You know Russell, I hadn't heard anybody mention Kilbarchan for years until I came across your goodself at RootsChat the other night then, lo and behold, I'm checking out my groceries at Tesco this morning (Waltham Abbey, Essex) and the checkout lady tells me she's from there too! Her family's name's Whyte, btw, with a "y."
1968 eh? I ken what you mean though, takes a while (maybe a generation or two) in some places to get established. I don't remember much about it because I worked at Grants (of Standfast & Glenfiddich fame) in Paisley and worked/drank long hours in the Blends dept. there. Had a friend/workmate who stayed in Johnstone so we drank there mostly, besides I remember one of the Kilbarchan pubs had minging beer -Ushers, if memory serves. A next door neighbour worked in the car factory at Linwood and all I can remember of him is his legs forever sticking out from under the new Hillman Imp he bought with a staff discount!
While drying out a few years back at Bexley in Kent, one of the group was a bloke in his early fifties who was brought up in the Bridge of Weir Homes. We kept in touch and I went to his (second) wedding a few months later. He stayed dry for a couple of years and through the Sally Army traced his brothers and sisters in Scotland that he hadn't seen since they were bairns. It all fell apart (predictably) when he went to visit them individually around Hogmany one year. He never managed to hack it after that and I went to his funeral at Tunbridge Wells just a couple of months ago. I know some of the older lassies from Aberlour Orphanage went to Quarriers village to work back in the fifties, but the home at Aberlour closed in the late sixties and the residents were scattered far and wide, ending a lot of close friendships, they having no base to return to.
Aye, I think we Scots are by nature a dour lot. A drink counsellor told me it was down to religion, specifically Calvanism, but I never studied the subject. Maybe we just like a wee greet, which seems fair enough to me. Oh aye, she also said that the Celtic races are particularly prone to alcohol addiction. I'm sure she had something good to say about us too but I wasn't sober enough to grasp it at the time. I did write one or two humorous tales too, but I'm sure you're right overall.
I'm kept busy on the domestic front these days but when I get some free time I'll pop back and maybe also have a look at TalkingScot which I've bookmarked. Thanks for the blether which I've enjoyed.
All the best.
Ed
PS. I know someone who's maiden name was Raeside.