My Grandmother lived her entire life in the Gorbels , my mother left the Gorbels during the Second World War to work in London , met and married my father . When I was five years old I spent a summer with my Grandmother , I lived in the close playing with the local children who would throw stones up to my Grandmothers window and shouting out , hey misses are the posh Wayne’s coming out today ? . A summer in the fifties that I will never forget. My great Grandmother escaped starvation in Ireland and established a laundry service for the wealthy , apparently a tiny women who made good from her own hard work , loosing a leg in her eighties after her foot was crushed by a tram but , went on to live into her nineties . I would have loved to have known her . Ma wee Irish granny who went from starvation to small time successful business women , who couldn’t read or write !
I came from Florence Street in the Gorbals in Glasgow in the Sixties, we then moved to the new houses in Hutcheston Town Court until I got Married then I managed to get a house in Norfolk Court and stayed there for 9yrs and then bought a house in Cardonald, but I'll always be a Gorbals Guy. 😎🇬🇧👍
I was born and brought up in the Gorbals. We didn't have much but we were happy. The neighbours were very kind and everyone helped each other. This is brilliant stuff!
my great grandmother had a hairdressers in the gorbals around this time I can never find anything about her but it's wonderful to see what she might have seen in the area at that time makes me feel connected to her somehow. thanks for sharing!
The area known as Hutchesons' Town emanates from Hutchesons' School in Crown Street where it used to be. I was pupil until the final year before it moved to Pollockshields. Nearby in Gorbals Street my father ran a Kosher butchers business.
In the early 1960’s the BBC sent a film crew to make a documentary about Glasgow gangs. They couldn’t find any gang members willing to be filmed, so they got a few schoolboys from Allan Glen’s Grammar school to run shouting & waving across some wasteland. My brother was one 😂
My gorbals memory is falling out a landing window in Kidson street I still have the scars I was very lucky as I landed on mud in the back court just missing railings I was young at the time when this happened I ended up in Florence street clinic for stitches old gorbals was great
The Gorbals was only made famous by a couple of daft books about razor gangs and was not the most dangerous part of Glasgow when I grew up there, born in 1948, Toonhied, as there were other, not so famous areas like Blackhill that were much more dangerous and full of ''hard men''.
@@lubolubo-kk1hs : The Gorbals only became famous because of the Razor Gang Books written about the area, and it was nowhere near the worse area of Glesga. It became know as a Catholic area,mainly Irish folks who didnt like the Protestants any more than the Proddies liked them.
@@Harvey077: Cowcaddens was a dump and Maryhill had a gang called the Maryhill Fleet lead by a nutcase called Ramy Rodden who always wore a long Camel Haired Coat. Not a nice place. I left in 1966.
@@Harvey077 I lived in Cowcaddens till 1967. As a child it was a great place to grow up. We had a massive area to cover and lots of adventures. There are loads of photos of Cowcaddens at this time on the Virtual Mitchell. Well worth a look
My Grandmother lived her entire life in the Gorbels , my mother left the Gorbels during the Second World War to work in London , met and married my father . When I was five years old I spent a summer with my Grandmother , I lived in the close playing with the local children who would throw stones up to my Grandmothers window and shouting out , hey misses are the posh Wayne’s coming out today ? . A summer in the fifties that I will never forget. My great Grandmother escaped starvation in Ireland and established a laundry service for the wealthy , apparently a tiny women who made good from her own hard work , loosing a leg in her eighties after her foot was crushed by a tram but , went on to live into her nineties . I would have loved to have known her . Ma wee Irish granny who went from starvation to small time successful business women , who couldn’t read or write !
Weans..children...I'm Scottish living in Au..when I took my son back on holiday to Scotland he was confused why the kids were all called Wayne 😂😂😂
I came from Florence Street in the Gorbals in Glasgow in the Sixties, we then moved to the new houses in Hutcheston Town Court until I got Married then I managed to get a house in Norfolk Court and stayed there for 9yrs and then bought a house in Cardonald, but I'll always be a Gorbals Guy. 😎🇬🇧👍
My Grandparents lived in the Gorbals.We had an infamous family member Gentleman Johnny Raminsky.
johnny was a safe cracker
I was born and brought up in the Gorbals. We didn't have much but we were happy. The neighbours were very kind and everyone helped each other. This is brilliant stuff!
bitter sweet /happy days in the best ever neighbourhood .now people get traumatized if there is no cream for their coffee
my great grandmother had a hairdressers in the gorbals around this time I can never find anything about her but it's wonderful to see what she might have seen in the area at that time makes me feel connected to her somehow. thanks for sharing!
The area known as Hutchesons' Town emanates from Hutchesons' School in Crown Street where it used to be. I was pupil until the final year before it moved to Pollockshields. Nearby in Gorbals Street my father ran a Kosher butchers business.
To Gerald Lucas did your parents live at 77 Thistle St
In the early 1960’s the BBC sent a film crew to make a documentary about Glasgow gangs. They couldn’t find any gang members willing to be filmed, so they got a few schoolboys from Allan Glen’s Grammar school to run shouting & waving across some wasteland. My brother was one 😂
I saw my grandmother’s Block called Norfolk court, now demolished! Been there many times , very interesting, I haven’t been to Glasgow since 1984
Thank you for these memories of walking these streets to visit my uncle. It gars me greet.
Thanks for sharing I enjoyed watching. Imagine Govanhill being a more affluent area.. Changed times.
I remember going to the steemie with my mother and crannie when I was very young.
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Great film by Alex Read The reeal gorbals story next 👍
My gorbals memory is falling out a landing window in Kidson street I still have the scars I was very lucky as I landed on mud in the back court just missing railings I was young at the time when this happened I ended up in Florence street clinic for stitches old gorbals was great
Great memory William thanks for sharing
Kidson st is where my dad grew up.
that tenement is refurbished and new flats inside i never thought id see the day that it was ever going to be restored at laurieston gorbals street
Excellent
Was up in glasgow the other day my oh my i was shocked at how all of it is now finally gone
Just came across this. I was raised in 188 Eglinton St facing the Bedford picture house.
1:26 Greek Thompson church, corner of Cumberland street & Cathcart Road (or near there)?
Good video with good commentary. I would've said it was brilliant if it weren't for the embarrassing 'poetry, included at regular interludes.
My family came from thistle Street did I miss it mentioned
my mum was born in the gorbals 1954
3 peebles street💙
Could you tell me the artist and song in the introduction? Ta
Sorry I can find any details of who was singing the intro song. I will see what I can find out and let you know
Could it be young Michael Marra from Dundee, not familiar with the song
The Gorbals was only made famous by a couple of daft books about razor gangs and was not the most dangerous part of Glasgow when I grew up there, born in 1948, Toonhied, as there were other, not so famous areas like Blackhill that were much more dangerous and full of ''hard men''.
Gorbals was famous long before razor gangs sadly it was famous for its immigration and how badly they got treated by local prods
@@lubolubo-kk1hs : The Gorbals only became famous because of the Razor Gang Books written about the area, and it was nowhere near the worse area of Glesga.
It became know as a Catholic area,mainly Irish folks who didnt like the Protestants any more than the Proddies liked them.
What was the cowcaddens like in the 60s? My dad grew up there and my mum in Maryhill before they moved to Greater London in there late teens
@@Harvey077: Cowcaddens was a dump and Maryhill had a gang called the Maryhill Fleet lead by a nutcase called Ramy Rodden who always wore a long Camel Haired Coat. Not a nice place. I left in 1966.
@@Harvey077 I lived in Cowcaddens till 1967. As a child it was a great place to grow up. We had a massive area to cover and lots of adventures. There are loads of photos of Cowcaddens at this time on the Virtual Mitchell. Well worth a look
Drop the AWFUL background Musack !!
Sorry James unfortunately I didn’t put this together.