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big tommy
sad.gif When I was aged 15, nearly 16, I met and fell madly in love with a girl around my age. Her name was Janet D and she came to work beside me in a small workshop in Buchanan Street making lampshades.

She had a very beautiful face, a bit on the chubby side and two inches short of 5 feet tall. She was very conscious of these particular short comingings but I found her very attractive.

Her mother sold flowers and fruit from a stall in Argyle Street.

After a bit of teasing from my workmates I eventuallly found the courage to ask her out. I took her to the Prince's in Gourlay Street in Springburn. We went fot a bag of chips, which I paid for, then I walked her home, all very romantic.

She lived in the Gallowgate in the East side of the City, but she took me up a lane called Little Dovehill to carry on with our "winching". The first few nights I went out with her it was mostly kissing and cuddling, but of course as time progressed from there it became very passionate and extremely intimate. I thought I had found the girl of my dreams and was in seventh heaven.

This went on for about six months, all the way past both our sixteenth birthdays, until one night she suddenly told me we were finished.

Looking back I think that, like a lot of girls, Janet wanted pregnancy and a wedding ring and I would gladly have given her her wish, had it happened.

When I asked her why, she told me that her father had been involved in some crime or other and was now in Barlinnie Prison. To avoid the shame, the family had moved to a house on the the South Side, I think it was called Portland Street. I went out with her one more time but she said we must finish.

I was devastated as only a near 16 year old can be. My heart was broken and I ran home in tears, all the way from the South Side right back the to Cowcaddens where my mother met me with all the old cliches like "Don't worry son, there are plenty more fish in the sea". But I could not be consoled. It was nearly a month before I asked another girl out.

I heard some time later that Janet had died in childbirth aged just 17. So she got her wish for pregnancy, but what a price to pay. I don't think it was mine or she would have contacted me. NO!! It couldn't have been mine . Could it?

I swore after Janet no other girl would ever break my heart and none ever did until I lost my Jean.

Tommy




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big tommy
wub.gif When I was aged 15, nearly 16, I met and fell madly in love with a girl around my age. Her name was Janet D and she came to work beside me in a small workshop in Buchanan Street making lampshades.

She had a very beautiful face, a bit on the chubby side and two inches short of 5 feet tall. She was very conscious of these particular short comingings but I found her very attractive.

Her mother sold flowers and fruit from a stall in Argyle Street.

After a bit of teasing from my workmates I eventuallly found the courage to ask her out. I took her to the Prince's in Gourlay Street in Springburn where we saw 'State Fair ',with Dana Andrews and Jeanne Craine . Afterwords. we went fot a bag of chips, which I paid for, then I walked her home, all very romantic.

She lived in the Gallowgate in the East side of the City, but she showed me up a lane called Little Dovehill .where we could do a bit of our "winching". The first few nights I went out with her it was mostly kissing and cuddling, but of course as time progressed from there it became very passionate and extremely intimate.

I thought I had found the girl of my dreams and was in seventh heaven.

This went on for about six months, all the way past both our sixteenth birthdays, until one night she suddenly told me we were finished.

Looking back I think that, like a lot of girls, Janet wanted pregnancy and a wedding ring and and a wee house ,. I would gladly have given her her wish, had it happened.

When I asked her why, she told me that her father had been involved in some crime or other and was now in Barlinnie Prison. To avoid the shame, the family had moved to a house on the the South Side, I think it was called Portland Street. I went out with her one more time but she said we must finish.

I was devastated as only a near 16 year old can be. My heart was broken and I ran home in tears, all the way from the South Side right back the to Cowcaddens where my mother met me with all the old cliches like "Don't worry son, there are plenty more fish in the sea". But I could not be consoled. It was nearly a month before I asked another girl out.

I heard some time later that Janet had died in childbirth aged just 17. So she got her wish for pregnancy, but what a price to pay. I don't think it was mine or she would have contacted me. SURELY .NO!! It couldn't have been mine . Could it?

I swore after Janet no other girl would ever break my heart and none ever did until I lost my Jean.

Tommy
cathie213
Thank-you for sharing Tommy,so sad for the girl, but I dont think any of us forget our first loves,and the heartache it brings, but we have to remember the joy too wub.gif
ElaineMcFarlane
Hi Tommy

That scenario sounds very familiar, and i'm sure its not just for me.

You really are a big romantic at heart, love your anecdotes, keep them coming.

Elaine wub.gif
big tommy
Dear Elaine
I was a sucker for the ladies .but always a gentleman .
Tommy
big tommy
Dear Elaine
Still am in fact .
Tommy
Glasgow Girl
Wow Tommy...was so engrossed and enjoying your post i didn't see the tragedy coming!

I am full of questions, none of which i can ask here. However, well...gobsmacked and at a loss for words, which is not like me at all!

Just here and yours was the first post i read! Feel like i should go and watch a Doris Day movie now!

GG
jakka13
Welcome Glasgow Girl,lots of good stuff on these boards to enjoy . Try a visit to Betty 2 always a welcome there ,mind you'll have to take your turn of the stairs.Jakka13
boots
Hiu Glasgow girl, welcome to the boards.Betty's room is a good place to visit like jakka said, you can put your feet up, have a wee cuppa and just relax. Betty leaves the key hanging on a long string inside the letterbox so if nobody's there just fish the key out, open the door an go in. Be sure to put the kettle on 'cause someone else is sure to drop in. Betty's out a lot the days riding around on her motor bike but even she might come by. Maybe you would enjoy coming on our cruise over the rainbow. Just go to the rainbow thread nd pick up your ticket. Will see you there.
Tori G
Awwe that was lovely Big Tommy, how sad, am sure she would have loved to have read this,....ye never know,..ye never know???

That will be very impressionable to Glasgow Girl for her first time on here annawe,..Welcome to the boards,..enjoy enjoy,..tommy's got lots of storys on here.....good on you tommy,

Ps are you going to the Horseshoe bar,..davvyab44 needs some male company.. (and more female company Glasgow Girl, you'll fit right in and what about you Carmella?)
.,,he'll need it. ha ha,...then maybe you can conjure up some story about that.
carmella
Tommy, that was lovely and sad at the same time, and after all those years I bet you have often wondered - but you'll never know and that's probably how it is meant toi be.

Thank you for telling us about your first love - the first love is something we just never forget.
big tommy
Dear gGasgow Girl
Never bew afraid to ask questions on these boards .
Tommy
elkhnd
Tommy:

Can't compete with your story, but I'll add the name Cindi Johnson to the list of women who broke men's hearts. She was a very dear friend, and probably so much so that we never did manage to find a way to fit romance into it all. We both talked of leaving town once school was over....I did, she didn't.

I've moved on, but I think until the end of my days certain songs, sights, and smells will make me recall her look and smile.
Agnes & Robert
Hi Big Tommy, I've came across you in other topics, you are certainly an interesting person as I have mentioned in my other comments, I think it was in Cafes & Restaurants that you were a tenor and won a contest at the Empress(Ah the Empress Tommy great memories ) If you can remember the cafe on the corner of Trossachs St. across from the Blythswood it was owned by Bert Cocozza, my sister used to go with Bert during the war or just after the war did you know that Mario Lanza and Bert were cousins I don't know what year it was but didn't Mario play the Glasgow Empire that,s when I found out I used to try and be a tenor my favourites were Nessun Dorma,Paggliacci, and Dark Lochnigar I hope that you get this All the Best
glasgow lass
Agnes and Robert, The cafe that you speak of is mentioned many times in the book Night Song Of The Last Tram also the Cacozza family. I myself have some memories of the old cinama the Blythswood and remember ma big sister taking me to see the Thirteen Ghosts, but aha fell asleep during the movie>>> so she says tongue.gif cool.gif
wellfield
When I was drafted,I'd been in a few weeks and got a "Dear John"--ah thought it wis a mistake' cause that wisnie ma name!
glasgow lass
I hated getting chucked, but I hated having to do the chucking bit to a guy just as much , one time I wanted to split up wae this guy as he was begining to get too serious I could tell because all he ever wanted to do was babysit for his sisters weans on a Sat night rolleyes.gif and never go out. I wasn't interested in babysitting on a Sat night rolleyes.gif anyway I asked my mother to do it for me and she almost had a fit, made me tell him myself oh whit a riddy we both had especially me.
lindamac
Ocht that 1st love is always the killer I recal my 1st love but we were always so darned friendly we never made it to the boyfriend girlfriend stage.There was this one time, I bumped into him after we left school,well I was trembling & awe wastit when he said to me why did we never get to go on a date Linda? I said ocht ahm guessing we were too pally ,he laughed & said to me would you like to meet me tomorow night for drinks & we can give it a go? yeah I said in great delight trembling & dizzy at the same time, However as the song says "UNTILL HE KISSED ME "OMG He kissed me goodnight & I truly decided there n then Nah ahm no gaun tae meet uhm the morra his kiss was so slobbery wet I felt I'd been attacked by a school of fish EEK!!!!! so I gave my 1st love my 1st ever Dissy laugh.gif

I too hated to chuck people lass but usualy had to do it as for some reason or another the guys didney seem tae want tae chuck me . wanna my fellas [the guy I dated & thought I loved before I met Neil]was actualy two timing me rether than chuck me .I was livid & poured a pint oer his heid telling him your dumped ! we were in the pub where i knew he was going to be[his best pal telt me as he was dating my pal at the time]All of his mates left the pub with me & 2 of his pals hit on me that night Oh what a night! laugh.gif
penny dainty
My first love was a guy called Davie , we were an on off relationship for a few years.He left Glasgow and moved to Shetland , well his sister and I went up to visit him and I decided I was going back to live there one day , which I did, not because of Davie , he was well and truly hooked by someone else by this time and is still married to her to this day , they have 3 children and 5 grandchildren.I only mention it as he was instrumental in the path my life took.We are still in touch with each other and I am still friends with his sister too.
wellfield
QUOTE (penny dainty @ 14th Dec 2008, 11:33pm) *
My first love was a guy called Davie , we were an on off relationship for a few years.He left Glasgow and moved to Shetland , well his sister and I went up to visit him and I decided I was going back to live there one day , which I did, not because of Davie , he was well and truly hooked by someone else by this time and is still married to her to this day , they have 3 children and 5 grandchildren.I only mention it as he was instrumental in the path my life took.We are still in touch with each other and I am still friends with his sister too.
Aye' but just think penny dainty,ye could've had a wee pony!
Harrymc
QUOTE (wellfield @ 14th Dec 2008, 09:17pm) *
When I was drafted,I'd been in a few weeks and got a "Dear John"--ah thought it wis a mistake' cause that wisnie ma name!

Just caught this story by Tommie and the various comments.It's nice to know that I'm not abnormal still remembering the girl I left behind 50 years ago.Although happily married for close on 40 years now and with a wonderful family including 3 grandchildren certain songs and places still get me wondering what might have been.Don't feel so guilty about these thoughts after reading these posts.Thanks Tommie.
BTW Take no notice of Wellfield.He's a jester.
wellfield
Hey Harrymc you just mind it,ah know where you live---but its still nice to see you onboard good friend!
penny dainty
QUOTE (wellfield @ 16th Dec 2008, 06:37am) *
Aye' but just think penny dainty,ye could've had a wee pony!

Well welli I gave birth to three wee Shetlanders, my son being the heaviest at 9lb 14 oz , so he was my wee pony laugh.gif
wellfield
QUOTE (penny dainty @ 16th Dec 2008, 10:36pm) *
Well welli I gave birth to three wee Shetlanders, my son being the heaviest at 9lb 14 oz , so he was my wee pony laugh.gif
Bless your heart!
tombro
My first broken heart was an absolutely stunning redhead called Diane.

We both lived at 17 Airgold Drive in 'the Drum' and we were both ten years old when I left there, to emigrate to Australia, at the end of 1960.

I often wonder why I still have this 'hard' spot for redheads !

Tombro wub.gif
Harrymc
QUOTE (wellfield @ 16th Dec 2008, 12:44am) *
Hey Harrymc you just mind it,ah know where you live---but its still nice to see you onboard good friend!

Wellie my friend - I know ye've retired but do you spend ALL your time on the 'pooter??
Best,
Harry
glasgow lass
Thats funny penny, the wee'ist love of ma life wieghted at 6lb 5oz ,scronny wee terrier so he was would roll up intae a wee ball so couldn't find him in his big crib. wub.gif
wellfield
QUOTE (Harrymc @ 17th Dec 2008, 06:12am) *
Wellie my friend - I know ye've retired but do you spend ALL your time on the 'pooter??
Best,
Harry
Aye' Harry,that makes two of us,but its only this last year that I showed any interest in the computer,and I am now fascinated by it,and love to discuss the "old country" with the good residents of this fine site and others(I think am oan mair sites than the auld night watchies)and if you're reffering to my red rimmed eyes,my blood clots from sitting too long at this screen,the 20 pound weight gain,the wife and weans no talking tae me,the piles o' photies and clippings that surround me----Och' it's a doddle!---ahl jist away noo tae do some gardening,trim the bushes,clean the pool,go to the gym,wash the windies,put up the Christmas lights and decorations,go shopping wi the wife,take out the trash,write Christmas cards,talk to the family on the phone,practise ma guitar,go dancing wi the wife 2 or 3 times a month,oh' aye' and driving 150 miles round trip to see the Grandson every week,ah even found time last weekend to put on a garage sale,and ahve almost finished that book on "How to climb a mountain"and the other one "Time on my Hands"
Harrymc
QUOTE (wellfield @ 17th Dec 2008, 07:28pm) *
Aye' Harry,that makes two of us,but its only this last year that I showed any interest in the computer,and I am now fascinated by it,and love to discuss the "old country" with the good residents of this fine site and others(I think am oan mair sites than the auld night watchies)and if you're reffering to my red rimmed eyes,my blood clots from sitting too long at this screen,the 20 pound weight gain,the wife and weans no talking tae me,the piles o' photies and clippings that surround me----Och' it's a doddle!---ahl jist away noo tae do some gardening,trim the bushes,clean the pool,go to the gym,wash the windies,put up the Christmas lights and decorations,go shopping wi the wife,take out the trash,write Christmas cards,talk to the family on the phone,practise ma guitar,go dancing wi the wife 2 or 3 times a month,oh' aye' and driving 150 miles round trip to see the Grandson every week,ah even found time last weekend to put on a garage sale,and ahve almost finished that book on "How to climb a mountain"and the other one "Time on my Hands"

Fascinating stuff.especially a' the items you listed that Pat takes care of.lol.I've only scanned this site occasionally since I joined in May and I noticed you put up half o' thon photie o' ma maw and da wi' oor Davie in his Peter Pan coat.It's amazing what this internet leads to.
I noticed you and siccar put up some smashing Christmas pics of your abodes after I put ma wee home made card on the other site.We only have a wee hoose an' nae garden(thank God) as land is at a premium over here.We're comfy and content though and I'm only 3 minutes from the local club and five minutes from the prom on the southern side of the Mersey.Of all the places in England for a Scot to land up in I reckon the big man wis lookin' after me when he guided me to Merseyside.
Have a great Christmas with the family and wee Cash.
My youngest daughter is spending Christmas with us and we've got her wee fella Hugo (9 months) here to join the two granddaughters who live locally.I'm lookin' forward to it.They all laugh at me when I get my Jim Reeves,Andy Williams and Slim Whitman records oot at this time of year.
Who cares.
Cheers,
Harry
Heather
I sent my best friend to tell the guy I had been going out with on and off for two years I had another boyfriend. I married the other boyfriend. laugh.gif

Pat, the first boyfriend, was a bit fickle anyway.
Isobel
I think its only normal to think of certain people and wonder what if. I often hear songs and I remember these special people.
Harrymc
QUOTE (Isobel @ 18th Dec 2008, 04:31am) *
I think its only normal to think of certain people and wonder what if. I often hear songs and I remember these special people.


Thanks for that it's comforting to be told I'm normal.
Seems so many of you landed in Canada including my lost love.I was going there myself but decided to try it in England first in case of homesickness.The result is I never got any further.Hoping one day I might get to visit though.
tamhickey
Uncle Tommy! You little/big tinker you! Good to see you here and writing such prose that affected you. I think every generation has the belief of young love, and I'm sure Shakespeare noticed the "winchers" of that age just as much as now. I mean, he wrote a couple of decent plays about the condition, didn't he?

I, too, shall always revere the memory of my first "serious" girlfriend, but the Lady to whom I'm now married will one day give me a heart attack, as my heart always skips a beat when I'm with her.

But then, I also remember the days of youth and falling in and out of love as quickly as your eyes were able to discern yet another good looking girl.

Yes, my heart was broken too; on a couple of occasions, the worst being my first wife's adultery and subsequent divorce, but life is for living and you have to get past the worst things life has to throw at you, and I was so fortunate to meet the wonderful wife I am with now.

We have been together around 9 years, we've struggled in many ways and we have helped each other through the worst, and have loved and enjoyed every moment, good or bad.

We are now setting up a Videography company called Deja Vu videos to capture the best memories people will ever have, like weddings, Christenings, parties and the like.

Someday, I shall also commit to this screen the wonderful feelings you showed here, but in the interim, let me just say how much you are admired as my uncle, let alone your writing ability.

Great to see you Uncle Tommy, I hope to hear from you later.
All the best

Tam Hickey
albaforever
My first love, Ian Kirke, was from Govan and worked as a draughtsman at the shipyards. We were not together long but I was sure it would be forever. Well, one night we went to visit a pal of his who was not long married. The wife proudly showed me her dress and talked me into trying it on. I did so as I didnae want to hurt her feelings.(It didnae suit me at aw) She persuaded me to show Ian. Well needless to say, I got dumped that very night.....LOL (Dating 101.......never put on the dress 'till he's put on the ring....LOL)
Actually, I was devastated but at 18 life goes on. I have no idea where he is now.
auchenshuggle
probably kicking himself up the bahooky, feeling ferr scunnered thinking whit he gied up, still his loss eh? rolleyes.gif
TeeHeeHee
I once fell ass over thrupenny bit ... sorry, head over heels ... in a big way for a girl who eventually followed me to Israel where guy tried to blow us all away one night. She said to me "You bring me, a German, to Israel so a Jew can shoot me?"
If that aint grounds for givin' a guy the boot then nothing is.
Still, I wouldn't have met Mary otherwise biggrin.gif tongue.gif
enrique
Hi Tommy i enjoyed your story, and although it had a very sad ending , i just heard about a friend who when we were in our teens fancied one of the local girls and she fancied him , but because of the old west of scotland catholic protestant nonesense they were never to get together, both married and had long happy marriages , then both there partners died , and when they were in there late sixties they by chance met again and true to the romantic story they moved in together and are at last having the happiness they had hoped for all those years ago smile.gif
albaforever
QUOTE (auchenshuggle @ 6th Jan 2010, 09:02pm) *
probably kicking himself up the bahooky, feeling ferr scunnered thinking whit he gied up, still his loss eh? rolleyes.gif


sure was...thank you
auchenshuggle
YOU`RE WELCOME ALBA`, IT`S NO JIST ANYBODY THAT CAN DATE A GGer.
WE`RE SPECIAL Y`KNOW, NO AW PAN LOAFIE OR THAT, JIST GOT A WEE BIT MERR FINESSE, AN AW THE BETTER FUR IT AS FOR AS I`M CONCERNED.

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Jupiter
"First Girl I Loved" a song written by Robin Williamson and performed by the Incredible String Band is for me the real lost love song.Ive listened to it since the 60s and can empathise over his loss of the girl with the long red hair.I still think of a red haired girl from Glasgow and wonder where she is now.
Rabbit


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"First Girl I Loved" a song written by Robin Williamson and performed by the Incredible String Band


Beatiful song.

So what would you do if you met the first girl (or guy) again? After, let me think, 40 YEARS!

(And yes, This is aimed at someone who who is trying to find her.)
TeeHeeHee
Well, never have sex with an Ex is a good rule of thumb, but after 40 years?
Why? Did nothing happen during that 40 years? rolleyes.gif
(Didn't Moses spend 40 years in the desert?) tongue.gif
auchenshuggle
aye but he probably hud a camel. laugh.gif
albaforever
If neither party is married then go for it. If married walk away.
marydee
This thread brought back to me memories I thought were long buried and forgotten and if I'm truthful memories that have kinda upset me. I had a boyfriend when I was 17-18 nothing heavy we hung around in a crowd and then Jim walked me home. We fell out over something stupid I took a right huff and wouldn't speak to him then he lost his job couldn't get another one so he went to try his luck with his sister in Canada. Before he went we sort of made up and we kept in touch and then his mother and father, their younger children and his elder brother went to Canada also. We wrote long letters every other day until one day, while I was at work in a local shop, his mother's pal came in to tell me Jim had been killed at work. Although I married a great guy, have two smashing kids and have had a decent life the thinking of Jim this week has made me almost as sad as I was that day over 40 years ago. Daft or what?
albaforever
no I don't think it's daft but a natural part of life and a grieving process that can kick in many many years later even though there may have been little or no thoughts of it for years. Loss whether it be by parting or death stays with us and I believe helps to make us the person we become. So don't feel bad, it's a perfectly normal reaction to reliving memories.
ilookedup
I can't think of many things spookier than some ex crawling out of a hole after 40 years. Having said that, it would be good to know that she (or he ) is doing well. And it's always good to know that you are remembered.

ps "first girl" is a classic.
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