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Kathleen2

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« Reply #30 on: March 16, 2008, 06:07:42 PM »
Sandy Row WAS a soap opera. Just ordinary people going about their daily lives but always on the edge of some kind of drama. Small houses, big families, poor wages, close neighbours etc. I have more fond memories than not. Moorsy is doing a great job at recalling some of it.
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« Reply #31 on: March 16, 2008, 06:20:43 PM »
KATHLEEN, Did you know Jean Houston from Rowland st. by any chance ?
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« Reply #32 on: March 16, 2008, 06:29:17 PM »
No I don't recall a Jean Houston. I used to chum about with a girl called June Nellins who lived in Rowland Street and she had a brother called Steven. They lived at the very top of Rowland Street in a brick house, not a whitewashed one. I can remember my mother taking me to visit her friend May Millar who lived there and she had a very large family, ten children or something like that living in one of those little houses. My mother always called her by the affectionate name of " Wee May."
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« Reply #33 on: March 16, 2008, 07:06:03 PM »
KATHLEEN, Jean lived in #71 three brothers John, Sammy, and Billy, also a younger sister,name unknown who would be about 42 now.
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« Reply #34 on: March 16, 2008, 07:13:48 PM »
No I'm sorry moorsy I don't know them. The names don't even ring a bell.
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« Reply #35 on: March 16, 2008, 07:21:05 PM »
KATHLEEN,  Ah, these lost loves are hard to find :-[ :(
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« Reply #36 on: March 16, 2008, 07:30:28 PM »
Was Jean a girlfriend at one time moorsy ?
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« Reply #37 on: March 16, 2008, 08:09:38 PM »
KATHLEEN,  Love of my life.
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« Reply #38 on: March 16, 2008, 08:26:37 PM »
Moorsy Jean has now got your Email addy!

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« Reply #39 on: March 16, 2008, 09:13:40 PM »
HARRY, Thanks a million, Take to you soon buddy.
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« Reply #40 on: March 18, 2008, 10:19:28 PM »
   Easter time we went to the coast
   salty air and fish & chips
   99,s an ice cream sliders
   T.T. races on the monday
   Point to points on a sunday
   Sneak in the trains at Portrush station
   Betterin the sand dunes for a sleep
   Duke the guards till 1 o,clack
   til they punch the time clacks an go away home
   Hang around the jukebox at the arcades
   Shirelles and Motown were all the rage
   chat up the girls and hope to click
   find a spot thats dark and get a cuddle
   Jean an Eva are watchin the clack
   their B&B closes at 12 o,clack
   Big Sids workin at the Metropole
   steals us grub an a battle of Mundies
   give yourself a lick at the lavies
   dont stink to bad for the next wee lassie
   Tuesday night its back on the train
   bummin an blowin on the way hame
   
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« Reply #41 on: March 19, 2008, 04:48:06 PM »
 Who,s that wandering by ould man Dover,s
 ouch, its Sammy Seaweed that comin over
 half a brain is all he,s got left
 since the cattle ran him over
 happened at Easter one fine day
 Sammy got tossed and down he lay
 cattle goin to market ran away
 on the embankment that fateful morn
 and poor sammy ,s got a different life to-day.

 Sammy seaweed McClory.    1940-1982.

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« Reply #42 on: March 19, 2008, 05:23:08 PM »
 Eva likes your poem Moorsy ;D ;D

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« Reply #43 on: March 19, 2008, 05:27:50 PM »
Well I like Eva :-* Which one did she like,the one about Portrush????.
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« Reply #44 on: March 19, 2008, 05:39:08 PM »
We were talking one day of the Shankill,
About schooldays and when times were hard,
Jawboxes,coalholes and sculleries,
Every year you whitewashed the yard.

Mutton dummies and sleeves on blankets
Bath tubs and front of the fire
Guiders and swinging on lamp posts
Bikes you could take out for hire.

Everyone remembered their wireless
and oilcloth on every floor
you didn't lock up when you went to bed
There was no key for the big front door.

You went to "Wee Joe's" to see pictures
We all played football in the street
If you went for a day to the seaside
That was a special treat

Yet we all agreed on one question
That we enjoyed those days long ago
When we never went far from the Shankill
And our spirits were never low.

So you see although we're all scattered
It's not hard to understand
You can take the man away from the Shankill
But not the Shankill away from the man

    ALBERT HASLETT.