Blantyre Summer Gala Day 1950. Hosted by the Co-op. Pictured third from the left is Marie Pollock (nee Cornfield). Marie’s daughter Margo shared this photo. A little perfect snapshot in time from almost 70 years ago! Featuring Blantyre Project Social Media with permission. Strictly not for use by others on or offline, our visitors said: John Cornfield […]
Margo Wicks (nee Pollock) recently shared a little bit of interesting medical history relating to her birth, which is permitted to be posted here. Margo and her identical twin were born in Bellshill Maternity Hospital on 1st April 1960. Margo Pollock weighed 8lbs 11oz and her twin sister Mari Pollock weighed in at 7lbs 13oz. Being […]
“The House by the Mill in the Meadow” by James Cornfield (2004) Down Pech Brae by Calder’s stream, in autumn is a place so green, orange, gold and yellow too, all enhanced by old Millheugh, the place that Blantyre people know, as the House by the Mill in the Meadow to describe the scene […]
How did Blantyre get its name nobody seems to ken, some say it’s from the Gaelic, or the field of the Holy men, others say a warm retreat, still other’s the field of St Blane whatever you choose you may be right, but first let me explain…. In ancient times ‘tis written, that a […]
Fae Blantir tae Glesga’ by James Cornfield 2008 Fae Blantir tae Glesga, Ah’m share its no faur, some walk the road, some gang by the Caur, in the aul’ summer time, sure it’s a nice scene, for oftimes when courting, tis’ there I have been, Noo, wi’ the sound o’ the weavers and rumble […]
Just over a fortnight, after the 1877 Pit disaster in Blantyre, the Edinburgh Evening News on Tuesday 6th November 1877 (pg2) reported on a case of mistaken identity. Of the worst kind. One of the bodies of the men brought up from the pit had been identified as a particular person, but it […]
“The Boathouse, Blantyre” by James Cornfield 2008 The late Jimmy Cornfield wrote a lovely poem in 2008, to an area he was fond of. Boathouse (or Boatland to give it its proper title) near the River Clyde. It goes as such, “Twixt Clyde and Calder near Haughead. , ‘tis where our native people did tread, […]