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My ain backyaird

Hamilton St looking to Chapel St

I used to live on Hamilton Street.  It's changed a lot now and the memories are a bit hazy. For one thing, the end of the road is blocked so traffic cannot get onto Lanark Rd directly. When I was a child I was forbidden to venture beyond Mr Pellings grocery store at the foot of Hamilton street. That was a grand place to enter. He used to have a mountain of bright yellow butter on the table and produced as much as was required using wooden butter pats and wrapped it in greaseproof paper. He had a bacon slicer and a selection of gammon and I think roast beef, and loose tea.

St John's Church
Mr Pellings Shop

This was as far up
and down the street
as I was allowed to
venture when I was
a six-year old.

The grocery is a
veterinary practice
The old smithy building stood here

Directly across from my home was a busy smithy. Watching horses beeing shod is a truly interesting process, since every horse has different size feet !   Now we go to a shoe shop and try on an 8 or an 8½ wide or narrow. When the horse comes in, the farrier takes off the old shoe and might need to take one of his stock and make it wider or narrower by heating and hammering it to fit. (see next story)  Of course this means a lad sees big BIG animals, the furnace and the metalwork all in one place. I spent many hours watching and the horses seemed quite happy about it all.

The TV Shop in the fifties
In 1953 the world changed in the UK when Queen Elizabeth was crowned and the public were able to buy television sets to watch the event being broadcast. In those days the set had a nine inch wide black and white 405 line display in a wooden cabinet and there were about ten or more valves or vacuum tubes to do the electronics. The set used to take about three minutes to warm up and the picture would zig-zag and lose its vertical hold, so manual controls poked out the front or back, so that "Dad" could meddle with the set. Unfortunately we were just three doors up from the shop and I have been told that more than once I dragged Mr Adams to our living room where my embarassed parents said "its OK now its warmed up."  Mr Adams was very good natured and took it all in his days work.

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