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Rabbie Posted 14th Jan 2012, 06:11pm
  So, so many wee gems hidden around the place GG has to be the luckiest midden aroond. Yon's a lovely wee poem.

Here is a slighty slightly different version that can be sung to a simple refrain, 'member we used to dea that as weans.

Where is the cludgie, that cosy wee cell ,
The string frae the cistern, I remember it well,
Where I sat wi’ a candle and studied the mags,
A win fur the ‘Hoops, a defeat fur the Gers.

Where is the tramcar that once did a ton
Doon the Great Western Rd on the auld Yoker run ...
The conductress aye knew how to deal wi’ the nyaff,
“If yer gaun, weal get oan, if yer no’, jist get aff “.

I think o’ the days o’ my tenement hame,
We’ve got fancy hooses noo, but they’re no’ the same.
I’ll swap your gisunders, flyovers and jams,
For a tanner return on the old Partick trams.

Gone is the Glasgow that I used to know,
Big Wullie, wee Shooie, the steamie, the Co.,
The stupid wee bauchle, the glaikit big dreep,
The baw’s up the slates, an’ yer gas at a peep.

Where is the Glasgow where I used to stay,
With white Wally closes done up with white clay,
Where ye knew every neighbour from first floor to third
And to keep your door shut was considered absurd.

Where are the weans that once played in the street,
Wi’ a jorrie, a peerie, a gird wi’ a cleek.
Can they still cadge a hurl, or drap aff a dyke,
Play hunch-cuddy-hunch. Kick-the-can an’ the like.

Where is the wee shop where a’ used tae buy
A quarter o’ tatties, a tuppenny pie,
A bag o’ broke biscuits, a wee sodie scone,
And the wummin aye asked “How’s yer maw gettin’ on?”

Where’s the tally’s that I knew so well,
The wee corner shoppie where they used to sell
Hot pies, a McCallum, an' chips in a poke,
Ye Kent they were tally’s the minute they spoke.

On a cauld winter’s night when we sat roon the fire,
Each telt a story, not one was a liar.
Then in the morning, no lang efter dawn .
Ye got handed a parcel and sent tae the pawn .

Those days were so rosy, but money was tight,
The wages hauf feenished by Seterday night.
But still we came through it and weathered the ruts,
The reason is simple – our parents had guts.

Just to gie ya a wee starter....

angel Posted 17th Sep 2011, 11:02pm
  [quote name='thebardau' date='27th Sep 2003, 07:35am' post='6839']
"Oh memories that bless and burn" - line from "The Rosary", a lovely song of yesteryear.

Anne from Oz posted a lovely poem on "Thoughts of Home" - her personal feelings, & you'll find it here
I replied commenting on her lovely words. And it started me thinking about my own past memories. In my case, alas, these memories are limited to Glasgow alone. Maybe that's my problem, or maybe I'm just twisted. Margaret P. also posted some memories of Glasgow here -
[this URL looks suss, the topic's "My Glasgow" in General Chit Chat]
and that's a well-known poem, very evocative of the "old" Glasgow.
Times WERE hard & our parents did their best for us & we're grateful to them for their worthwhile struggles. I'm not denying that for a minute.
But the Glasgow I personally remember was far less rosy. I posted this before - and here again, in all its glory, I give you -

Farewell to Glasgow

Oh, where is the Glasgow Ah used tae know?
The tenement buildings that let in the snow
Through the cracks in the plaster the cauld wind did blow
An' the waater we washed in wis fifty below
We read by the gaslight, we had nae TV,
Hot porridge for breakfast, cauld porridge for tea
Some weans had rickets an' some had TB

Aye, How the neebers complained if we played wi' a baw,
Or hunch-cuddy-hunch against somebody's waw,
It we played kick-the-can we'd tae watch for the law,
And the polis made sure we did sweet bugger aw

And we huddled thegither tae keep waarm in bed,
We had nae sheets or blankets, jist auld coats instead,
An' a big balaclava tae cover wur head,
And 'Goad, but it's cauld' wiz the only prayer said

Noo there's some say that tenement living wiz swell.
That's the wally-close toffs who had doors wi' a bell,
Two rooms an' a kitchen an' a bathroom as well.
While the rest o' us lived in a single-end hell

So wipe aff that smile when yi talk o' the days.
Ye lived in the Gorbals or Bridgeton ways.
Remember the rats an' the mice ye wance chased.
For tenement living wiz a bliddy disgrace.

These are MY memories, though things started to improve just before we left. I can confirm this poem with depressing true stories from my childhood, but enough's enough - & I was far less deprived than some of my school mates & that's no lie.

So are we somewhat in denial re "the days that never were"? Should we be ashamed of the bitter truths? Or should we not also recognise & celebrate the harsh realities & the strength of the human spirit in overcoming these? .

I have just read this poem for the first time , which I think is wonderful , so I post it again .
However I do wonder if that strength of the human spirit still exists in today Glaswegian .

RonD Posted 16th Jan 2006, 09:58pm
  Here's a book I really enjoyed. It's written by jean Faley, an expat from Springburn.
leeninaus Posted 16th Jan 2006, 05:07pm
  Going through the GG site & topics I clicked on this because I thought it would interest me! MY GOD, how I have been away so long!! What I wouldn't give right now to have The Bard's intellect & knowhow! What a wonderful woman she was!

Oh, how I miss her & the likes of her that kept the GG site going in yesteryear! ( no disrespect to the new members) She proved that Glaswegians were way ahead in intellect & humour comparable to any place on earth!
david lowson Posted 2nd Dec 2003, 01:54am
  how about this for a joke yesterday the New Zealand goverment spent 3 million dollars on a shin dig for the Harry Potter fans, is that not immoral, and the people are the ones who forked out the money.
jimmyd Posted 29th Nov 2003, 06:04am
  Aye an the same to you pet,my Vodka is gonnae get a leatherin noo!!!Any body want wan. biggrin.gif Lch' Lomond!!!!
Catherine Posted 29th Nov 2003, 02:59am
  Reading here is so humbling in so many ways. Most of ye know I was born in a different era....the sixties.... big deal laugh.gif , but ye no what I mean. I'd just like to say you are all exceptional human beings, your posts are heartfelt and full of dignity, regardless the memories and circumstances. They say pride comes before a fall....but I believe there's good pride and bad pride. No one here is in for a fall. I've had wonderful conversations over the last few years with pals here, been given insights {this topic for instance} that otherwise I would have surely missed.
You lot are a perfect example of "thinkin outside the box" before thinkin outside the box wis the "buzz" word. In your own way you all made it happen and continue to do so.
So..since ma bars been open fur a few hoors noo.{zip it}...La every one of you!!
Melody Posted 28th Nov 2003, 07:19pm
  An excellent point you make there Jimmy, teachers were very like that in the past, some still are or at least pretend to be 'above' the children in their care. Maybe well meaning right enough just misguided.
joan Posted 28th Nov 2003, 03:25pm
  Hi Guys
I to remember the Tenement where we lived in Shawbridge St
The outside loo that my poor Mum was always cleaning for fear we may catch something
But we never went without I can still taste my Mum`s Stew and homemade Mince and Onion pies
Everyone was in the same Boat and although my Dad worked hard money was always tight
But we were happier then than now Now its I want it yesterday Society
People never locked there Doors and there were always someone there to lend a helping hand when needed
Today People dont even know there Neighbours
( I find that very Sad )
And yes Ian I agree with you
Best wishes
Joan wub.gif
jimmyd Posted 28th Nov 2003, 12:17pm
  The one thing Ed, about the disadvantaged children these days,is that there are many people working to,give them every opportunity to succeed.Some unfortunately fall through the net ,or have obstructionist parents,who do not accept the offers made to assist them.I have worked with many dedicated teachers, and social workers,and can assure you, a lot of the kids have been able to reach their potential.This is mainly due to these professionals, coming from working class backgrounds now.Forty years ago,they came mainly from priviliged backgrounds,and as such ,where so out of touch with the childrens enviromental,situation.They just could not empathise,with them.Well meaning,but not very real.
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