ask for a bottle of ginger.....the shop keeper will say "aye...........what type"? at which point you can reply "cola".................this is all part of the norm That is a strange one. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
maggieb Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 A wee video that might be of interest to the Royston boys! ah robbin cars eh? did ye get caught? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sharpie Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 I think I just had an epiphany. I always wondered why Globe lemonades were in a ball shaped bottle, it just dawned on me reading this thread it was because they were shaped like a globe. After all these years I can go to meet my maker with one of my lifes mysteries solved. Halleluja Kickback. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Carl Fredrickson Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 White dog poo Used to see it loads when I was growing up in the 70s (I used to think it came from dalmations and other white dogs....) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
iantjambo Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Recording the top 40 on a Sunday onto a cassette tape only for the DJ to ruin your favourite song by talking halfway through it Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
J.T.F.Robertson Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 I remember getting a bath in the kitchen sink at my granny's..... Tin bath in front of the fire, sometimes followed by the dug. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
John Findlay Posted March 5, 2016 Author Share Posted March 5, 2016 Tin bath in front of the fire, sometimes followed by the dug. You threw the dug into the fire?? :-) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
WorldChampions1902 Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 I loved visiting my Gran at Bingham at the weekend because she would always treat us to a fish supper from the mobile fish & chip shops that came round the estate. These were clapped out, ancient, single decker buses that had been converted with all the deep fat fryers and hot plates etc. Can you imagine that today? An old bus travelling round housing estates with huge deep fat fryers filled with boiling hot fat? A Health & Safety nightmare. The fish suppers were braw. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
aussieh Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 The walls ice cream van, and alpine ginger. Chewing gum sticking to your trainers in the summer, when the place was roasting.(Writing mentions in the pavement). Knowing everyone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Talk-o-the-North Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 The walls ice cream van, and alpine ginger. Chewing gum sticking to your trainers in the summer, when the place was roasting.(Writing mentions in the pavement). Knowing everyone. Also when it was roasting the tarmac would be bubble on the road in our street - hours of fun poppin it as a kid. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Sharpie Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 I loved visiting my Gran at Bingham at the weekend because she would always treat us to a fish supper from the mobile fish & chip shops that came round the estate. These were clapped out, ancient, single decker buses that had been converted with all the deep fat fryers and hot plates etc. Can you imagine that today? An old bus travelling round housing estates with huge deep fat fryers filled with boiling hot fat? A Health & Safety nightmare. The fish suppers were braw. I remember those often bought my pie supper for my piece break in the police box at Wauchope Avenue, there was also an Italian guy had a few ice cream vans with a big loudspeaker on the roof. We got dozens of compaints about the noise charged him a couple of times thrown out of Court because we couldn't prove it was a a radio. But the Polis are no daft, we started calling our radio station at the Blackfords to get an expert as a witness to prove they were radios. He would have been cheaper paying the fines as by the time( it takes a long time to get from the Blackford to Niddrie, especially if you stop for your tea first) our expert witness got there he had lost a lot of customers. Niddrie Polis 1 Ice Cream Man 0 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adam Murray Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 The summer of 76, feckin roasting Fractured skull on the first week of the school holidays back then, hanging upside down on the monkey bars and fell off, no soft rubbery landing then, just concrete! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adam Murray Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Always remember staying at grandparents in gilmerton dykes crescent and getting a blackman from the ice cream van. Always used to check over my shoulder as a chap called Cherry used to stay across the road and he was in fact a black man ( used to work in a kwik fit in edinburgh if I remember rightly). Remember going out ages 12 or 13 on my racer bike for about 8 hours at a time and not giving a crap about cars. It was Sherrie (Sherwan) and his brother Randy, only black family in Gilmerton back in the day, great lads and very good football players. Would see their old man walking up Gillie Dykes Street every day to the bookies Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Adam Murray Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Ten half time, twenty one the winner........who cares that it's pitch black outside! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Jambo-Jimbo Posted March 5, 2016 Share Posted March 5, 2016 Recording the top 40 on a Sunday onto a cassette tape only for the DJ to ruin your favourite song by talking halfway through it And I thought I was the only sado that done that. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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