QUOTE (DavidT @ 20th Oct 2012, 07:09am)
Hello Rab, that's a fantastic piece of writing. I recognise the characters immediately as being a wee boy from Govan I'm used to hearing yardtalk. I must admit I have never set foot in a shipyard. I can see the tops of the cranes at Faifield's (now BAE Systems) right now from my front window. It's a sight I personally love, but is sadly threatened these days.
I think I recognise the actual place as there used to be a Seven Seas pub in Clydebank. So Brown's yard it would be. Sadly gone. The new Clydebank College stands in the grounds now. All that's left of that yard is the Titan crane which seems to be a bit of a curiosity. It's used for charity zipslides and abseils. At least it's still standing. It's like a huge monument to itself.
I'm amazed that this wee poem has re-surfaced after all these years lying there!
Yes David, it surely is a fine piece of work. As a wee boy fae Renfrew I lived in the shadow and sounds of Simons-Lobnitz yards. Although I never worked in the yards, I heard all about them from my Dad (a Crane-man) and my best pal (a fitter). Mainly stories about apprentice tricks, ghastly injuries, jokes, fights etc but the Glasgow humour shone through all the time as it does in this poem, in its form as in its content.