Before Sheriff Mercer, at Hamilton Sheriff Court on Monday 1st November 1926, seven men were charged with forming part of a disorderly crowd of over 700 people in Glasgow Road, Blantyre. This was a time towards the end of the great mining strike and feeling amongst the unemployed miners were still running high, especially to those […]
A few Blantyre boys made a most remarkable find in early October 1930. Whilst over the river, roaming about Bothwell Castle in search of brambles, a number of Blantyre boys found a heavy Colt service revolver, part of a soldier’s uniform, and several other articles of clothing. Their curiosity was aroused by a ‘hidden’ brown paper […]
In 1924, the police completed their annual census of Blantyre Parish, and they were indebted to Sergeant George Logie for the following particulars. The population was returned at 18,703 of which there are 9,592 males and 9,111 females. Aliens (immigrants) number 495 and consist of; — RUSSIANS. 404. ITALIANS. 68 GERMANS. 18 FRENCH. 1 AUSTRIANS. […]
Mr Ronald Paterson Wilson, son of Dr John Cowan Wilson, Parkville, Blantyre, was appointed Chief Constable of West Sussex on 1st January 1935. When the vacancy occurred Mr Wilson was living at his parents’ house (now, the front of the Parkville Pub) and in 1934 when he heard of the position, had newly arrived home to Blantyre […]
Stephen Walker of 31 Forrest Street used some ingenuity one evening in August 1935, when he became tired of hearing disorderly conduct outside his Low Blantyre home. The lewd and disorderly behaviour came from a nearby neighbour a Mr James McFaul of 18 Forrest Street who took it upon himself to use foul and loud […]
This previously unseen photo is one of the most remarkable I have seen of Blantyre. I just LOVE it. Photographed in 1905 by David Ritchie of nearby Main Street, the photo is of High Blantyre Primary School in Hunthill Road. Not a normal school day, but it’s polling day. There is so much character to […]
On Saturday 13th August 1938, a weary Carfin man Anthony Donnelly found himself in Blantyre, contemplating ending it all. He had walked up on to the Craighead Railway Viaduct and with his legs over the edge, sat there in silence. However, fate thankfully intervened when at 3.15pm a miner walking on the bridge, saw Anthony […]