Games

Girls Game Only

Mike the game was just called stot the ball against the wall but only girls were allowed to play!
 
Submitted by Lynda Kay (Campbell)Submitted by Mike Mochan

Street Game

I am trying to remember the name of the street game where you put a ball inside a woman's nylon stocking and hit it against the wall, above your head and between your legs? Anybody know?

Submitted by Mike Mochan

Housies

Arbroath RoadAs a little girl I lived in Morgan Street. I would play in the Ritz Picture House doorway with my doll Maureen at (housies). Also Cardean Street with a ball in old stockings “under leggy” or throw the ball jump over it saying boys or girls names in the alphabet. Doll in pram walk to Baxter’s Park. Sit on steps in front of pavilion with Maureen (housies) again. Great imagination! Not like today kids all computers and phone games.

Submitted by Eileen Hay (nee Raitt)

Remembering!

I was brought up by my grannie Alice and No 41 in the 50s happy days at St Mary's Forebank. Stannergate with a bucket for wilks, plundering apples and pears, the wee pool at the sweeming, hired trunks, fishing for floonders at the docks, sky larks singing on the law, chicky nelly, doos eggs at the hoose o doos, climbing the three waas, Blaikies and the forest for birds eggs, the green hills sliding in the winter. The Plaza, Vic, Rex, minors of the ABC, kissy catchie, Jonny and the gun, kick the can.

Submitted by Tommy Purvey

Magdalen Green

I was born and brought up in Bellefield Avenue and to me and my generation both here and on Magdalen Green this was to be our playground. Read more......

Submitted by Thomas Shepherd

Belmont Camp

At holiday times we would go on day trips with our parents on a train to Arbroath or Edinburgh. Sometimes we would go on the Fifies to visit our cousins in Tayport. We would spend all day there and come back on the last Fifie at night. Read more......

Submitted by Maureen M

Dryburgh Days

Born in the DRI in 1964 and living in a flat in the newly developed Dryburgh Gardens where I spent a great childhood, playing in the lifts and needing a stick to reach the fourth floor where I lived. Getting chased from the adults as we walked along walls and played football on top of the garages (what were we thinking). Read more......

Submitted by Billy (Wullie) Young

Beechie

16 Dronley Avenue, Beechie was the home of the Hunties. Beechie was the best of places with lots of very large families (Wilkies at 10 as were the Glancies). I know we are very selective with our memories but the 'return to school' street parties, the mums and dads playing in the street wi' the bairns. The McPhails at the bottom of the close with Bella running the tattie squads. All great memories. The 'People's Journal' once had a headline 'How can a place look so beautiful and harbour so many criminals'. Read more......

Submitted by Billy Hunt

Found Memories from Down Under

I was born in Maryfield Hospital in 1952 and stayed in Mid Craigie until I was 3 before moving to Douglas in 1955. I went to Balerno Primary School, then the Stobie. Read more......

Submitted by Bert Hunt

Derby Street

I was born in a single end in Derby Street and lived there for 16 years. I lived at the Byron Street end and it was Law View Place. The Hill Street end before houses were built was a Darbie Manor. So we always referred to Derby sounding the E which in English is pronounced Darby. The whole street was eventually renamed Derby Street. But I would like it to be spelt correctly in Scots Darbie Street once the multis are gone. Read more......

Submitted by Anonymous
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