Having lived there , I would say there were hard times which bred a tougher type of folk, some supposedly "hard", but I do remember quite vividly that we left the key in the door without fear of burglary,,and youre neighbours looked out for each other, we had bugger all but had much more in being unafraid to play out without all the fears we face today, there would be someone looking out for you, that is something that kids nowadays are missing out on,,Oh and I have other foties where we dont look so well clothed.....or shod...
Possibly the Royal Castle on the corner of Ivy Street, one of there rooms was set up as a buffs meeting room, seem to remember it when i use to play snooker in that pub of a dinner time during the early 60s with a crowd of mates from work {Lairds}
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Hi Birket, that sounds very interesting, will look forward to having a chat soon as my work load gets a little lighter, do you have the isbn number for your book ill look for a copy and be very interested in reading it many thanks.
Hi jimbob, I know he went to that pub along with may others,lol, there were so many in the area, seem to remember waiting on the steps asking if he was in there to other customers, when mum wanted him for dinner time,,cant remember if he always came when called. but looked forward to the glass of pop and bag of crisps, with a blue wrapper of salt in them....when he did..... Oh and the coppers from his pocket he would let us have....
