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Angels with Dirty Faces

Whilst on the subject of anecdotes, Campbell (sonsdiary – see Silly old Bloggers) responded to my posting about things you no longer see. He recounts that the shipyards were a place you could buy anything.

In the 80’s in my DJ’ing days, I worked in some nice places in Glasgow and did some voice-overs for adverts on Radio Clyde and the like. The less glamorous side of the job was doing work in some pubs in Drumchapel (a suburb of Glasgow not best known for its genteel culture). Some of these could even be described as the less salubrious pubs in Drumchapel. You get the picture.

One particular establishment was like a supermarket. No sooner would you get the gear set up and the music playing than someone would be offering you CD’s for £1 each, Menswear- top labels from £2, cigarettes, bacon, coffee, etc.

One night I was unloading the van whilst Mrs Bigrab kept watch on the equipment (speakers were sometimes stolen and held for £10 ransom – I kid you not). A wee boy, aged no more than five with an angelic face was tootling about the area and looked up at Sue in the van. “Hello what’s your name?” she said. “Tommy” said the wee boy. “It’s quite late for you to be out – does your mummy know where you are?” “Aye” says the wee fella “Wan’t tae buy some dark broon mascara?” “Eh no thanks” “Whit aboot make up? Ah’ve got loads!” boasted this wee smout.

He’s probably got his own shop now. At least he’ll be aware of the security issues.


Rogue Parcel

Tom Morton always does a great show on Radio Scotland in the afternoon. In between the music he’ll introduce a theme or three for discussion amongst listeners. With today’s communication mediums including text, email, Facebook etc. Tom is never short of listeners’ contributions.

One of the subjects yesterday was labelling of parcels and I noticed the following contribution from former Lennox Herald editor Bill Heaney on Tom’s Facebook which I thought was brilliant. He reminisces about some of the strange things that used to be taken as parcels on the trains:

“I remember once a great stushie that was caused when someone sent a greyhound to a man in Balloch. The dog had a label round its neck, of course, giving the name of the person to whom it was being delivered. It was in the days of the old steam trains and all the parcels were kept in the guard’s van. As you will remember, the guard had to jump out at each station, see the passengers on and then wave the train off when everyone was safely aboard. The Glasgow to Balloch train stopped at Renton, the guard got out and the greyhound spotted the opportunity and nipped out at his back and then sped off down the platform. The story goes that it was pursued by the guard, who was shouting: “Stop that dug, it’s a parcel!”

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Great Quote

This is one I can remember my old grandpa coming out with:

There is so much good in the worst of us and so much bad in the best of us,’ that it ill behooves any one of us to talk about the rest of us.’

I’ve searched for the source and there seems to be a difference of opinion on whether it was Robert Louis Stevenson or Edward Wallis Hoch, a 19th century newspaper owner and Governor of Kanas, or indeed any one of a few others who first said it.