June 2010

Post by **TheGorbalsAdmin** » Wed Nov 21, 2012 9:49 pm

Hi Martiebhoy (joke) I was at an old firm game and our end of Paradise was full so I had to go to the Bears end. There I was standing beside the ugliest people in the world – unshaven and minging ! Clothes filthy, red white and blue! When Celtic scored, I was just desperate to jump up and down! ("Tenquid keep calm!”) -- Looking at me the smelliest one said "I'm Scunnered! YOU! Go get me a Bofril” aye and leaves one of your shoes here!" Back I came with the Bofrill, I mean Bovril. Putting my shoe on it was all hot and squelchy he had **** in it. To make matters worse, Celtic scored a second. I was clenching my teeth trying not to scream and laugh when Scunnered said to Auld Biddy while picking her nose, "hen do you want a Bofrill!" Aye, I'll have the same!" SHE said--HUH! -- It was a mammy bear and she hadn't shaved either! "YOU there, same again and leave the other shoe!" back with the Bovril and mammy bear drank the lot eating the plastic cup as well and I got on my other shoe that she had done a dump in! Celtic scores a third goal so while they were greeting in each other's faces I took off squelching all the way outside, I was really angry when I got out side! the BBC cameras where at the Rangers end to try and get the reaction of the Bears just as I put on my green and white scarf I had hidden in my pocket "excuse me sir but how did you get on in the Rangers end?" So very short and sweet I replied "Well the old firm will never get on so long as they keep sh**ing in our shoes and we keep pi**ing in their Bovril! Ha ha ha - no I am not "SID" but, our paths may have crossed! They have now! So here's to happy friendship! "Tenquid
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 01/07/10 Email: Not Supplied

I wrote to the anecdotes forum about three weeks ago regarding my friend Father Peter and recently have been enjoying the comments sent in by others. I am glad to report that Father Peter has received no more threats. I hope that the persons who did it now feel ashamed of themselves. I have read a number of pages in the last couple of weeks and basically, except for a few senseless people, it really is an enjoyable forum. I hope to take time to find out who is trying to harm Father Peter - I am certain I will because I am close to a lot of old Gorbals punters and mates from the old days. We generally meet up now and again for a few pints so I will find out. "No Tellin U" - your secret is safe as I do remember that night and many others - hope if there is anyone else including yourself who would like to meet up for a pint I would be happy to meet as long as you can still belt out Rawhide!! Take care my friend, your mate Addy. Also to Graham S. A thank you to the webbie master for allowing my comments - your doing a great job.
Submitted by: John Addison Glasgow, Scotland 30/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

An old music-hall entertainer friend of mine, Billy Meek just passes away. He wore a kilt and played the ukulele. I asked him once what was worn under his kilt? He replied, "There's nothing worn under my kilt Mick. Everything is in good working order."
Submitted by: Mick Gallagher Glasgow, Scotland 30/06/10 Email: dumpingram@hotmail.com

"JEST FOR ONE OF YOU! (FATHER DEVLIN - BIG TAM in jest) To be taken with spirit [SCOTCH]. Father Devlin and Big Tam both they write the same Siamese twins ache naw the cumbies no to blame O Father the Fear it's scrolled upon your face That brazen heed Cumby are an awful disgrace, Tam to your superior G you must hope and pray! They never see you both whence their feeling gay! The devilish leader with his hand on chib, Remembers the end of the pen is his nib! Writes letters that make you angry and bored! Better he thinks of women he's scored! O fathers your leader it takes but one stroke! He'll manage them to the bad fire with one poke! Letters you post I would like to think it iz, Both in one spirit you are taking the piz! The Cumby they have long since vanished Among the world's ashes they've been banished Stirling I'm sure they would never have fought! Florence Street aye some may begot Father has no fear from Catholic boys today Big tam hides in the lodge where he can stay BIG TAM looks in the mirror "what's that I see?" Why it's FATHER DEVLIN looking back at me! Rabbie Burns "don't believe it!" Tenquid"
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 30/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"Scunnered" - some interesting quotations you made there about Tenquid, especially about Auld Malky who I knew as a young boy. He was a gentleman, however, I do not blame Tenquid. Yeah he made a mistake about his attack on Malky, no doubt about that, but you are nasty and go over the top. It's time you learned to behave yourself and keep your nasty thoughts to yourself. We don't want to read them. I can say confidently Tenquid has done nothing wrong to you. You don't know him - you just get your kicks out of being nasty. Who's next? This site is good humoured. Let's keep it that way. Billy
Submitted by: Billy Malcom Glasgow, Scotland 30/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Does anyone remember Lizzie Scott who used to stand at the front of the close at 358 Lawmoor Street. She used to go to all the weddings for the money they used to throw out the car windows. She was a little bit simple as they used to say back home and she lived with her mother on the third floor. We kids used to hang around her as she always had money to spend on candy and she used to share with us.
Submitted by: Catherine Davidson California, USA 29/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. John Miller - no you are not the same John Miller I knew but I thank you for getting back to me on it. I do hope you keep good health. It is always nice to remember the old times. I enjoy looking at what everyone has to say. Well, thank you once again.
Submitted by: Marie Kelly Glasgow, Scotland 29/06/10 Email: may51@hotmail.co.uk

Regarding my dad, John Kinnaird - he painted many Celtic players portraits such as Stevie Chalmers scoring the winning goal at the European Cup finalin 1967. Don't recall any of them on display at Celtic Park. They all went on show in their respective pubs or shops. Can I ask how you knew my dad?
Submitted by: Sadie Hughes Glasgow, Scotland 29/06/10 Email: elizabethskea@hotmail.co.uk

Does anyone remember crisps with the wee packet of salt in them? What were they called? I tried making the tablet from info. on here but got it all wrong. Can anyone help me? I put one pint of water on the gas boiled it then added 2lb sugar boiled again stirring it, then added butter full pack cut it in strips boiled it then added the condensed milk but it did not thicken. Any clues what I have done wrong?
Submitted by: Charlie McMurray  Glasgow, Scotland 29/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Sticks and stones may break my bones but names will never hurt me. Yipes, how many names does one person need? Gathering together the whole dialogue at ze moment we have one really funny geezer, Ritchie, Scunnered, Wee Giant Man, Mahoney,Johnny B. and so on. Give us all a laugh and reveal yourself or scudder off mate. Amazing, as I read these people were never heard of a couple of month ago yet he/she want to take over this site. Listen man or woman - you need help. Somebody must have stolen yer toys when you were a wane. If that's what you need I got some crackin' toys in the loft - just geeze yer address an I will pop them over to you nae sweat pal. I even got a Barbie Doll fur you to play with.
Submitted by: Harry Young Glasgow, Scotland 29/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

I was back in the Rosie a couple of weeks ago and was really surprised that the walls and gravestones that I had dreepied and climbed were no more than six feet high. In my memory, they were deadly hights. I was a lot smaller then. I see that they have turned a part of it into a "peoples orchard." Does anyone remember when the pavilion was removed?
Submitted by: Mark Greenock, Scotland 29/06/10 Email: Speak2Marky@googlemail.com

F.A.O. Doris - Thanks and fair doos to you, we are all sorted now. No creme puffs Doris take care, Big Tam.
Submitted by: Tam Craig Glasgow, Scotland 29/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hi Betty, Anne was my second cousin and my best friend at primary schoo. We were the same age (now 71). After the qually exam, I went to Strathbungo and Anne went to Adelphi and we kind of drifted apart and I left Salisbury street when I was 15. My mother and Anne's mother were cousins - my mother's name was Cathie Cunningham. I remember Anne was the youngest and the next up was Gina who used to help us with homework and there was another daughter that lived in their close and had a little boy I think called Georgie. I might be wrong about the name. Anne, if I remember, lived one up. Anne's mum I think was a French polisher by trade and she used to take Anne and me to the pictures. Anne was very fair haired and I was very dark. We played the ugly sisters in the pantomime in the brownies. My mum died in 1971 and I have no idea what happened to Anne or her family. Sorry I can't be of more help. Cathie x
Submitted by: Cathie Blackpool, England 29/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"hey big tam, sorry that you took it the wrong way , i said i found it hard to believe not that it did not happen??????????so dont be taken the cream puff at me thought that you were a better man than that....and i have been back n forth so many times to glasgow in fact my passport is stamped 7 times in the one year that being 1980 believe it or not......i knew a couple from hamilton jimmy n jean mc cormick they ended up palm springs i knew them from kearny nj. i think his pal owned a pub in hamilton....so no offence just my opinion......and martiboy dont you be giving me n ackie oor winching spots oors wis doon the close that hid a wee curve ti it it wis the bookies close oan rutherglen rd and you didnae get cut in two wi the wind going through it...ma da he used ti shout when we would be winching in two snowdon st, ackie get oan yir bike ,hod oan a minute hiv yi goat ony fags ,aye mr austin ,well slip a few in the kitchen windae and still git oan yir bike if he hid a drink it wis ya orange bas====ackie he wid be laughing his napper aff n. me ah wis affronted wi a big riddy......rita talk aboot winching remember yir feet wid be numb and as soon as ah got in the hoose right intae the oven to heat them up, hope yi put sum money in the meter that fae ma da ......soooo if i hurt anywans feelings well sorrrrrreeeee, is this page not for opinions and memories good bag n fugly and looking up auld pals ect etc ect loved when yul bryner said that in one of his movies.......oh and if people dont want to put in their real names who really cares so again sorrrreeeeee but let us just all enjoy each other dont know about every one else but ma clock is ticking and for how long at this age so lets all lighten up remember we are the people ....oh and big tam frank he is dead and if you mean john mc cue he is still around so dance sing and laugh best to all dam"
Submitted by: Doris McIntyre California, USA 28/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Does any one remember me? I lived in Glasgow and went to St.Francis Jnr and then St.Bonaventures Secondary School.
Submitted by: Penny Macphiee Thornton, England 28/06/10 Email: penelopesweeney@hotmail.co.uk

Does anyone remember Alexander (Sanny) Robertson Mills 1901-78, born 47 Hospital Street. Father was John Mills, an umbrella maker - came from a family of 9 - his sister was Elizabeth who was my grandmother (1893 -1965) Any info. or photos welcome.
Submitted by: Anita Sherlock  Oswestry, England 27/06/10 Email: annie@madforjazz.f9.co.uk

Does anyone remember my boyhood pal Mick (Micky) Rushford?. He was murdered last year in Sydney. Seems his life became a bit of a tangled web. He was known as Michael McGurk when he was killed.
Submitted by: William Sykes Vung Tau, Vietnam 27/06/10 Email: wgs123@hotmail.com

Wow up---! Big Giant Wee Man - there's a site suited to you boy, called THE LAST CHANCE SALOON this place is for FRIENDS - GET MY DRIFT.
Submitted by: Helen Walker  Basingstoke, England 25/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Ah Tenquid, forgot to ask you if you knew John McEwan, another Celtic man. We used to go to the Shebeens together - that's maybe where I met you. That was a funny story about the hudgie he he he. I used to do that. I met my girlfriend in those days through that. She fell off the milky float and I caught her. Me and Doris used to winch up the closes. Must have been hard going to see Celtic as a proddy. Did anyone find out he he he see you matey Martiebhoy.
Submitted by: Martiebhoy Scotland 25/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. M. Kelly - I was born in 1950 in the Gorbals and moved out in the 80s. John.
Submitted by: John Miller Inverness, Scotland 25/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Whoever you are Big Giant Wee Man man whatever, clear off!! You have written four letters and all are abusive. If you say none of us come from the Gorbals, how about you? What school did you go to? Who were your mates? What street did u come from? You're off your trolley. Join it - give us all some quiet.
Submitted by: Iain Cleary Glasgow, Scotland 25/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Doris Mc Intyre - when I said my piece recently, I half expected more abuse but from the ones that gave it to me, but you were the only one who did this. When me and Frank first met, where you there? According to your notes you are 12 years my senior, so when I was 19 you were 31. Seems strange you can comment on this at all. You might have known of Frank but I am positive you did not follow him around! I am not proud or boasting about me and Frank, it was just a one off incident, so why say that I am lying? It is not the case, there were a few witnesses that night outside the chip shop and I am sure on here to! So please maam stop writing on here as if you own the place, because you interfere with most comments negatively. The only person your in love with is Tenquid, fair play if you know each other, but as I said, you had no right to accuse me of lying. I don't know where Frank is but wish he was here to let you know, I had a pub in Hamilton where he used to pop in - he was a gentleman. Last I heard years ago he went to Kings Cross. Spot Hendry was a well known guy in those days. He was the one who told me to bolt, but where were you living in those days? Not in the Gorbals otherwise you would have heard but it was over and done with and it's true, my story was just answering the knockers about my nickname as BIG, not about slashing, chibing, or gang talk hope that penetrates. Leave folk alone and keep your nose out of other peoples notes they don't or should not affect someone supposedly living all the way in the U.S.A. You left the Gorbals a long time ago for pastures greener, I am still living in the city of my birth and very well known in this town for all the right reasons. Big Tam Craig.
Submitted by: Tam Craig Glasgow, Scotland 25/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"Tenquid - noo yer blamin me fur pitting cement in yer caur? ha ha ha last year oan here on 22/02/09 yi blamed auld malky for that (RIP auld malky) matter a fact yi also claimed then tae huv caught him red haunded and gied him wan o yer famous beatins right at his ain hoose. so noo we aw gie up, wis it auld malky or wis it me? make up yer mind man or ur ye sayin this is auld malky's ghost writin this? (sorry auld malky again RIP) an your callin me pathetic an stupid? aye right! yer memorys ferr lackin cos yer no much cop at rememberin stuff ye've already claimed oan here. an yer daft hard talk disnae scerr me, just scunners me yer days o intimidating folk and using yer razor are ower so get real jist for wance in yer life. nae bliddy wonder auld malky wis callin yi oot fur tellin lies and aye changin yer stories yer still daein it. an yi say yer gled yi damaged me? yet say ahm full of anger an crap ur yi kiddin me? yi huvnae damaged me, so yer delusional as well but yi kin always dream ah suppose. jist that wan statement fae yi shows whit yer true character is as dis yer use o the word retarded. Thoat you bein so intelligent wid've known that word is jist no politically correct these days. an guess whit? heres a news bulletin fur ye, yer only a legend in yer ain mind scunnered sorry again tae domnic boyle and auld biddy that ye're gettin blamed fur ma writins guess they're stumped and you two are it - sorry."
Submitted by: Scunnered NOT Australia 25/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Tram routes? Go to Glasgow Transport 1871-1973. Here you'll find the whole shebang: maps of runs, even trolleybuses. Enjoy, Jimmy.
Submitted by: Anonymous Australia 25/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

It's a funny life if it wasn't so sore! Thinking back many years ago when I was only a kid and a member of the Boy Scouts. One of my past times after scout meetings was to catch Hudgies - my favourite one was the L.M.S railway truck that travelled along here there and everywhere the L.M.S truck was slow making it easy for kids of eight or nine to catch and hang onto its low back tray with its 2 inch square steel sides just right for a brave Cub Scout like me to grasp onto. My cub cap, like everything else, was a bit too big, hiding my beady eyes as I ran helter-skelter after the truck. When it came to a very sudden halt at the intersection of Crown Street and Cumberland Street, I also came to a sudden halt. My head crashing into the rear end of the side rail on the three Wheeler giving me a lump the size of a tennis ball and a black-eye to match! Pulling my cap over the lump, I staggered my way passed the trucks cabin determined not to cry. The driver took it upon himself to leap out and give me another lump on the tailbone of my arse. The funny side was for the people watching this little boy rubbing his forehead with his right hand and the fingers of his left hand pressing right up his rectum to console his tailbone. It felt so bad as if the men in the illegal two up schools in the back yards had used me as the pennies HEADS OR TAILS. Life is funny if it wasn't so sore! "You better believe it!" Tenquid
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 24/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hail! Hail! Tenquid - I look forward to your many stories and memories of the old days. Take no notice of the bams who try to noise you up. I think our paths may have crossed in days gone by as we seemed to have frequented the same places. A guy I knew called Sid was nicknamed Tenquid - is it you? Glad to hear you are also a celtic fan. Keep the stories coming and stay healthy. All the best, Martiebhoy.
Submitted by: Martiebhoy  Glasgow, Scotland 24/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"Sam, no offence but I have had so many people stay with me , and I said enough Macduff....And getting back to infomation, again all you have to do is seek out the clubs ,and there is a Gorbals man who has opened a cafe in L>A called the Gorbals never eaten there but it can not be to bad.....You can bring it up on your comp. And as for speaking , the problem is that you may be talking to fast , so slow down and speak as you read......I dont know if the pub in Redondo beach called Besties is still around so do your home work before you hit the road....And remember to go to Kearny in N.J in fact right next door to the Irish club on Kearny ave is the store next to it were the Sopranos shoot some of their shows ....Sorry but I really do not have any one live as a guest any more wore me out, and I take care of my family , so there is no more room at the inn.....Oh and about big Swandel did he come from plantation area if so then he has passed on , I think he died and was found on the bus.....I know of him through the grapevine and he was a guest in the Big House ....Och T.G my burfday is oan December 26 1938 and ah aways got petrurbrd when ma Maw used to say , aye had you wan minute then ah wis up getting things ready fur Nereday, whit yi didnay take time ti nurse me Maw och dont be daft lassie ah hid things tae day, nae messing aboot in them days, and ma maw she loved ti bake cin still taste her maderia cake as ah hated them rotten black current buns....Oh and again ti SCUNNERED dont tell me ah dont know whit am talking aboot cin buy n sell you on any info oan the Gorbals aroon the fifties .The sixties nah jist whit ah hiv been told from reliable people and na ah dont hiv ti brag aboot who ah know and dont know.....Again we cannie compare oor lifes as fur me ah wisnae there when awe them new flats got put up did see them in ma travels back n forth. It is no the same place but people never change good bad n ugly but ah lot o us dae grow up....Rita am still strutting ma stuff....Still like the gear but no the heels kill ma plates o meat...So wid awe you people stoap yir slaggin and dont try to make shyte oot of the letters and dicect every thing that is printed,so whit if the patter is mingin am urnay trying to win ony prizes jist like to go doon ma memory lane , and laddie if yi wur ti know the hauf o it yi wid keech yir winners n losers......Sorry but me n ten quid urnay the same punter, an now he isnay Jimmy Boyle the Famous artist sculpture and what ever else he has done , so get over it and git oan wi yir ain life .......ha yi cannie shuv yir grannie aff the bus, been around the block too many times...So every one stay healthy n happy and never stop singing n dancing DAM"
Submitted by: Doris McIntyre California, USA 24/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

For Doris - no I am not the Marie Kelly you think I am. x
This is for John Miller - when did you live in the Gorbals? My reason for asking is that I might know you.
Submitted by: Marie Kelly Glasgow, Scotland 24/06/10 Email: may51@hotmail.co.uk

I was wondering if anyone could help me trace an old friend of mine called "Swanney" from Peebles Street? His name was John Swandells. Him and me were mates with Danny Call from Cumberland Street. I also knew Lynn O'Donnell, Jacky Morrison, Dougie Flannagan, John Fraser, John Cunningham, Jim Hall and Ginger Reid. We all lived within yards of each other. Would love to hear from anyone who knew my old pals or where they are now. John Miller.
Submitted by: John Miller Inverness, Scotland 24/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Ah Doris, you say you are 72 years old? God bless you hen. A few lines down Tenquid says he is 72 years old also. My my my - possibly a wee slip up? Anyway you still haven't told me how you manage to communicate with the Americans in your broad slang - I have asked you on four occasions....will I ever get an answer? You see, I go back in two weeks time and I have had problems speaking in my best English twang so how you do it is remarkable hence I need your tips (not sarcasm) please. Can I come and visit you whilst over there? I will bring some scones, square sausages, black pudding etc. I will send you my email next time if this is acceptable. Sam the Coach.
Submitted by: Sam Hallidice Glasgow, Scotland 24/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Why can't people just read and enjoy the forum? Is it necessary to write in and try to ridicule the writers like Tenquid? I for one thoroughly enjoy his little stories as I was around in the same era and can relate to some of them. I only wish I could put my experiences into words the way some do on the forum. Keep it up T.Q - I don't know if I know you personally, but I do wish you good health and keep us informed and entertained with your exploits. They do make interesting reading and to all,"DON'T HATE" - life is too short, so be happy. Andy.
Submitted by: Andy Clarke (aka Smith) Ontario, Canada 24/06/10 Email: andrewclarke1935@hotmail.com

F.A.O. Rose Doyle - I'm glad someone remembered Ruby's Hardware Store below the Queen Elizabeth Square flats. That and Jimmy's Amusements were a main feature of that area of the Gorbals years ago. That's a great story about you getting a lamp from Ruby's for your 18th - that's one to tell the grandkids. My gran used to take me in there every week for a treat. I always ended picking tennis balls so I could play up and down the corrider in my landing at 20 QES as I wasn't aloud out on my own. Memories eh.
Submitted by: Anonymous Glasgow, Scotland 23/06/10 Email: aa8rp@hotmail.co.uk

"Scunnered Mac Dominic you are a pathetic person don't you realize you're talking to a computer and not person-to-person and better educated surely than that crap your writing and now trying to write in Glaswegian language you have lots of hate and crap in you and you have decided I am the one who is going to cop it well ignoramus go for it do your worse I actually enjoy it and gives me food for thought and jogs the brain cells into past memories and here's one for you it may have been you! 1958 Thistle St. I had an Armstrong Sidley 1926 model car aluminium body, leather upholstered, running boards , pre- select gearbox with the chrome flying lady on the radiator I clocked you pouring powdered cement into the radiator and took off after you straight into your house above the potato place and give you? a hiding in your own hallway no razors or weapons used just the bare knuckles you are not retarded because I always fought for retarded people but stupid you surely are! You wouldn't know me from a bar of soap unless you are the person above! I loved that car it was my first car and you damaged it I am glad to say I must've done the same to you! "Believe it or not auld biddy!" Me/him/us / Tenquid"
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 23/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Looking for my mum's cousins' - Jim and Ina Knox. Their mum was Auntie Annie, my mum's name was Agnes Warren (nee Thompson) from the Gorbals.
Submitted by: Anne Niehus Burajja, Australia 23/06/10 Email: anne.niehus@yahoo.com.au

Looking for my mum's cousins' - Jim and Ina Knox. Their mum was Auntie Annie, my mum's name was Agnes Warren (nee Thompson) from the Gorbals.
Submitted by: Anne Niehus Burajja, Australia 23/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"We bid farewell to Morag, and as we walked to the car I said to Fergie, “If you drop me back to HQ, you can return and stay overnight with your mother if you like” but you must pick me up at 6am tomorrow as we are going to have a very busy day”.... Fergie duly dropped me to HQ, whereupon I immediately made arrangements for supplies to be delivered to the park area at “Hutcheson Square” in order that myself and the gun crews could Bivouac there... In the morning when Fergie picked me up I explained that we were setting up camp in the park and that I would be digging in with them. Fergie, God bless him! Didn’t like the idea of me “ruffin it in the park” as he said, and asked would I like to stay at his mother’s home “as she wis gaggin' fur it”. Needless to say, I declined his kind offer on the grounds of impropriety... By the time the supplies had been delivered and camp had been set up it was early evening ... A fine drizzle was in the air as Fergie and I arrived at the Southern Necropolis to rally with Captain Mar-vell and his men, who along with Rab and Jimmy had delivered the ammunition. Captain Mar-vell, standing by his staff car introduced me to his batman, one Pvt. Bruce McSwane, a rather swarthy, worried looking, tall chap with a dark cape around his shoulders.(well it was raining) Seeing the concern on his face, I asked him, “do you have a problem with graveyards Pvt. McSwane”. “no sir”, he replied, “I just don’t like the rain, but a don’t mind the dark nights”. On overhearing the conversation Fergie piped up “sur a wid be worried aboot the Gravy” an” the dork nites aroon here!” “Why is that Fergie” I replied. “Wull it’s a noan fact thit the Gravy’s ful” ae ghaists an” ghoolies”... I replied, “you don’t mean to tell me that a grown man like yourself is afraid of ghosts, are you”...”aye yer bloody rite a um sur, scuse ma French, ma granda” told me aboot “the ghoolies in the gravy”“ win a wis a wee wean”... “ma granda’s hoose wus at the tap end ae Lawmoor Street lookin or the gravy”an a use ti stie wi him some weekends and wid always watch the gravy” for ghoolies”...”and did you ever see anything strange happen, I asked”... “I hiv sur, thir wus wan ghoolie that ma granda” said wid get me if a didnae go to ma bed at 7 a cloak”. It used ti appear ev’ry couple a weeks at the same time, an” wid always be pushin sumfin in front “e it, an” it wid always walk roon an roon aw the graves makin this horrible whirrin noise”...”ma granda said it wis an awld pram it was pushin, so it coud” put aw the murdered weans in it an take thim hame for “es dinner”...”wen a said, “is it no the parkie granda, mowin the grass” he gave mi the back ae “is hon an sent me ti bed”.....”thur wis another strange thing that a seen, wan nite wen the smog hid cum doon, a wis lookin acroase tae the gravy frae ma granda’s windy, an a coud jist make oot this strange lookin shape driftin acroase the grass, and as it came ti the Cally Rd wa’ it seemt ti dreep aff the wa’ and float acroase tae the other side i the road, an as it floated up the pavement towards the Ducksy..... it turnt in ti a side street”.... There was a deafening silence as we all stood there shaking our heads and looking at each other in disbelief at Fergie’s tale...With that Captain Mar-vell and his batman flew off in the direction of Govanhill, followed by their ammunition trucks.....Laters......The Major."
Submitted by: Major Marque Sussex, England 23/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"See that name marie kelly it keeps popping up i remember it and did you not hang out with angie masterson or are you her wee sister...... ha ha the bandit noo he wis a real yin last time ah saw him wis in ma maws hoose in snowdon st and men ma da wir taking some stitches oot his face believe it or not...and as for sammy used to meet up wi him and his son michal in fact he bought the female adventure fae us on the great western rd in the early eighties.....aye noo they ur the real people know them all..and they always treated me right when ah wis in glasgow ...and see you scunnered whits yir problemo ?????????? let us enjoy wirselfs and we hiv nae need ti lie or make up stories the past is done and yi cannie change it...oh and make sure yir halo isnae tilted and yir wings aff balance.....so whit if am a auld yin life wis jist making memories fur us ti talk aboot in oor auld age seems yi must hiv hid a boring life.....t.g gonnie send me oan wan o yir frocks we are at least the same age 72 .....rita am coming efter yi wi oh chickala boom cha la cha la tickle below me wi a banaka walaka walka cant you see chick a la boom its me dam"
Submitted by: Doris McIntyre California, USA 22/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. Joe Toehill - the name's Thom and Tennant don't ring a bell but Francie Regan certainly does. He was slightly disabled and very small but he went to work in a dinner suit plus he could yodel. He was a nice guy. What about Davy Wileman or Wellman - do you remember he made great paper aeroplanes for all the weans. His father had a big handlebar moustache like the Kaiser and was, I believe, German. Our part of Lawmoor Street was full of funny oddball characters - that's what made it such fun . See you, Joe.
Submitted by: Francie Young Glasgow, Scotland 22/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

I went to St. Lukes School in Ballater Street from 1945-1950. Miss Macbretty was the teacher. Has anyone got a school photo of then? I will pay for post. My name is Cathie Welsh - I lived in Florence Street. I have just celebrated my 70th birthday.
Submitted by: Cathie Lawrence Birmingham, England 22/06/10 Email: nanacathie@hotmail.co.uk

Actually, I just stumbled on this site recently. Did the people who post on this site actually grow up in the Gorbals?? Talk about touchy, taking the P was and is a part of Gorbals life. I should know - I was born and bred there so were my parents and grandparants. If the hot house flowers can't take a bit of gentle ribbing maybe you shouldn't log on here, it will go for your blood pressure, and by the way, I suspect unlike me, 98 percent of the people who post here don't live in the Gorbals and more importantly wouldn't want to go back to live there. It must all seem very rosy observing the Gorbals from a distance. My intention was not to offend anyone, but if I have upset some of you faraway people, tough luck.
Submitted by: Big Giant Wee Man London, England 22/06/10 Email: biggiant weeman@yahoo.com

Can anyone remember the numbers of the trams that went along Egliton Street? The buses were 43 and 44. I remember in 1962 a man was killed by one just outside the Office bar and then three years later, his son was killed in the same way in the same place, I can never forget that. Does anyone remember this tragedy?
Submitted by: John Miller Inverness, Scotland 22/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Just a few lines. Does anyone recall a Mr. Kinaird of Florence Street? He was a turner at Merrilees and Watson. Lived a couple of closes up from Elliots Dairy, where Sammy Wilson, Benny Lynch's ex manager was our local bookie. Mr. Kinaird painted a few portraits of Celtic players that were hung in the offices at Parkhead. I never got to see them as I spent my time at Ibrox. Another person from those late forties early fifties days around Florence Street was "Bandit Rooney." I find it odd all you "big yins" and tough guys never mention him.
Submitted by: Dow Jones Sydney, Australia 22/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Attention Sam Hallidice - I said to the wife, "Come and have a good look at this. Am I all man or not?" lifting my shirt. She had a good look and looked again and she shook her head and said "You used to be when you were younger in the Gorbals! But with that on I have my doubts!" Now Sam what's wrong with a little short dress and red shoes? Maybe the hairy legs spoil it and you being what you are could maybe give me some coaching on being a transvestite and maybe you could call me Dorothy as it matches my red shoes....click click "hi there Sam, Tenquid here! Glad you got me out of that joint. I was beginning to believe I was Doris myself. The red shoes were killing me. The dress was fine. I think it would be a good match for your envy green eyes but then the bitching you do - you probably wear your own style of dress. Now some advice to you. Take the dress off, cool down in a cold shower and say you're sorry for being so insulting to a lovely lady! Parents have to pay something like $1500 for coaching lessons. I don't think I'd like any kid of mine to be coached by you with the attitude that you have towards people and what I've read of Doris's answer to you, it was nothing but helpful! From me/her/us/them/him/the two of us/Dom/s "I don't believe it!" Tenquid
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 22/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Iain Hossack - I liked your story about Big Willie the polis. I do remember him fae Cumberland Street. We used to hang about outside Teachers pub and give him some stick. Do you remember the guys at that time - there was the Beehive and the Valley - they faded out and the Cumbie became bigger, but Willie was gone by then. Cheers, Jim Doc.
Submitted by: J. Docherty  Edinburgh, Scotland 21/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Did any of your mother's ever take you to the steamy washhouse in Ballater Street? I think and was there. You stomp about in your bare feet in a big tub of warm water filled with dirty clothes? Mick.
Submitted by: Mick Gallagher Glasgow, Scotland 21/06/10 Email: dumpingram@hotmail.com

To Sam Hallidice - is it jist me or has everyone gawn a little bit loopy/paranoid recently? Chuckle chuckle??!!! This needle, needle, whinge, whinge ma trainset is bigger than your trainset, black is the new white, Arthur is Martha but disnae stay in OZ or the States but in a Igloo in Bridgeton Cross, is all just getting plain boring. You would think people would get tired of conspiracy theories. Take a reality check. Let me tell you what I know to be true. DAM is a woman I knew from way back. She won't know me - I am a few years younger and still in a gym slip when Doris Austin and her pal used to strut their stuff along McNeil Street. Dead gullus, great gear, fitted suit, long walking umbrella, immaculately groomed hair, big high heels. Somehow, much as I would never know Ten Quid from Tony Blair, I just don't think he is into cross dressing! Next thing some OTHER eejit will be saying is that we are all really reincarnations of Ten Quid manufactured in Mars. Get a life, a prescription for Prozac or better still a nice wee peerie. Rita x P.S. Honest My Lord, I will take a lie detector test - I'm not Ten Quid or DAM, jist an ordinary wee peerie spinner from Glesca....
Submitted by: Rita Moffat Glasgow, Scotland 21/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hello Francis Young, Joe here. Sorry I didn't reply sooner. I've read your last input. I remember Tony Jackson well, also do you remember Francis Regan who also played the accordion? He was the uncle of Joey Regan who lived across the street. It's great that you mention the Rutherfords and Jacksons. Also do you remember John Thom, I think he lived up your close - he always had two candles coming down his nose! And also Arthur Tennant. We had some great adventures in the backcourts. Catch you later.
Submitted by: Joe Toehill  Bradford, England 21/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hi. I would like to thank the people who contacted me re. my question on the street details on the 2000 Glasgow Millenium Calendar - much appreciated. Norma Larkin.
Submitted by: Norma Larkin nee McCabe Auckland, New Zealand 21/06/10 Email: norma@edl.co.nz

For Billy Malcolm - it's you that's MISTAKEN. I know exactly which Jimmy Boyle Tenquid is. You were the wan tae ASSUME I wis talking aboot his younger cousin wae the same name. So ye obviously don't know him as well as ye think. You and his china Doris are the wans making the mistake, no me and think ye's know it aw. Well ye know nothing, so don't try tae correct whit I'm writing. And jist tae inform ye, the Malcolm bit at the end of his post that ye couldnae figure oot wis his razor. Ah see, though he's trying tae joke noo the razor wis aboot when he wis working in a hairdressers - aye right, jist read his writings oan here fae previous years ye might get a clue then. Ye might need tae pey attention tho tae folk oan here that mention aw the names he's used in the past. So next time, don't ASSUME cos it makes an ASS oot o' U and ME. Scunnered.
Submitted by: Scunnered  20/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Dear Effy Thomas
I am currently working on a study with Dr Emilie Combet at the University of Glasgow for my Masters project where I have been given ethics by Yorkhill Childrens Hospital. We are looking at iodine status in females aged 18-44. For my project I need to collect a questionnaire, weight, height and a small urine and finger prick sample which should althogether take no longer than five minutes for each female. It is unobtrusive where all results are confidential and no follow up is required.
I saw on Netmums that you hold parent and toddler classes. I have already attended many classes like this throughout the past two weeks and they have been very helpful to collect some information from the mothers, I would be most grateful if you would allow me to attend any of your classes so I could meet with some of the ladies as I have only been given a small time period to collect information. I would not be there for long and it would really help me with my data collection. I could also give a small talk on the benifits of iodine within the diet if you like.
Many women of child bearing age are insufficient (especially in Glasgow) in iodine. The study is designed to investigate the link between diet, iodine levels and thyroid functions where the results of the study will be used to improve nutritional recommendations for both pregnant and non pregnant women.
Look forward to hearing from you.
Kind regards Natalie Thomson
Submitted by: Natalie Thomson Glasgow, Scotland 20/06/10 Email: nataliethomson09@aol.co.uk

I found a site called "The Last of the Old Gorbals" - it has great pictures of the Gorbals before the bulldosers moved in. Go have a look.
Submitted by: Marie Kelly Glasgow, Scotland 20/06/10 Email: may51@hotmail.co.uk

Can anyone remember my da. We lived in Herberston Street. His name was Bill. He used to take out the boys doing a night shift shooting the rats. He use to build the bonfire for us all with the help of all the boys getting the wood. He was always thinking up games to keep us all busy. I was still young but remember how all the boys at that time use to think a lot of him. If any of the boys come on to this site, I am sure they will remember him just by me telling them a little of what he done.
Submitted by: Marie Kelly Glasgow, Scotland 20/06/10 Email: may51@hotmail.co.uk

"Weeelll excuse wa, now that is the best no brainer in a long time...me n t.q the same person...and if you have any comman sense you would know that after all theses years in ths u s of a of course i dont speak with glasgow slang ur yi a tad daffy laddie ,as a matter of fact a lot of the dickie burds (word( is fae garngad irish......t.q. bet ur splitting yir sides laughing at that comment, and you cin spell better than me..hope betty is laughing as well....what is it with some people dont they read the letters right always looking ti nit pick and as fur you coach ah hiv already told you ah dont know aboot soccer and told you were ti go when yi get ti new york awe yi hiv ti dae is look fur scots clubs n pubs.....use yir cavesa (heid) so enjoy yirself and drive carefully as it is a jungle oot there.......hope every one else is well and looking forward ti yir holeidays..... dam doris bd and noo tq get real wull yi......."
Submitted by: Doris McIntyre  California, USA 20/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

This is for Jerry who now lives in the USA. Well what you had to write about the Gorbals was so wrong - yes we had rats, yes people were poor, but they were clean and proud. Yes there were some kids that didn't have much to look forward to. But most of the Gorbals kids were happy and came from good people. So Jerry, you hang with the yanks and leave the good Gorbals people alone.
Submitted by: Marie Kelly Glasgow, Scotland 20/06/10 Email: may51@hotmail.co.uk

Everett Wylie - yes, you are right. Jeff Shaw did a lot for the kids in the Gorbals. When I saw your name, I remember you and your whole family very well as I used to go up to your ma's house. I was friends with all of you. I still see Willie as I live in the Gorbals to this day.
Submitted by: Marie Kelly Glasgow, Scotland 20/06/10 Email: may51@hotmail.co.uk

Billy Malcom - sorry about the "Malcom" - it was a way of saying razor in the old days as they called them malkies "Malcolm Fraser" I'm 72 years old now - that makes me much older than you according to your school years! Yes we did have a mix family. My mother was a Protestant so my father got kicked out of the chapel. My cousin's where Catholics and hadn't seen much of the inside of the chapel but I am a fanatical Celtic supporter "believe it or not". All the best Malcom, Tenquid.
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 20/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

I do not know Bobby Bonner but at least he puts his name on his post and does not take the p, like the fakers wee giant man my backside just joined the site yeah? What happened? Did you not like ur last names, Ritchie, Mahoney, ha ha yer game's up laddie! Give us all peace.
Submitted by: Billy Malcom Glasgow, Scotland 19/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Thanks for the tablet recipe - it turned out great. The grankids and friends and mums and dads loved it. Talking about grandchildren, I'm sure most of us on this site have a few. It would be nice to find out how they spend their time with you and how it differs from us when we were with our grand parents? x
Submitted by: Irene R Millward-Pizheva (nee Muir)  Salford, England 19/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

It is easy to see that there is an element of people on here trying to disrupt others. Personally, I think it is the work of one person calling themselves different names. We know most of the folk like me have been writing in for years. Every now and again, A NEW NAME comes up, always disturbing people and cannot take his own medicine back - now we have the same idiot calling himself Wee man big man - how ridiculous!! We know who you are. Get back on the trolleybus. The same person has caused trouble for Ten Quid, Tam Craig and others, now he is picking on Bobby Bonner, a guy who has done no harm to anyone. I for one enjoy Bobby's postings. Sad people need locking up. God bless the true Gorbals folk.
Submitted by: Iain Cleary Glasgow, Scotland 18/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Does anybody remember a wee greeting faced guy called Bobby Bonner? He didn't have an ounce of humour in him. I dont know if he ever lived in The Gorbals. Last I heard he went to Sheffield to learn how to spell !!!
Submitted by: Big Giant Wee Man London, England 18/06/10 Email: biggiantweeman@yahoo.com

Thank you John. Please contact me direct. Take care, Father Peter.
Submitted by: Father P. Devlin  Glasgow, Scotland 17/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

James Fletcher - cracking stuff. Big Willie got arrested himself one night. He was walking along Gorbals Street when a young guy of 18 who had just ate his fish supper started to kick the paper up in the air. Willie arrested him, and the boot went into his arse, but the boy's father was a Lawyer and Willie got kicked out the force. Willie could be seen on Saturday nights pissed, coming out of the wee polis box in Cumberland Street and used to pee up the closes. All our arses slowly recovered after that but we all missed the fun of running over the dykes to get away. The things we done for fun in those days will never again. Iain
Submitted by: Iain Hossack Glasgow, Scotland 17/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Tenquid - hey, brillant pal. You had me in stitches, excuse the pun! Scunnered, or whatever his name is, was put in his place. Just a case of being too clever for him with a great bit of wit. Did not understand the malcom bit at the end? Billy
Submitted by: Billy Malcom  Glasgow, Scotland 17/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Just read entry from Cathie from Blackpool. I am related to the McAndrews at 20 Salisbury Street. Granny McAndrew, Aunty Tilly Hamilton, Aunty Kate and cousins Lizzie, Cathie, Gina and Anne also lived there. I cannot recall any relatives in No. 33 unless you are cousin Lizzie's daughter whom I recall lived across the street when she married. I would be very interested to know anything about Anne and Cathie. I believe Lizzie and Gina died.
Submitted by: Betty McAndrew  Glasgow, Scotland 17/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

John Miller - yes I remember Jeff Shaw. I used to go to that club, he was a good man...he died many years ago. I remember my brother Willie Wylie being really upset by his death as I think Jeff did a lot for Willie in his football days....this was all at a guess maybe...30ish years ago....Everett!!
Submitted by:Everett Wylie  Guernsey, Channel Islands 16/06/10 Email: everettcampbellwylie@yahoo.co.uk

"Giant wee man johnny b in the lambing season I was watching a few newly born coming into this world and although it was a wonderbar experience, I was sick at the shit that came out with it , nice things dont need shit around it, much like this beautiful Gorbals Site, sometimes you got to listen to crap from imature adults. I used to walk my Da:s greyhounds along Sandyfaulds street then take them down to the Glesga green it done them good you know adults need to take a hike sometimes it helps clear the brain. My wee mate John Hoskie used to go to Shawfield and race my Da:s dugs we had 5 winners and a number 0f 2nds and 3rds in one year my Da used to say it was down to the good diet and exercise that I gave the dugs we were very popular in the Gorbals especially with the punters who always made a few bob betting at the bookies. It is a great wee feeling inside to be respected and in turn to respect other folk.We learned that in the Gorbals, Hey do you remember or know BIG PAW BROON, he was my Da's comrade no one ever questioned that man when he was called Big, so have a kit kat eh and stop hating people from the Gorbals you have done some untold damage , we are together here and we enjoy the banter lets respect us please."
Submitted by: Bobby Bonner Sheffield, England 16/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"F.A.O. IAIN HOSSACK re. Big Willie the polis - the jannie here. I am dain voluntary work wae Drumchapel befriendin service, ah visit an 82yr auld,ex chief n inspector of glasgow,wen he startit oot his beat wis the gorbals,fae the trainin skool,at oxford st,up eglinton st,alang cumberland st,etc,ah visited him oan tuesday ther,n ah askt him,he said he kickt many an a--e,wit it did dae,wis help him tae sher mer tales,wae me,its grate,ah luv it,so thanx,fer the memry. the Jannie. x "
Submitted by: James Fletcher Glasgow, Scotland 16/06/10 Email: jimthejannie@btinternet.com

Hope someone can help me. I am looking for information about residents from 1909 in Cuthbertson Street, Glascow. I will check back on the site for updates regularly. Thanks
Submitted by: Sally Florida, USA 15/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Attention of Doris and Ten Quid - am I right in saying you are one and both of the same person? I wrote to Doris telling her about how the Americans found it hard to understand my broad Scots accent, and wondered with her slang how she ever managed to cope talking to the yanks but she evaded the question and never answered me, tut tut. I wrote again, this time she answered but still evaded the question. Funnily enough, she wrote in plain English and on another letter below it was slang , two versions!! This made me think, being an educated rascal, I turned back the clock and and low and behold they are ONE, has anyone else on here noticed? It's remarkable the crazy double act, what we see is when one of them gets told off the other writes in protecting them. Hello hello Dr. Jekyl and Mr.Hide. Do you still want my email address? Will I send it to Oz or to the States? Can't be in two places at one time unless....your Doris and TQ...chuckle.
Submitted by: Sam Hallidice Glasgow, Scotland 14/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

To Johnie B - If Pigs could fly, they say in Marakesh everybody is flying on a highly mad substance. It gets you airbone right to the stars, and that's without the magic Marakesh carpets, thats what we hear. How was it? Did you need a visa or just your BH passport? A lot of comedians on here at the moment aint there? Makes reading the postings more fun. Did you want a ticket for the trollybus? Anyway, hope you had a boiling great time in zanny Marakesh. Your mate Iain.
Submitted by: Iain Cleary  Glasgow, Scotland 14/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Dominic, I see you're back but don't be "SCUNNERED!" Use your own name "311" unless it's the other we pest from Oz? okay, I put my hands up - I am the razor king after school around 1952. I worked in Johns hairdressers in Cumberland Street between Crown Street\Florence Street next door to the pub! Geez, that's no very good directions - everything's next to a pub! "He had a large birthmark on his face" on one occasion I had to shave a couple of guys who were more than inebriated - in fact, they were a little parapluctid ache - the fact is they were pithed. They insisted that I shave them so afterwards we bandaged them up with a roll of toilet paper - both of them looking like mummies. John said to me "you know it's seven years for slashing - you're looking at 14! I threw both my Malcolm's away! "Believe it or not!" Tenquid
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 14/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. Charley Screen - hi Charlie. I was glad to see your posting and I will definately pop into the Pig and have a pint with you and catch up. Take care mate, Pat.
Submitted by: Pat Holland London, England 14/06/10 Email: patlyonsholland@hotmail.co.uk

Hi Ian Cleary. Well, I feel as if I have been accepted as an honourary Gorbals person. That's not bad for a Welshman brought up in the North end of Glasgow. Bye for now, Norrie.
Submitted by: Norman McNamee Glasgow, Scotland 14/06/10 Email: norman_mcnamee@hotmail.com

"Hey Scunnered, di yi no get fed up moaning aboot stuff you dont even hiv a clue ti whit yi ur talking aboot....TQ has told his name and no he is no the jimmy boyle who is doing great as yi wull see by wan o the letters. And if ah sherriked him at wan time he took it with a grain of salt.....Sure ah wull stick up fur anywan fae the gorbals (father forgive me if I have sinned when ah wis a young tim) but look at all the good a lot of us hiv done.... and told tell me about taking yir boattle hame wi yi why would any wan say that if it wisnae true I guess it might be no the same noo , but it happened.AAAAANd gies peese and try to be kind as wir a long time deed geez so many unhappy campers oan here and jist love ti have a unkind word ...whits the maiter wi yi cannie see people being happy.. And to the fellah who wis wi Jimmy ah bet you both had a great laugh.....Tell jimmy fae me ah jist read that Champane is good fur wimmin so he wull hiv a lot of fans oan that wan.....Gled you both had a good time just like me n Artie come oan big man gies a ding dong Billy exstien passing strangers and he cin still sing rita you better watch oot am getting good wi this wee peerie and tore doon the hill oan wan o ma grandaughters wee scooter mary said ah wis like a bat oot o hell as ah whizzed doon the hill fell of course intae the bliddy bushes but boy it wiz fun almost like surfing wheeeeeeeeee stay happy and healthy every wan...och ah cin jist see that scunnered their torn face and miserable dam"
Submitted by: Doris McIntyre California, USA 14/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

To "Scunnered" - TQ is not the Jimmy Boyle you mentioned. TQ went to Strathbungo - same school as me. The Boyle you mentioned went to Bonnies. TQ is just a normal guy like the rest of us good Gorbals people. I thoroughly enjoy reading his letters. They have interest and he knows a lot about the old Gorbals which is great for the website. We do not need this kind of talk on here. Why dont you ask your mate who Jimmy Boyle is? He was in Marakesh with him last week - mer like Paddys Market. Go and get a life. Billy Malcom
Submitted by: B. Malcom Glasgow, Scotland 14/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

R.I.P ANDY THOMPSON. Another good Gorbals bhoy has been sadly taken so early in life. Andy wis brote up in Nicholson Street, a famly of 15. They moved tae Barrafield, but Andy merrit Agnes Brown, lived in Crown Street, across fae Templeton Carpets, wer they both wurkt. Got a son Mark, n hud a big dug called Sheena (Alsation). They moved tae the multis in Waddell Court and then tae the 8 storeys at the clyde. Andy wis a good man - always helpin peeple. Took the weans fae the Gorbals campin, fishin, up tae Aviemore etc. Ye see, Andy wis taut by Geoff Shaw aboot the good things in life n Andy's legacy is bein carried on by others. May you rest in peace my dear friend. Y.N.L.A. THE JANNIE X.
Submitted by: James Fletcher Glasgow, Scotland 14/06/10 Email: jimthejannie@btinternet.com

Hi Gorbals pals! Just been over to Marrakesh with a few of my security guard workforce when I bumped into my old pal Jimmy Boyle. He is now a completely reformed character and sells his sculptures for a fortune. Jimmy is a multi-millionaire and he showed us the house he has just built....it's gigantic and is worth millions. We drank champagne all day! He even has a chauffeur driven Rolls Royce to take him around. He has done no bad for a wild boy fae the Gorbals. It was good tae team up again. Johnny.
Submitted by: Johnny B. Glasgow, Scotland 14/06/10 Email: johnnyb@yahoo.co.uk

Does anyone remember Big Willie, the policeman who used to patrol Cumberland Street during the late 1950s? Many a kick up the arse I got from him, that was how he dealt with you. I suppose he didn't want the paperwork, so a good hard kick with his size 12 boots sorted you right out, but he was hopeless at getting over the dykes. We used to for a laugh to shout "Funny Polis" at him then scamper. One night, he got me outside the Marigold Cafe - he remembered my face, I can stll feel the pain to this day!
Submitted by: Iain Hossack 14/06/10 Glasgow, Scotland Email: Not Supplied

From ex YYC, to Big Addy: spot on my old pal, glad to see you're still kickin'. "We shall not be moved." Remember the Square Peg an Port/Halls? Those were the days. I know who "No Tellin' You" is ok pal? Its me G.S.
Submitted by: G.S. 14/06/10 Glasgow, Scotland Email: Not Supplied

Anyone out there got any photos from Abbotsford Place Primary School in 1955-61 or any access to getting to them? If there is any ex-schoolies that went there please get in touch. Helen
Submitted by: Helen Walker 14/06/10 Basingstoke, England Email: Not Supplied

As a youngster, I lived in Peebles Street. Does anyone remember Jeff Shaw from Abbotsford Lane - he ran a football team called Crosswoods. I might have the names wrong but I used to play for them with guys from around Nicholson Street, Cavendish Street, Egliton Street and Cumberland street. We had some great players. Does anyone remember this? It was in the 64/65/66 seasons - hope to hear. John
Submitted by: John Miller 14/06/10 Inverness, Scotland Email: Not Supplied

"Dam 3Ds in sunny California were originally started by a young "D" from the gorbals who became "mammy D." in N Y she named her newborn girl "baby D." she grew up and had a " baby D". Of her own in California who grew up to become the "big D" leaving "mammy D". To become "Granny D". as we get older we get smaller and now "mammy D. " is "Granny D. " " Little D" is now "big D." has "baby D." become "mammy D.?" "I Don't Know! Baby D." is the "biggest D. " of the three Ds now "Granny D." who is the oldest D. has become the smallest D. leaving middle D. to look after the 3Ds "has this got anything to do with the gorbals? I don't know you have to ask? " DAM Doris she started it!" " corundum?s I don't believe it!" Geez what a headache " Tenquid"
Submitted by: Tenquid 13/06/10 Australia Email: Not Supplied

I want to find my Aunt Violet. I don't know her last name - she was formerly called Broadley but divorced and remarried and now lives in Bellshill, as do her children, John Broadley and Cathy Anderson. I would be most grateful for any information. Thanks.
Submitted by: Andy Clarke (aka Smith) 13/06/10 Ontario, Canada Email: andrewclarke1935@hotmail.com

Hi Rita, well done in spinning your peerie. Like most of us Glasgow weans, we didn't have many toys - a piece of rope, 2 tin cans (walking stilts) Geories, a wee scrap book, and my prized possession, a pair of roller skates. I went all over Glasgow with them and got as far as Castlemilk/East Kilbride one day, I had to ask the police how to get home. They showed me the road and eventually I arrived home after dark! Big problem - I never saw my skates again. Such was life!!
Submitted by: Irene R Millward-Pizheva (Muir)  13/06/10 Manchester, England Email: irenerpizheva@ymail.com

All aboard the 311 Trollybus!!! Except the good news it's going so should the rest of the scallywags on board. I have read some tripe in my time but this lot take the caramel wafer. We auld yins write on here for fun not for squabbles like wanes do. BIG WANES awards go out to all the Trollybus merchants - the ficticious Ritchies, Mahoneys, 311s - you must think we are all daft on here.
The best awards this week go to:
1. Mr. T.Q. for all the stick he gets 2. Mr Addy for his sensible letter 3. Mr.Mooney who always speaks the truth 4. Mr J/Jannie for his wicked letters 5. Mr Doris who makes us all laugh 6. Mr.F Devlin for your bravery 7. Mr.T.Craig for being big an gettin' on with it 8. Mr. McNamee for all the answers 9. Auld Biddy stirs it up in the nicest way 10. Mr. B Malcom always a good guy. There's lots more lovely people on here we are the ones that matter, hope the Trollybus stays away!!! Iain.
Submitted by: Iain Cleary 13/06/10 Glasgow, Scotland Email: Not Supplied

"Whit a puddin' Thistle? Mair like jaggy geez boy you're carrying a heavy load what does it matter what folk say or is it yourself that has stopped learning? Leave them alane they're happy and if not then at least their wee interest keeps them going. Wish I could have a wee keek into your Utopia nah sorry I said that mind you being perfect myself I can relate to a boring existence. If ye canny say nothing good say nothing and learn."
Submitted by: Anonymous 12/06/10 Glasgow, Scotland Email: Not Supplied

"hey big tam nae offence old son but ah think that wan aboot you knocking frank out is a tad far fetched cause frank he was a real tough man and it would have taken a bus ti put him oot but ah could be wrang.....me n artie we were laughing oor heids aff watching a sense of freedom that character that was played was nothing like the real person and a load of crapola bet he laughed as well .....we have been catching up oan a lot of memories and some of the stuff is mind bogling ha if people only knew the real truth , ony way hope the next movie will be a lot better hope disney does him well, as a great writer .... got a great tongue in cheek poem fay t.q and ah cannie for the life o me understand why the new webmaister did nae print it , the man is brilliant wi his patter . hi veronica cassidy cin yi tell me wre yi got the pictures of the soo side not the gorbals that you sent to artie n mary ma other sister lost them some were and ah would love to see them thanks so every one stay happy n healthy and rita ah will be challenging yi ti a peerie spin if ah ever get the bliddy hang of it DAM"
Submitted by: Doris McIntyre 11/06/10 California, USA Email: Not Supplied

I was back in the Gorbals last week. The new houses and flats are ok but there is no life in the place anymore. It's like a ghost town. Such a shame. There was so much going on there growing up, never a dull moment. P.S I didn't know Big Addie the wrestler came from the Gorbals. Him and Giant Haystacks were my favourites!!
Submitted by: Big Giant Wee Man  11/06/10 London, England Email: Not Supplied

Hi Sam the coach - sorry that I have not got back to you, but sorry to say that I have never been a sports fan but am waiting to hear from some people in LA that are Celtic daft and will put you in touch wi them. So how do I send you the info as I for one will never put my address in print? Reason being had to much crap from people that ah don't even know. And when you do go to New York, you will have to go to the Irish club in Kearny New Jersey - that is were all the Celtic fans hang about. Also the Scots club in the same town......it is not far from New York......si ah wull get back ti capich DAM.
Submitted by: Doris McIntyre 11/06/10 California, USA Email: Not Supplied

"Haw Doris The first time Jimmy Boyle (ten quid) wrote to you oan here aboot the Cumbie you shereked him, noo yer like his biggest bliddy admirer. Naebedy can open ther mooth aboot him but you jump awe ower them. A lot of folk here don't like him cos he bummed his load oan here aboot awe the damage he done wae his razor and how hard he wis. The only thing hard aboot him is he's a blawhard and wants attention enywey he can get it. So geez a brek auld yin and let the hard man talk for himself. Jist because he wis ill we should awe feel sorry fur him? efter awe the stuff he done? - nae chance. I see he's still writing oan here but ignored wan person who asked him ootright was he Jimmy Boyle? Guess he's no sae keen tae admit it nooadays but therr again he disnae need tae answer when he has moothpieces like you tae defend him. Oh and yer crap aboot folk taking ther drink hame fae parties in Canada is bliddy rubbish it must be the company yer keeping. Scunnered"
Submitted by: Scunnered 10/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hi Amelia, I answered your last post but it must have got lost. I lived at 33 Salisbury Street on the top floor. On our landing were the Mangans, Leggats and auld Dan the Carter. In the close were the Kavanaughs, Rennicks and wee Annie. Next close were the Bennets and Maddens and across the road were the Scotlands and Sullivans - I think they were related and the next close to them were the Curlies, Friels and the McAndrews who were my cousins. The bookies run their business in our close (no. 33). I remember George the dairy and there was a shop next to it who sold newspapers (can't remember what it was called) and across from them was Maxwell's Removals and Teachers pub at the corner. In cavendish Street where my mother was born, there was Mary Pirries sweet shop and I think the chip shop there was called Jacks. Might be wrong. I went to Brownies and Guides in Chalmers Church I think it was called next to Abbotsford School (the one I went to) and then on to Strathbungo. the Happiest days of my life were in the Gorbals and I don't think I'm wearing rose tinted glasses. Cathie x
Submitted by: Cathie Blackpool, England 10/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. BIG ADDY - well said John. I'm glad you stuck up for father Peter. It's great to have a guy like him on this site and I look forward to his posts. 311 or Dominic Boyle has put on about 5 posts and all he has done is slag off people from the start (mainly Ten Quid) and has also suggested how the site should be run. I've got an idea who he is but I may be wrong. He will be back under an other nickname. John, I post under the name "No Tellin Ye" as I'm a bit ashamed of some of my past. To let you Know who I am, I got you, Cally and Jazy arrested as I was drunk and trying to steal a car and you three were trying to stop me - the cops came and arrestsd me and Cally and you and Jazy were trying to free us by throwing your jackets over their heads. I remember they charged you for carring an offensive weapon but the judge threw it out of court as it was tools you used for nightschool. It was great to see your post and brought the memory. I was sorry what you went through because of me as I said before, I'm ashamed of some of my past like you John. There were a lot of decent guys that came out the Gorbals. All the best John, No Tellin Ye.
Submitted by: No Tellin Ye Brighton, England 10/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Looking for a copy of a group photo taken in the 50's outside Bryce's Dairy. Large group of people, between the Police station and 240 Lawmuir Street. Will be happy to supply professional photographic copies to anyone having this photograph.
Submitted by: Mary Young Glasgow, Scotland 10/06/10 Email: ottomoped@yahoo.co.uk

Did anyone on this site go to the dances in the boys guild in Errol Street on Sunday nights? I have fond memories not only of the dances but also playing snooker and as a youngster being in the cubs.
Submitted by: John Bonar Melbourne, Australia 10/06/10 Email: jbonar@y7mail.com

To bring a little levity to this excellent web site, some of you know that the only connection I have with Gorbals is was working as Concierge at Norfolk Court from 1994 to 2006. While working there, I got the Gorbals bug. I can't get enough photos of the place. Anyway the levity part, while working at Norfolk Court, some of the youngsters called me Big Man, me 5ft 7, hee hee. Daresay they called all of the Concierge, Big Man, mind you sometimes we were just called, Concie, wont post the other names. Anyway, life is too short for bickering, here today gone tomorrow. Bye for now, Norrie.
Submitted by: Norman McNamee Glasgow, Scotland 09/06/10 Email: norman_mcnamee@hotmail.com

"F.A.O ANNE NIEHUS - the fire yer askin aboot wis in the close wer yer ma n yer brother David lived. It wis either the gas supply box or the electric box wer it wis cumun fae. Aye, we wer aw put oot wir hooses till it wis made safe. Naebody wis injured. This site wis set up fer that kind of situation i.e.people lookin fer people who hiv lost touch wae each other. Am glad ye managed tae find yer famly, thanx tae the webmaster fer puttin the post oan, thanx tae the people fae Florence Street Clinic fer the info, see aw the postins aboot BIG n WEE thats jist a gorbals term of endearment,ther wis a guy who jumpt aboot the Mungo Bar n the eighties,his nikname wis BIGmanWEEman,cause if he spoke tae ye(nae matter yer size)he wid say awrite weeman or bigman,ah never new his real name jist big man weeman,ah new a guy cauld BIG TINY !!! aw the best ma gorbals pals catch yeez later the jannie x"
Submitted by: James Fletcher Glasgow, Scotland 09/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Not long back from the States where I was involved with schools football coaching. The big game on Saturday England v USA in the World Cup - I watched them train out there and they are super fit athletes, so believe it or not, I am going to put a few bob on the USA to win, take my tip. To Doris I was hoping to hear from you as after the world cup I am going back to the States - will be going up and down the country as far as Denver across to LA then New York, then another route is planned out. I will be driving my 4x4 - its going to be hard doing all the driving, The Americans dont think nothing of a 14 or 18 hour drive, here's hoping I get used to it, do hope to hear from you Gorbals girl.
Submitted by: Sam Hallidice Glasgow, Scotland 09/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Tam Craig - my gawd that was some story!! I liked it so much I even showed it to my wife Elsie. But theres no need to tell us all this - we enjoy you being called Big Tam - don't have to write to satisfy those numbskulls out there - they're just trying to wind you up son Forget them - we do. If you notice, the banter from the real people is about old friends and family and things we done as kids. That's the real people son. Iain.
Submitted by: Iain Cleary Glasgow, Scotland 09/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hi TQ, the teacher you described was Mr. Percy, McNair was probably the other one - he was tall and took PE. He used to take us up to Haggs Road for rugby or fitba. Miss Stevenson who took science was down to earth with everyone, remember her? John Smith was in my year - he was from the Gorbals. Alan Munro, Isabel Green, Alan Yates, the Mackie brothers (good footballers), Elliots, Hallsy, Sangster, Billy Masterton, there's loads but we may have been in a lower year than you - we went to Bogie in 1961/62. I have just had a few days down in Paddington London. It's some place - weather was great, just a wee bit different from Easterhouse haha.See you Billy.
Submitted by: Billy Malcom Glasgow, Scotland 09/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Re: The weans thrown from the windae - that was in Toryglen Street, opposite the fitba ground. (I forget the name of the ground). My aunt lived in that street and it happened two doors down from her. We used to go visit her and we could watch fitba matches going on cos her windae was high enough to see in the park. My aunt was Margaret Bradley and she was on the stage, her stage name was "Dinkie Goodwin" and she used to tap dance on a huge drum.
Submitted by: James Bradley  USA 09/06/10 Email: scotslad60@live.com

Its frightening to think that in this day and age we are still able to talk about people having had treatment for diseases like rickets - I remember well the damage this disease caused to my great aunt.
Submitted by: MarkyG Greenock, Glasgow 09/06/10 Email: Speak2Marky@googlemail.com

Billy Malcolm - thanks for your support. The Peyton Place piece was right on the ball - so many people flowing in and out of love! Mr. McNair, I think I do remember him....little guy with black hair combed flat. Did he teach wood work? Maybe you could tell me the name of a teacher who for many years I thought of stood straight and tall, eyes behind his head also had the plate in his head it was rumoured! He was a real religious fanatic and reminded me of Frankenstein. My school class consisted of Hugh Cameron, Ian McReanor and of course many others that I have forgotten their names - maybe you can remember me and thanks again Billy. Tenquid.
Submitted by: Tenquid Australia 09/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hiya William Long - I do remember you well but not your brother. You used to wear a natty three-piece suit when you were having a refreshment or ten in the Piggie! You were always quite a quiet guy but I do remember you had a wicked sense of humour and you were always having a wee sly laugh. The women I mentioned in my last post had fingers missing as she had worked in munitions during the war (at least that's how I remember it). She worked with me in Annie's Transport Cafe. It's driving my nuts trying to think of her connection to you. Maybe your mother-in -law? I do remember she had a daughter. Please, please put me out of my misery and write in and let me know. Maybe there is no connection and you think I am a bammy wee wummin!! Do you still go intae the Piggie? I have relatives that go there jist aboot every weekend in their lives. Cannie understand that. Even the thought of it bores me rigid.....but I have to say that we are all different and that is what makes the world go around. Hope you and all your family are doing well. R X
Submitted by: Rita Moffat Glasgow, Scotland 09/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"F.A.O Anne Smith. Clinic. Bingo - that's it exactly ah rember ma granny gaen me that malt stuff, (green tin gold leavs decor) wae a big soop spoon, ah went tae galloway hoose rezi skool, av got a big fat bro n a wee fat bro, jist like goldie n the 3 berrz they must hiv et ma purridge thanx fer the info, PARTIKBELLE, hi nan wer aboot n the sooside did u live, nice tae hear fae ye, am bak n partik next tae the library at 279 cafe, 1up,welkum fer a cuppa, thanx aw the florence street wurkies fer the info,am 55yr auld noo, n it is good tae no wit ah suffer wae (bill w) ta the jannie x"
Submitted by: James Fletcher Glasgow, Scotland 09/06/10 Email: jimthejannie@btinternet.com

In the Clellend Bar, I was a member of the rock group called the Ambassaders. We played there two nights a week. Does anyone remember us? Or could any members of the band contact me. We had a great time working in the Gorbals. Im in Canada now!
Submitted by: Chris Armstrong Ontario, Canada 09/06/10 Email: chrisaty@yahoo.ca

James Fletcher (AKA) Jimmy The Jannie - Hello from Agnes Warrens daughter Anne. We lived doon the stairs from you in the early 60's. I was a baby, and had a brother David. Thanks for your help a couple of years ago in reconnecting our brother with us. Mum's family is still up the hill in Castlemilk, we've been in Oz since 65. Don't remember a lot of the Gorbals, but i do remember a fire in the close, and all being out the front while they put it out. I must have been about 3. Any memories of that? Keep well,and great to see your keepin on keepin On.
Submitted by: Anne Niehus Corowa, Australia 09/06/10 Email: anne.niehus@yahoo.com.au

Well, well, well - noo here is ma story oan big.....when we were in Glasgow my daughter and myself, her name is Doris also, people started to call me big D and her wee D., all 4 ft 11. Did not bother me, all five feet one of me, and we both used to laugh at it. So now my grandaughter is also Doris Alexander, don't ask me why another Doris so now she is little D and she is five feet and six, a bonnie lassie if ah do say so myself. So big Tam, enjoy being big Tam, does it really matter ? What's in a name? oh, and for all the so called detetives who seem to know who is who and who is not again does it really matter if some folks change their names? The stories are all interesting and seems to me some folks just like to be snide and slag if they don't agree with what people write. Now this is just my opinion, and when ah write in Glesga slang, it is not meant to offend anyone - just too bad sum people's Duke of Montrose gets out of joint. And getting back to T.Q - are we no awe lucky that we hivnae been through whit he has, and the wee man still has a sense of humour. Oh and before ah forget, wee Betty is his fork 'n' knife. So hiv a nice life and stoap pissing n moaning. Mucho love ti every wan BIG D OR DAM geez.
Submitted by: Doris Mcintyre California, USA 08/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Hi Rita, glad you managed to "spin yer peerie". I sent in a post on how I remembered doing it, but it wasn't printed. I'm thinking of getting one to show the kids how we entertained ourselves in the olden days without the need for expensive gadgets and toys that seems to be a necessity whether the parents can afford them or not. But then we were safe playing out all day without our mammies worrying about us, only coming home when we were hungry or it got dark. The good old days - I seem to be thinking of them more and more as I get older. Cat F x
Submitted by: Cathie Blackpool, England 08/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. Irene - If you Google Scottish Tablet Candy you will find several recipes.
Submitted by: Joan USA 08/06/10 Email: artandjoan@att.net

F.A.O. 311 - this is to you and the other persons on this site condemning Father Peter Devlin. It has been brought to my attention about certain comments made on here about Father Peter. I was born in Hospital Street and if you are a Gorbals man you will know me. I was well known hopefully for the good reasons. As a youngster I was in the YYC, but that's in the past. I was no Saint, just a near normal young man, went to see the Celtic every week, went to Holyrood school, then to Langside College to study as an Electrician, drank a lot and never did anyone any harm. One of the most important persons in my life who always helped me was father, Peter. This man is, and always will be, my friend. So, although I have never written in here before, let me tell you frankly you have your story wrong, and about the Big in front of ones name I always had that. None of the people who write in here would have said to my face, "Big is childish" because they know me and I know them. Perhaps I will join this Gorbals Website - I still have my friends from the Gorbals and with me they all respect Father Peter. It is a Big bit unfair what you have done so now you are leaving it may be the best thing to do, we all have a life and entitled to our opinions whether we are called Wee, Big or Tiny Tim it makes no oddS. Slagging off people you do not even know is very careless and offensive. To everyone on here, I am sure most of you know me as John Addison from Hospital Street. You who know me know my word is good. We are here today and gone tomorrow. My wish is that this great GORBALS Anecdote gets stronger and gets rid of these jealous and sick people. I hope that I can from time to time write in. I hope friendship is the priority on here because most of the letters are sincere and friendly and TRUE. Great idea to the webie master for inventing this Anecdote. I quite enjoyed reading the articles. Big Addy.
Submitted by: Big Addy Glasgow, Scotland 08/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

In a cauld day in December 1950, my maw came back from the shops with her messages and she just got into the kitchen and collapsed. It was lucky the wummin next door heard her screams - she was just about to have me. The midwife said it was the biggest wane she had ever delivered. In later years when I went to Abbotsford place, I was always the tallest and the widest built. I got nicknamed "Big Tam" and it stuck. When I went to Adelphi Terrace, we used to have fights with Bonnies - they were a tough lot and as I was the biggest I was always asked to go to the front, hopefully to scare them off. It worked sometimes but on other occasions it was who ever ran first! Again the name stuck with me. When I left school I used to hump bags of the coal up three stairs everyday, that kept me fit! But I was too soft when it came to collect the money, all my customers were on Tic ! One Friday night after comin out of the Palace picture house I went next door for fish an chips. Outside, I accidently bumped into this stocky guy and spilled his chips all over the pavement. He immediately made a swing at me just missing my chin. I let him have it and knocked him clean out. There was almighty screams and bedlam - I was told I had just knocked down Tarzen Wilson. Instead of running off, I helped him round and back on his feet, he told me he felt like he had just been hit by a bus. Despite the noise around us, we walked accross to the public baths, he shook my hand and told me no one had ever managed to do that to him before. He respected the fact that I never ran off. Since that day ,we were mates. When I opened my pub, him and his cronnies came for a drink and did so every now and again. It was Tarzan who started my name up all over again. "Big Tam," he would say. "Yer in the wrong geme!" Even to this day, my big family and friends in Glasgow call me Big Tam - even the grand wanes! So, to the person who called me childish for having my name, you see how it came about? I dont think you would have argued with Frank about that in those days? I will be Big Tam till the day I die, so get on with your own life and leave others alone. Names don't make the person. Oddly enough, you seem to sign off with a nick name? Give us all peace.
Submitted by: Tam Craig  Glasgow, Scotland 07/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

I don't know if any of you remember my uncle Joe Green - he was a Gorbals boy from Hospital Street and then moved to Toryglen. He was killed on Main Street Rutherglen on May 28th - hit by a lorry. Rest in peace uncle Joe. Herself the Elf, Emily Biros.
Submitted by: Emily Biros California, USA 07/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

I just wanted to let everybody know that the famous Gorbals persistance pays off- I can now spin my peerie! I think I wiz trying too hard before. Easy peasy - a wee wrap around with the whip, keeping your thumb on it to keep it tightly wound. A wee quick flick of the wrist and its spinning and birling like mad. I just know hundereds of you were desperate to know that - down to skill and technique!! Cheers R X
Submitted by: Rita Moffat  Glasgow, Scotland 07/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. James Fletcher - I also attended Florence Street Clinic in the early fifties. My ma used to come and collect me from wee Bonnies every Tuesday and Thursday about 10am. We would walk alang to the clinic. My ma would sit in the wee room outside, I would strip off, sit about with these goggles on the lights were roasting. I think it lasted roughly half an hour. It was called sun_ray treatment. Given to weans who were undernourished or looked undernourished. James - it works because 55yrs later, I am a wee fat guy. Regards, Willie Long. N.B. apologies to Rita Moffat and Alec Meldrum. I haven't replied to their emails, but i will be replying shortly.
Submitted by: William Long Glasgow, Scotland 07/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Thanks to this site, I have had an email from cousins I have been trying to trace in Australia for several years. Thanks webmaster for this site. Their names are Patricia, Marie and Lilian McEwan. I have emailed them.
Submitted by: Rita Glasgow, Scotland 07/06/10 Email: margarett2@brtinternet.com

Re: Glasgow lamp posts. I can tell you where two of these posts are. They stand at the foot of the boarding ramp of the "Polly Woodside" sailing ship on the Yarra River, Melbourne, Australia. They were a gift to the people of Melbourne from the Glasgow Corporation. No doubt there are many more scattered around the world. Regards, Patrick Gibbons, ex. Herbertson Street, Gorbals.
Submitted by: Margaret Lindsay San Diego, USA 07/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Please can anyone give me the recipe for tablet? (My mouth waters just thinking about it). I am also still looking for old friends who knew me from Hayfield Street/St Bonnies Primary/Holyrood Secondary. Many Thanks to Webmaster for keeping this site going and to all who help. A verbal applause for them fellow Gorborlites. I hope I spelt that right? Ok God bless all.
Submitted by: Irene R Millward-Pizheva (Muir) Salford,England 07/06/10 Email: irenerpizheva@ymail.com

Looking for GALLAGHER family around 1900. Irish parents had a daughter ELIZABETH born around 1899. She was my great grandmother. Any information appreciated. Had brothers and a sister I think.
Submitted by: Joan Bryson  Newcastle, Australia 07/06/10 Email: joq1958@live.com

Hi to James Fletcher: I also went to Florence Street clinic for 'sunray treatment' wearing little except goggles every week for a while when I was at St Francis primary in the 50's. The powers that be, decided to 'help' kids from deprived areas, so I got picked because I was skinny, and was subjected to sunray, jars of malt, and sent to residential school for two months. I ate everything they gave me, plus extras and came back my same skinny self. If they only had the sense to look at my family - all skinny! It makes me laugh now as they are trying to get schoolkids to lose weight! Nobody would believe me when I tell them I got sent away to fatten up. Anne.
Submitted by: Anne Smith Glasgow, Scotland 06/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Anyone remember the fish and chip shop at the bottom of Oxford Lane on Norfolk Street? I believe we called it Mr Polis chip shop as I think he was indeed from Poland.
Submitted by: Brian Donovan Ontario, Canada 06/06/10 Email: briandonovan@rogers.com

F.A.O. Jamie Fletcher - Florence Street clinic - you were getting sun light treatment. It was to build you up. My ma and da worked in the clinic.
Submitted by: Margaret Cox/Graham Glasgow, Scotland 05/06/10 Email: magsmay44&hotmail.com

Looking for my mate Tam Campbell. Lived in Crown Street, worked in Yarrows. Hope you see this Tam - get in touch if you do. Danny.
Submitted by: Dan Broadley Glasgow, Scotland 05/06/10 Email: Dan.b1@live.co.uk

F.A.O. Florence Street clinic people - I asked my brother about the history of the clinic and apparently it was first opened as a womens clinic for STD's then became a children's clinic and is now a phsyciatric clinic. He's not sure of the dates though.
Submitted by: Pat Holland London, England 05/06/10 Email: patlyonsholland@hotmail.co.uk

F.A.O. Pat Holland - hi Pat - seen your posting about Florence Street clinic. Big pikes old man was the caretaker. Me and wee Ernie and Pike flew the pigeons. Don't know how to spell doos from a doocket on the roof. We also kept ferrets and lurchers. I don't think many people would know that when they went to the clinic. Pa,t if your come up to Glasgow any time, pop in to the Piggy - would be good to see you. Charlie.
Submitted by: Charlie Screen Glasgow, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: charlesscreen@yahoo.com

Would really appreciate info about the past - functions, wedding receptions, photos etc at the Marlborough House at Shawlands Cross, Glasgow.
Submitted by: Colin Mackie  Glasgow, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: southernnec@talk21.com

Ref - Pat Mooney's comments 27/05/10: well said Pat, I'm glad I'm not the only one who is seeing this site change from its original intent of allowing us to contact old friends, share memories and trace family to a forum spoiled by fantasists, braggarts and would be authors. I first posted on this forum in its first year ~ TQ, if you care to check it's under a post (11/09/02) about the Blarney Stone pub and my brothers, sisters and close family who all shared living in the Gorbals. It is under my real name of Dominic Boyle, some two years before TQ appeared under his many pseudonyms (Gorbals Jim/ Jimmy from Oz/ Jimmy Boyle/ Wee Betty and so many more). Is it just me who finds it ironic that your first manifestation was as a pseudo "hard man" with tales of your time with the gangs and being a chib merchant and have now metamorphosed into some wise expert on everything in the world? Also hilarious is how you started writing in a "Glasga patter" style in a sad attempt to sound "street" and couthy. I still have a broad Glaswegian accent but I'm damn sure I had more education at St Francis to write like this. Oh right, you changed because it's the speech/text machine you now have to use from your many and various near death experiences, except those machines have very limited punctuation capacity ~ so yours must be "extra extra special" eh? To be fair it's not just TQ, the site is now spoiled by the plague of multi posters, hiding behind different names from "Big Tam" and his "priest" Father Devlin (do you really think we are all that naive and can't see through your sly bigotry?) through to Colin Mac and his blatant attempts to plug his God awful writings with his oh so obvious "supporting posts" ("Jean Richie" my bahooky) and ending with "The Major" and his amateurish attempts to interest us in his potential as an author. A word of advice Major, only Terry Thomas can get away with pulling off the "toodle-pip" persona, we are not laughing with you, we are laughing at you. Webmaster, sorry it is such a long post, I felt I had to state these opinions I won't be using this site again, so I suppose the aforementioned spoilers have won and I wonder how many more regulars on here have done the same. Before I go may I make a suggestion? ~ I know you probably have more than enough admin on your hands but wouldn't it be possible on the entry form to make an email address mandatory, with the option of choosing not to allow sight on the forum, it is how most newspapers allow forums and would allow you at least to see the multi posters? Just a suggestion. That's it from 311 Thistle Street - bye bye to the genuine posters on here who I enjoyed sharing a special time and place in our lives and to the spoilers ~ enjoy watching this site have less and less input until you are just telling lies among yourselves.
Submitted by: 311 Thistle Glasgow, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

"F.A.O. Pat Holland - you wrote a wonderful letter full of common sense, I pray the Webmaster will evict these persons from our web site as their intentions are not of the same value as ours. I was born in Ireland and came to Glasgow as a 4 year old boy, we lived In Florence street in those days, I grew up in an environment of love and amongst strong willed people. I have worked in India, Philippines and Romania where poverty is much worse than one could ever imagine, but these people have the same love and strong will that I shared as a young man in the Gorbals. I am retired now, I had a car accident in Argyle street and lost my leg, I still do community work mostly paperwork nowadays and help from time to time in the area of the young priesthood. I did remember our beloved Melvin and read his wonderful stories , I did receive similar threats from these same people, my policeman colleague informed me of the suspected persons which tallied up from the email sent to me from the Brazen Head Cumbie. I also had a letter of a threat put through my letterbox. I thoroughly enjoy all the comments here it makes amassing reading and I do have some favourites! I do forgive these persons but surely this must stop, the disruption and the accusations, one recently of me which hurt me I am a Holy man who has devoted his life to our Father in Heaven . All I can offer to these persons is my love and forgiveness. I hope they come to their senses, think of the world around you the unfortunate people who struggle in the third world, put your energy there . Making false accusations and disrupting peoples life's is sinful, we all know who the culprits are, please behave, if we need to debate then lets do it in a friendly way, the people on this web site do not deserve this we are all old Gorbalites together. I apologise to the Webmaster for taking so much of your precious time , you are doing such a marvelous job which we all appreciate, lets all pray that the site will ignore and not print the letters from the ones in question, then we can all enjoy the peaceful and loving comments as a family."
Submitted by: Father Peter Devlin  Stirling, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Nae genuine guy fae the Gorbals wid go aroon calling themselves "big". Other people might call you big but I never knew of anybody calling themselves big. If they did, they would be considered a bampot. Mind you, the Gorbals of the 40s and 50s was full of bampots. I see at least one is still around with more false names than a telephone directory! Viva La Gorbals!
Submitted by: John McEwan Glasgow, Scotland 04/06/10 Email: johnmcewan@hotmail.com

F.A.O. James Fletcher re. Florence Street clinic. Sounds like you are talking about Ultra Violet light treatment. I know that people went to that clinic for UV Light treatment for Rickets. Could also be treatment for psoriasis or eczema as well.
Submitted by: Josephine Stuksis Glasgow, Scotland 04/06/10 Email: josephine.stuksis@btopenworld.com

Does anybody remember the Sinclair family - lived at 404 Lawmoor Street? They were my grandparents. There was a Mrs. MacNaughton who lived on the top floor. Ham Mary's at the end of Cumberland Street I think or was it Caledonia Road?
Submitted by: Catherine Dunoon, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: kate14@live.co.uk

Re. Jannie and big goggles and bright lights - could be wrong but this was a popular treatment for rickets . I was born in Thistle Street in 1953 to Johnny and Mary Mullen. Dad was railway man in Polmadie - don't remember much of the place as we left the area around 1958 but will always be proud to say that I'm a Glaswegian. Love reading all the stories.... long may they continue. Thanks, Robbie.
Submitted by: Robbie Mullen  Dunoon, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: bigrobbiemullet@aol.com

F.A.O. Christine Philbin and Pat mooney - thanks for your replies to my question. Looking forward to hearing from you again Christine if you find out any more about it. Thanks a lot. Agnes.
Submitted by: Agnes Glasgow, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: agnesherrity@hotmail.co.uk

F.A.O Florence Street Clinic workers - hi, the Jannie here. I wonder if any of the people who worked at the clinic from 1959-1964 can help me? See when I was a wee guy, I used tae go to the clinic about twice a week wae ma granny. I used tae go intae this playroom, jist wae ma draers oan, and these big black goggles, and jist play aboot wae other weans. Ma granny and the other adults sat on chairs behind these big search lights, massive things and just played about for half an hour or so. All my adult famly are deed and I've naebody tae explain wit that wiz aw aboot. Looking forward tae some info. Thanks, the Jannie. x
Submitted by: James Fletcher  Glasgow, Scotland 03/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Big Tam Craig - Well done son. I'm known as Wee Boab, even here in England. Those people who are pesterin you are fakes son. Anywere in Glesga it's, "Hey Big Yin" or "Wee Man"....who are they kidding. Big Tam is okay dookay, tell them to get a life Big man and stick a gobstopper doon their big mouths hehe. Bobby Bonner, ex soo-side man.
Submitted by: Bobby Bonner Sheffield, England 02/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

F.A.O. Norma Larkin - the photo was taken outside the Pawn shop in Cleland Street looking towards Crown Street.
Submitted by: Anonymous Brighton, England 02/06/10 Email: Not Supplied

Was one of the posters on this board looking for information about a street called Stormont Street? For the life of me I can't remember who or even what board the question came from. Get in touch with me if it's this board. Bye for now, Norrie.
Submitted by: Norman McNamee  Glasgow, Scotland 01/06/10 Email: norman_mcnamee@hotmail.com

F.A.O. Ann Bagan - still called Florence Street Clinic. In sixties, my mum and dad worked in the clinic for many years.
Submitted by: Margaret Cox Glasgow, Scotland 01/06/10 Email: magsmay44@hotmail.com