Goldenacre
About two miles to the north
of the centre of Edinburgh
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Recollections
1.
Donny Coutts
East Lothian,
Scotland |
Thank you to Donny Coutts who wrote: |
Growing up in Goldenacre
"I
was brought up in Goldenacre and lived
there until 1974 when my parents moved to
Grierson in the Boswalls.
My parents lived in Royston
Terrace, oddly enough not
very near Royston. Most
of us in that street went to Wardie Primary school
and thence on to Trinity or Broughton secondaries.
My old man used to go to Spiers’
Bar with the dog in tow, and the Saturday
shopping was done over at St. Cuthbert’s store on the cusp of Ferry Road
and South Trinity Road where a branch of RBS now stands.
The old boy also had an account
with Juner’s Garage and would wash his van out
round the back whilst I’d get to sit in the old Austin Healeys that sat
round there." |
Milk Round
"During
my early 'teens I, too, had a milk round: mine
was doing the Bangholms and parts of South Trinity Road.
St. Cuthbert’s by this time (1973) had been subsumed into
Leith Provident.
You
were always worried about getting the last barrow if you were slightly
late for your round. There was always one
that was near to being condemned, due to rotten
wood or wobbly wheels.
There was always one guy
(Alastair?) who got up ridiculously early just to get the best barrow and
he had the nerve to chap on your door on the way back if you hadn’t yet
showed up for your shift!
So off you’d go on winter
mornings with your red flashing lamp hanging from the arm of
the barrow. I
used to bang the front end of the barrow on the street as I came into the
quiet side roads off Clark Road, a practice I smartly stopped after the
top crate came off one day and smashed most of the milk bottles onto the
street!
You would get Christmas tips off
people on your round and occasionally spy young girls gazing at you from
their upstairs bedroom windows." |
Guising and
Bonfires
"We
would go ‘guising’ round the flats on Halloween and venture down to
Trinity and Newhaven for the bonfires that would be lit down there on Guy
Fawkes’ Night, complete with spuds and neeps which we rolled into the
ashes to cook after liberating them from gardens and allotments on the
way." |
Shops
"Next
to Spiers’ was Trinity Taxis, which wasn’t a taxi office by the time I
started going into it. It was, by then, a small convenience shop from
which my old man would buy his 20 Woodbine and a pie for the dog after
leaving the bar and heading home.
Around the corner on Inverleith
Row were bakers and butchers and barbers who butchered your hair.
Further down, near the bus stop, was a
proper sweet shop run by an Italian, Mr Magoni.
You could get just about any sweet in here. We
used to scour the streets looking for empty lemonade bottles to return,
get back the deposit and buy sweets from the Penny Tray!" |
Evenings
"Evenings
were spent in Clark Road park, getting chased by the
'Parkie’ in Heriot’s rugby fields or just
hanging out in Royston Terrace - though
occasionally we ventured down to Warriston Woods on our Chopper bikes to
swing on the long ‘Tarzan’ ropes from which we would sometimes fall and
break limbs.
There was a cub/scout group
behind Clark Road park in the Bangholms which provided a bit of diversion
for a few years. Still, we got fed up or
grew out of it and there were plenty gardens to go ‘appling’ in during the
autumn." |
'The Canter'
"Another
form of potentially hazardous entertainment was 'the
canter’. This involved hanging around Magoni’s shop until one of the older
open-backed buses came along.
If the
conductor wasn’t at the bottom of the stairs, you would jump on and get a
hurl for about fifteen feet or so and you jumped off before the bus got up
to full steam.
Sometimes this jape backfired,as
often as the buses did! If the driver saw
you jump on and hang about, he would usually
accelerate very quickly leaving you no option to jump off and hit the
deck, skinning hands and knees - or else ride on
the bus until it stopped again, usually down at Warriston or even
Canonmills! And that’s a long uphill walk
when you’re a kid!" |
Leaving Goldenacre
"As
time went on, the old, defunct railway lines and their bushes became areas
to explore. We had excitement with the
girls.
Then,
suddenly, my
parents were on the move to Grierson. Grierson was part of my life for 30
years after that but I often think back to the times of innocence spent at
Goldenacre." |
Donny Coutts, East Lothian, Scotland: August 3, 2010 |
Recollections
2.
Allan Dodds
Nottingham,
Nottinghamshire, England |
Thank you to Allan Dodds who wrote: |
Railway
"We used to frequent
the railway line that brought coal from Scotland Street to Granton Gas Works. Wagons would often be parked
alongside Warriston cemetery. They were utilised on summer evenings for
romantic purposes at age fourteen."
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Gang Hut
"Before the Miller's
houses were constructed at the end of Warriston Avenue,
there was an undeveloped area where we dug out a 'gang hut',
some seven feet underground. This was used for
smoking."
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Greenhouses
"In 1957 my parents
purchased a property in Warriston Avenue. Across the road lay a derelict
nursery containing many dozens of greenhouses. Knowing that the site was
about to be developed we spent many a happy evening throwing stones and
bricks through the greenhouse windows until the site was taken over by
Miller Homes."
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Warriston Cemetery
"Warriston cemetery
was frequented for innocent recreational purposes. The 'Red Lady' was
deeply respected.
©
When it was
completely vandalized in the 1970s or 1980s, I
was 'sair affrontit', as were all of the local residents."
|
Allan Dodds, Nottingham,
Nottinghamshire, England: September 15, 2010 |
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Bruce Johnstone
Haddington, East Lothian,
Scotland |
Goldenacre Scout Hall
Thank you to
Bruce Johnstone for writing about the dances that he remembers, held at
the Goldenacre Scout Hall. Please click on this link to read more:
Clubs and Discos
Acknowledgement: Bruce
Johnstone, Haddington, East Lothian, Scotland: November 5, 2010 |
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Bruce Johnstone
Haddington, East Lothian,
Scotland |
Thank you to
Bruce Johnstone for writing again with recollections of deliveries
around the Goldenacre area.
Bruce wrote: |
Paper Rounds
"As a 13 year old,
I was eligible to start a paper round.
In the area of Boswall, Granton
and Goldenacre, there were
opportunities available at:
-
Black's,
Boswall Parkway
-
Duncan's
Post Office on Boswall Drive, Stevens Newsagents in Granton Road
-
Matthew's
at the top of Inverleith Row in Goldenacre.
Some
of my friends who were a few weeks older than me were
already working for Matthew's Newsagents and I
soon got the opportunity at twelve shillings (12/-) a week – in the days
when a Mars Bar cost 4 pennies (4d)*.
I needed the regular Mars Bar as sustenance as I went direct to the shop
from school."
*
That's 36 Mars Bars for 12/-, or
60p in new money! |
Cycling to Goldenacre
"My recall is of
an early morning cycle to the shop from Pilton Crescent following the
unused tram lines in Granton Road and Ferry Road, which were still in
place in 1958, two years after the last tram
had run.
It took almost
taking as long for those rails to be removed
as it is takinglines to be installed in 2011." |
Morning Paper Run
"Our bikes
for the cycle runs were parked outside, often
waiting for the overslept owner to arrive. I
had the morning route of Inverleith Place, Arboretum Road, Kinnear Road
and Wardie Park – big houses that all
impressed me. How could people afford
these houses?"
Edinburgh financiers as owners
of these houses were so nice to me – especially at Christmas. The
housekeeper at one house was so scary, yet every Friday afternoon, I was
invited in for a drink of juice, chocolate biscuits et al.
I recall the 2 large Edinburgh Academy
Boarding Houses and their tennis courts, on
the left in Kinnear Road. I only
had 3 deliveries in this road, and yes, one was at the very end, number
48? Character forming,
was it?
I also recall being asked to knock on the
window of a house in Wardie Park to 'waken'
the gentleman on a Saturday morning. That was the extent of it, but
often there was a sixpence left with Mr Matthews, when he paid his
newspaper account." |
Afternoon Paper Run
"My afternoon run
comprised of 50% of the morning run plus Ferry Road from Spiers Bar to
Warriston Road. Thursdays were the worst afternoons – in those days
there was a Weekly edition of the Scotsman.
A
Weekly Scotsman PLUS The Radio Times – and yes, no one bothered about us
becoming hunchy-backed or deformed with the weight of the bag – all for
12 bob a week! Cycling with this weight
was also a challenge, but traffic was light.
Unlike the morning run I delivered to 2
large houses in Inverleith Place located to the left of what is now the
extended Botanics land. The first was occupied by Ferranti, whose main
Works was at Crewe Toll.
The next door mansion was the residence of
the German Consulate. He gave me a book on the American War of
Independence as a Christmas gift one year. Strange?
I don’t know if the tennis courts are
still there, between the Consulate and the Botanics.
Ferry Road was all quite straightforward,
culminating with a delivery to a wooden-built
'house' in Bangholm
Nurseries, now built over with houses.
I would access it from Ferry Road, just
after crossing the railway line before Warriston Road and cycle through
flowers and vegetables to this insecure
looking house.
In those days, customers were very generous
with Christmas tips, making it all worthwhile." |
Grocery Deliveries
"After two years
or so, I moved on to Watson’s Licensed Grocer in Granton Road.
The pay there was 30 bob per week and I got an
average tips of 10 bob tips a week. That was
for making deliveries on five
afternoons and a Saturday morning. For
younger readers, a bob was a shilling, now 5 pence." |
Bruce Johnstone,
Haddington, East Lothian, Scotland: December 4, 2011 |
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5
Bruce Johnstone
Haddington, East Lothian,
Scotland |
Thank you to
Bruce Johnstone for writing again with recollections of deliveries
around the Goldenacre area.
Bruce wrote: |
Paper Rounds
"As a 13 year old,
I was eligible to start a paper round.
In the area of Boswall, Granton
and Goldenacre, there were
opportunities available at:
-
Black's,
Boswall Parkway
-
Duncan's
Post Office on Boswall Drive, Stevens Newsagents in Granton Road
-
Matthew's
at the top of Inverleith Row in Goldenacre.
Some
of my friends who were a few weeks older than me were
already working for Matthew's Newsagents and I
soon got the opportunity at twelve shillings (12/-) a week – in the days
when a Mars Bar cost 4 pennies (4d)*.
I needed the regular Mars Bar as sustenance as I went direct to the shop
from school."
*
That's 36 Mars Bars for 12/-, or
60p in new money! |
Cycling to Goldenacre
"My recall is of
an early morning cycle to the shop from Pilton Crescent following the
unused tram lines in Granton Road and Ferry Road, which were still in
place in 1958, two years after the last tram
had run.
It took almost
taking as long for those rails to be removed
as it is takinglines to be installed in 2011." |
Morning Paper Run
"Our bikes
for the cycle runs were parked outside, often
waiting for the overslept owner to arrive. I
had the morning route of Inverleith Place, Arboretum Road, Kinnear Road
and Wardie Park – big houses that all
impressed me. How could people afford
these houses?"
Edinburgh financiers as owners
of these houses were so nice to me – especially at Christmas. The
housekeeper at one house was so scary, yet every Friday afternoon, I was
invited in for a drink of juice, chocolate biscuits et al.
I recall the 2 large Edinburgh Academy
Boarding Houses and their tennis courts, on
the left in Kinnear Road. I only
had 3 deliveries in this road, and yes, one was at the very end, number
48? Character forming,
was it?
I also recall being asked to knock on the
window of a house in Wardie Park to 'waken'
the gentleman on a Saturday morning. That was the extent of it, but
often there was a sixpence left with Mr Matthews, when he paid his
newspaper account." |
Afternoon Paper Run
"My afternoon run
comprised of 50% of the morning run plus Ferry Road from Spiers Bar to
Warriston Road. Thursdays were the worst afternoons – in those days
there was a Weekly edition of the Scotsman.
A
Weekly Scotsman PLUS The Radio Times – and yes, no one bothered about us
becoming hunchy-backed or deformed with the weight of the bag – all for
12 bob a week! Cycling with this weight
was also a challenge, but traffic was light.
Unlike the morning run I delivered to 2
large houses in Inverleith Place located to the left of what is now the
extended Botanics land. The first was occupied by Ferranti, whose main
Works was at Crewe Toll.
The next door mansion was the residence of
the German Consulate. He gave me a book on the American War of
Independence as a Christmas gift one year. Strange?
I don’t know if the tennis courts are
still there, between the Consulate and the Botanics.
Ferry Road was all quite straightforward,
culminating with a delivery to a wooden-built
'house' in Bangholm
Nurseries, now built over with houses.
I would access it from Ferry Road, just
after crossing the railway line before Warriston Road and cycle through
flowers and vegetables to this insecure
looking house.
In those days, customers were very generous
with Christmas tips, making it all worthwhile." |
Grocery Deliveries
"After two years
or so, I moved on to Watson’s Licensed Grocer in Granton Road.
The pay there was 30 bob per week and I got an
average tips of 10 bob tips a week. That was
for making deliveries on five
afternoons and a Saturday morning. For
younger readers, a bob was a shilling, now 5 pence." |
Bruce Johnstone,
Haddington, East Lothian, Scotland: December 4, 2011 |
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Ronnie Soutar
Eddleston, Borders, Scotland |
Thank you to Ronnie Soutar who
wrote: |
Paper Rounds
1.
Mr Devoy's Shop
"I was aged
13, in 1957, when I started delivering papers
for the newsagent, Mr Devoy. He had the
shop in Inverleith Gardens where the stamp shop is now.
A 6.30am start for
my normal run took in Inverleith Row and side streets, the Warriston
estate, Inverleith Place and Arboretum Road.
2.
The Co-op
"I made
morning and afternoon deliveries Monday to Saturday, until I found that
the Co-op, along the road,
paid more for mornings and Saturday afternoons.
We had
a dive for the good barrows from the
lock-up in the lane at the side of the shop,
then a queue to have our candle lamps lit
(Yes, a candle in a lamp like an old roadworks lamp) before
getting away on winter mornings.
I delivered to Warriston Road,
until I left school, but I
did not enjoy the delivery to the Crematorium gatehouse.
Spooky!"
Ronnie Soutar, Eddleston, Borders,
Scotland: July 28, 2014 |
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