On Saturday 25th April 1914, two Blantyre men, not particularly fond of one another decided to settle their difference in a Burnbank Pub. Differences that were to be settled with gunpowder! Shortly after six o’clock, when the bar in Burnbank was filled with customers, a loud explosion attracted the attention of everybody there to some […]
These pictures are from 1985. They show the Whitehill to Blantyre corridor at the railway and also at Whistleberry Road. The A725 still looks new, this scene at the verges now very overgrown with woodland. Do you recognise the small track? I’m stuck with that photo. Featuring Blantyre Project Social Media with permission. Strictly not for […]
It’s incredible to think, but this rare old photo of Greenfield Old Rows was taken nearly 130 years ago! In 1890, a photographer captured this scene showing the tied miner’s house to Greenfield Colliery, not far from Burnbank. Situated between Blantyre and Burnbank, Greenfield Colliery employed many Blantyre people, although of course these former […]
Greenfield was a village or hamlet in its own right. The sleepy, rural scene with just a farm owned by the Potter family, denoted in 1859 maps, was short-lived and this whole area would quickly give way to industry with the discovery of coal. As the population expanded in the 1860’s and 1870’s workers […]
We tend to think nowadays of Burnbank being our most immediate neighbour to Blantyre, the two almost merging. However, it is worth remembering that at one time, a whole other village separated the two, in the form of Greenfield, which evolved from a single farm, to being a whole community. […]
Over the next few months, I’ll be posting daily with extracts from my open book draft about the entire history of Glasgow Road. Collecting the social history and comments from many thousands of people on this site over the last few years, I’ll be further exploring, every Glasgow Road building through each Century, […]
Marion Anderson messaged me in September, “Hi Paul, don’t know if you can help me , but my mother Jessie Ewart Beattie ( née Balfour) was born in Burnbank in 1913 I believe, she told us she was ” picked up of the streets” showing symptoms of scarlet fever during an epidemic when she […]