Unlike the Carluke Community site, I was not aware of this site’s existence until recently and would love to make contact with any of your contributors that may know me.
I was born in 1942 and spent from three until leaving Carluke in 1961 at 30 Brown Street.
My father was Alec (Sanny) Hamilton, the joiner and latterly housing inspector, and mother Jessie Robb Russell. I went to both the 'wee' school and High School before going on to Wishaw High.
My Grandfather on Dad's side apparently had a cycle and gunsmith’s shop somewhere before I was born but I remember him having lots of shotguns in his shed in Clyde Street. When he died my Grandmother married Mr. Safely, who had the jeweller’s in the High Street, before moving out to a new bungalow at the junction of Clyde Street and Kirk Road.
His shop/house was bought by my Uncle Willie Russell who had a son Jim and daughter Maureen.
Once again before I was born, my Grandfather on my mother's side had a coal merchant’s and buses based at his garage at the junction of Stewart Street and Hozier Street. Apparently it got burnt down and he did not have any insurance.
My mother used to say that he was offered a partnership in what became the SMT but turned it down. Whenever we passed RB Dick's home at Kirkton Bank she said that is where we should have been living.
As a lad, the Co-op had their stables/garage at the top of Sandy Road. Mr Ruthven, our neighbour, was the manager and we used to regularly have horses outside the house, just like Millar’s Dairy. Later on Mr Ruthven had a 'travelling shop' which you may remember.
Somewhere there are pictures of the Coronation parade when my Dad built a model of the Royal Yacht which was carried on the back of a CO-OP lorry. Tom Ruthven and myself were dressed as sailors on the back.
As I recall, the start of TV in Carluke was brought forward to cover the funeral of the King.
My Uncle, Andrew Hamilton, when he returned from the war, worked initially for Hinshelwoods, the grocers, driving their old van delivering groceries to the houses from Braidwood down to the Clyde. I often used to ride with him during the school holidays. He received an award from the King for his actions on the North Atlantic convoys during the war.