Jean and I

Jean and I

Saturday, May 20, 2017

No.8

Is this our very own Coat of Arms?

When we began the task of researching our family history, we had a lot of help from other folk, including quite a few who lived abroad, who had already gathered information about the Jaaps.

Among those people there was a correspondent from Germany who told us about the Coat of Arms. He had read about it in a local newspaper in 1931. He believed that red signifies love, blue means loyalty and gold is faith. He suggested that the twelve segments could represent the twelve apostles, the mitre meaning holy power and the breastplate worldly power.

He mentioned that he intended to visit "the heraldic place" in Berlin to find out more, but that was the last we heard from him. Of course there are many examples of these things which are not authentic; they are actually family crests and ours is probably one of those.


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PLANES, TRAINS AND AUTOMOBILES

In the early 1930s it was a rare occurrence to see an aeroplane flying over. If one did appear, we children would stop our games, gaze up to the sky and chant “An airy-plane, an airy-plane!”

A few years later we had the opportunity to see planes in the air and on the ground, when Sir Alan Cobham’s Air Display came to a field just outside our town. What excitement! There were stunt pilots performing all sorts of clever manoeuvres, including looping the loop, the falling leaf, sweeping down to pick up a cloth from the ground, and some brave airmen doing a wing-walk. I envied the lucky children who went up in a plane that day.

But my turn came later. We were on holiday at Prestwick where small aircraft were making short flights from the sands. I expect I pestered my father into taking me up. I’m not sure if he enjoyed the experience - my mother watching from the promenade certainly didn’t. Needless to say, I was thrilled!

Our pilot was a young girl, Winnie Drinkwater.  Not so long ago, I was surprised to learn that she had later become famous in aviation circles. She died in 1996 and The Herald (Glasgow), announcing her death, reported that in 1930 she had become the youngest aircraft pilot in the world and that she was the first woman to fly the Glasgow to London service. The plane shown here is similar to the one we flew in; room for two passengers sitting together and the pilot in a separate cockpit behind.



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In those days travelling by train was always exciting for children. Many folk who worked in Glasgow used the railway rather than buses, and there was a frequent service from our town.

When we went on holiday it was by train. A few days before we set off, a railway lorry would call to collect our luggage, usually a big hamper, and, when we arrived at our destination, our hamper would be there waiting for us at our digs.

There was a downside to rail travel however. Smoke and soot from the engine could penetrate the carriages and you could arrive at your destination with a dirty face!



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In those far-off days there was very little motor traffic in our town. Most vans and lorries were horse-driven and there were very few cars.

Car engines had to be started by means of a handle inserted into the radiator grill. On each side of the vehicle, stretching between the front and the back wheels, was the “running board” which you stepped on when boarding and alighting. There were no indicators and the driver had to use certain hand signals through an open window to show his intentions. And of course there was the horn which produced that honking sound!

I presume car brakes weren’t all that reliable, for I often saw cars parked on an incline, with a brick placed in front of the nearside front wheel.

This is a picture of a 1915 Vauxhall. You’ll notice the spare wheel at the driver’s side.



Taxis were rarely seen. I imagine they were used only for weddings and funerals and I’m pretty sure that on such occasions most people would walk.

There were fire engines of course. I don’t remember seeing police cars, though there was the "Black Maria", a big black vehicle that took you off to jail if you misbehaved. And there was another vehicle from which we children hid - the dreaded “fever van," - a common sight in the 1930s when the infectious disease scarlet fever was rife.

As time went on the number of vehicles using the streets continued to rise, it became clear that certain “rules of the road” would be needed.

So it was that in 1931 the government issued a booklet which detailed instructions and regulations for road traffic. The illustrations it contained are rather amusing and here are a few from that very first edition of THE HIGHWAY CODE.




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A Skeleton in our Cupboard?

I can't remember the source of the the following story, but it was checked and found to be true. In 1775 a Mrs Japp (sic) was a well-known proprietor of a certain type of establishment in Edinburgh. It was in that year that the “Ranger’s Impartial List of the Ladies of Pleasure” was published, compiled by James Tytler, the editor of the second edition of the Encyclopaedia Britannica. The book which included a pull-out map gave names and addresses, and Mrs Japp’s place seems to have been highly recommended. (If you've £43.49 to spare, the book can be obtained from Amazon)

Apparently Edinburgh had around 100 such houses at that time and by the 19th century that figure had doubled.

As far as we know, none of our ancestors lived in the Edinburgh area, but if there is a link to our Jaaps, we can always say that she was a Jaap by marriage!!!

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GALLERY

My Parents


This photo of my father was probably taken in 1914  
when he joined the Argyll and Sutherland Highlanders

This is likely to have been taken around that time. 
My mother is on the left with a friend

Probably 1923 the year before they married

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Finally, I just had to include this.


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THE NEXT UPDATE WILL BE ON SATURDAY 3rd JUNE

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Saturday, May 6, 2017

No.7

What does this remind you of?

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I've already shown this photo elsewhere in the scrapblog. It's where we lived in Regent Square. The terrace, along with many other properties in that part of Lenzie, was based on designs by the architect Alexander "Greek" Thomson (1817-1875). A photograph of part of the terrace was used by the Scottish Field in an article about Thomson by the broadcaster and writer Maurice Lindsay. 

When we first took occupancy there, we didn't have a good start with one of our neighbours. It was Jean who met the husband, a retired Army major and Conservative Party agent who complained that my piano-playing was upsetting his wife. (No funny remarks, please.) In fact they turned out to be quite nice folk and our family continued with the music - piano, organ, guitars, recorders, viola, clarinet and bassoon!!!

Our neighbour on the other side was Thelma Barlow the actress who played Mavis Riley in the TV soap “Coronation Street.” She was very pleasant and on one occasion when Jean locked herself out Mavis came to the rescue by supplying a ladder and a friend to climb in an upstairs window. 

When we moved in 1983, the new occupants to our house were the Breslin family. At that time the mother was a local librarian but much later she became known as the award-winning author of teenage and children's fiction Theresa Breslin.

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Jean and I were married in 1954. Our first house was a 3-apartment in Loch Road, Kirkintilloch. Ten minutes walk in the direction of Lenzie led to Woodilee Hospital, better known locally as “the asylum”.


We found that quite a few of our friends from outwith the district had reservations about living so near such an institution. Of course I had always been used to seeing patients out walking and knew that the more serious cases were kept locked up.

One of the patients I knew quite well. Peter King was a very good dulcimer player and appeared regularly as a solo artiste at local entertainments. The dulcimer is a stringed instrument belonging to the zither family. The strings are struck with two handheld hammers.


Peter kept a little notebook in which he recorded every tune he could play plus every one of his engagements since the 1920s. His big moment of fame came when he performed on a early STV show hosted by Bill Tennant. It was said that Peter could have been discharged from the hospital any time, but his family wouldn’t agree to “sign him out”. 

Some of the patients just appeared to be eccentric. There was one man who seemed to be very wealthy for he possessed an astonishing range of expensive suits; sometimes he appeared in full highland dress, sometimes in cowboy attire. I remember that he used to visit the small shop near us and buy a large number of loaves to feed the birds, (though I may be getting him confused with another patient.)

Built in 1875 the Woodilee grew to be a very big place (in 1930 it had 1250 beds) with its own successful farm. When the hospital staff held their annual dance in the ballroom, there was always a tremendous rush by the general public to obtain tickets. I often played at functions there, and for a couple of years provided the music for the staff’s pantomime in the Town Hall.

As time went on there were big changes in mental health with more and more patients able to live in the community. So the Woodilee gradually treated fewer people until it finally closed in 2001. 

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The “Total TV Guide” magazine publishes letters from viewers, and the following, which appeared in the 14th-20th March issue in 2009, was the Prize Letter of the week -

“Being a dog, I don’t watch much TV. However, I loved Five’s Mr and Mrs Wolf. I’m a basenji, a breed dating back to 3,000 BC, and I really respect my wolf ancestors. I also admire Shaun and Helen for their courage in getting up close and personal with those wonderful beasts. I’m not able to bark, but I was able to howl along with them. I hope we get an update soon.”

The sender was Kindu Kodi Sonovason (plain Cody to the rest of the pack) of Macduff in Aberdeenshire, and the Editor had added “Cody’s owner Lesley Farrell has asked for the £50 prize to go to Bark (sic) a charity that re-homes dogs.”

Yes, that was Lesley our youngest daughter who was a great lover of horses and dogs, and especially basenjis.

Cody always claimed a comfy chair

I suspect that Lesley wrote the following -


CODY’S MANTRA

If I like it, it’s mine.
If it’s in my mouth it’s mine.
If I played with it EVER, it’s mine.
If I can take it from you, it’s mine.
If it’s mine, it can never be yours.
Even if it looks like yours, it’s mine.
If you’ve had it, put it down, it’s mine.
If I chew it, all the bits are mine.
If it was yours, get over it
Because once it’s broken, IT’S YOURS!

After Lesley's death, Cody was re-homed by the charity mentioned above. BARRK is the Banff and Aberdeenshire Rescue and Rehoming Kennels organisation  barrk.co.uk

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I expect everyone recognised the silhouette of Mickey Mouse's head.

He was created by the Walt Disney studio in 1928 as a replacement for Oswald the Lucky Rabbit. The original choice of name for the character was Mortimer Mouse, but Walt's wife persuaded him to change it to Mickey Mouse. One piece of information astonished me - 45,000 drawings were involved in producing a six and a half minute cartoon!!!

A good many years ago, United Artists proudly announced to America that nationwide there would be a special school holiday to celebrate Mickey Mouse's birthday. 


But there was a catch - in that particular year October 1st was a Saturday. The rotters!
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GALLERY


Lesley, Margaret and Fiona - ice cream in the garden

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Fiona, Lesley and Margaret - Jean's graduation 1968

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Fiona and Margaret with Lesley at her wedding to her first husband Derek Firth 18/9/1982

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At Lesley's house in Macduff

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THE NEXT POST No.8 WILL BE ON SATURDAY 20th MAY

A new blog
THE POETRY OF THOMAS HARDY
is now online

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