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Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Wed Jul 27, 2016 5:54 pm
by Tosh
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It is with great sadness that I have to tell you that my father John McIntosh, known to some as John The Bank, died peacefully in the early hours of Monday morning at the Royal Alexandra hospital in Paisley.

There will be a service and cremation at Paisley crematorium on Tuesday August 2nd at 4PM

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Tue Jul 18, 2017 6:28 pm
by Ticketty Boo!
Nearly a year since the last post :-(

Can anybody offer any theories on how the Burma Road and Hill 60 got their names? I know Hill Hill 60 was a battle in WW1 near Ypres https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Battle_of ... tern_Front), but how did the name transfer to Trumpton?

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Wed Jul 19, 2017 5:48 pm
by petewick
I think Hill 60 was so called because 60 was the average age of the residents up there....??

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Mon Jul 24, 2017 2:49 pm
by SARID
I was brought up in the village and was always told Woodside was nicknamed 'Burma Road' because of ill feeling etc over housing allocations.'Hill 60'-----World War 1 battle------- again given that nickname because of neighbours being at loggerheads

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Tue Jul 02, 2019 9:40 pm
by Ship called Dignity
Just had a read through this - what a legendary thread! C'mon - lets get the famous Carradale thread going again! :lol: :lol:

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Tue Jul 02, 2019 9:56 pm
by Bochan Mor
It’s needing some oatmeal to dip the herring in. I wonder if there’s any at the shop at the hall?

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Tue Jul 02, 2019 10:30 pm
by Ship called Dignity
Bochan Mor wrote:It’s needing some oatmeal to dip the herring in. I wonder if there’s any at the shop at the hall?


Oatmeal or Herring? :D

The legendary Bochan Mor - where have you been? :D

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Wed Jul 03, 2019 11:24 am
by Bochan Mor
Ach Dignity, I slipped off a green stepping stone crossing the burn and was in wild pain, reminded me of the time Mrs Bochan came off her bike at the cattle grid. My laptop ended up in the river and I was under the care of Dr Snoddy until very recently.

I’m back up and running now (Well limping), so hopefully I can keep myself on my feet!

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Thu Jul 04, 2019 8:15 pm
by Bitter End
Aye - ' green steppin stone ' ma erse , faur faur tae much o thon Scowder Broth ye were sinkin doon at the Bear Rock as tho ther wis nae tomorow an then skippin up the side o the burn as tho ye were on the White Heather Club wi yer auld pals . Aye yer shenanagans wir seen richt enough - - an the stramash as ye wint through Waterfit wis jist a pure disgrace. Steppin Stanes ? Ye wir pirouette'n oan tap o the breakwaater thinkin ye wis the leed in yon Swan Lake ! - - - till ye couped - - Puir puir Snoddy haein tae listen tae yer haverin an drivlin gibberish . Tis a ful 1/2 stone o oatmeal yer needing spooned intae ye dry ; tae soak up the slavers !

Re: Carradale

PostPosted: Sun Dec 12, 2021 10:36 pm
by Bochan Mor
Ach Bitter End, you don't seem to be able to get a decent pin head oatmeal these days. It was always much better boiling the starch out of the brochan for hours before rattling it down your thrapple with the cream from the top of the milk.

Scouders are now viewed by the press as alien creatures that somehow swim up and attack the odd doag on the beach and we have a couple of generations passed through the wee school who never saw burning in the water and the only scales to be seen are in the bathroom and generally testing the springs to their limit!

I dare say since the herring took off that there is less demand for the Piper's oatmeal, and anyway, how many folk would even know what to do with a bucket of herring these days? Oatmeal now comes in plastic cartons waiting to froth up and spill all over the mircowave and sweetened to suit a platoon of redcoats! Maybe there's still a stash of the good stuff in the back of the bakehouse??

The same goes for the gallons of vinegar that used to go into potting the silver darlings all around the village.

Damn all but wristlet watches and mobile phones these days and very few knives and mending needles!!