The following is an extract of a letter sent by Captain James Brown in June 1915 to Mrs Bannatyne at Milheugh, Blantyre. A letter from the frontline telling the story of brave Blantyre soldiers. Just one month later, James Brown himself had died in battle. I’ve recently discovered that the soldiers in this letter referred […]
It was a happy thought that prompted Auchentibber Inn owner JBH Struthers to invite Corporal Willie Angus to receive the Victoria Cross in 1915. At the time of the presentation at the end of September 1915, there were few people who had not heard of the heroic acts on the bullet ridden fields of Flanders. […]
A last wee look (for now) at some children’s rhymes from times gone by. Hope you may remember some of these? Murder Murder….Murder murder Polis, three stairs up,A wummin in the middle door, hit me wae a cup,Ma heids aw bleedin, ma nose is aw cut.Murder, Murder Polis, three stair up. Not Last Night…..Not last […]
Continuing putting colour back into old black and white Blantyre! This time we’re at Auchentibber, specifically at the former Inn, once located at the corner of Auchentibber Road and Parkneuk Road. A photo from around 1908, photographed by David Ritchie. In remarkable clarity, some colouring has been added showing how the pub may have looked […]
This previously unseen photo is of course the former Auchentibber Quoiting Green. Taken just over a hundred years ago in the 1910’s, it’s in remarkable clarity. Indeed, I can zoom in on the children’s faces, the sign on the pol, the litter in the waste paper baskets and the Statue of Poseidon! To put this […]
This photo from the 1910’s shows the former Auchentibber Gardens, in particular, a raised terrace, once behind the old Inn. Today, this would be behind the War Memorial. As seen in this photo from my collection, over 100 years ago, wooden steps led up to an elevated position , protected by stone walls. An archway […]
This is the former Auchentibber Gardens taken around 1910 – 1915. I’m able to date this wonderful photo, for following these years of research, I actually recognise the distinctive man on the left as being Mr James Nimmo. Knowing he was born in 1869 and believing him to be in his 40s here, I think […]