dougiedanger

Oh aye, forgot that! Fair play to everyone who worked there.

Did you go inside much IHE? I went in a few times as a kid and was always terrified. Loved playing up there on the golf course and other facilities, but the inside always seemed very grim.

Used to have the Tennents' Sixes there ah think, was there early 80s. Gey slidey like.

Road out to Loch Ness?

Look how people used to get dressed up to travel, even on a bus. No stained joggers or ropey thongs with tats on full display back then.

Thistle's pitch was easily the best in town, Telford Street and Grant Street were Hampden-like bogs by comparison. I wonder how much that land would be worth now? Probably would not get much change out of half a million for one of those houses now.

Forres?

Gordy heaven.

Funny how you can see in some of these faces of yesteryear features that remind you of people you have known yourself.

I have a couple of 80s ties, the light blue one as sported by the blazers circa 80-86, and the centenary one, in dark blue. Both crackers.

Looks like Tarbert when it was a throbbing metropolis.

Hardy wummin no giving a sh*t, oot with a thin coat and wee headscarf on.

May not have been the captain, but some sort of officer, and certainly not any of the names mentioned above, will refrain from posting the name.

He would be a cut above.

I think that may be ringing a vague bell. Which company and roughly how long ago? 5th, mid 70s.

I mind our BB captain was in the papers for fraud, kind of went against the principles drilled into us.

Always thought it had to do with the Holy Trinity, being a church and all! Though I think I recall their BBs were called the 6th/7th. So, how come all (or a lot of) the rough families and undesirables ended up down the Ferry, and how has it changed over the years?

Has anyone ever written a history of the Ferry, how particularly families came to be housed there, where they came from, etc? I remember reading an old Trinity Church pamphlet that my granny had, on the history of the church, which was before the old Ferry Church I believe, anyway there was a derogatory quotation in it from some report or article in the late 19th century saying how the parishioners were a rough bunch from that part of town and many spoke only or mainly Gaelic. Hard to believe we had a bilingual town not so long ago, and interesting to hear the "educated" types' scorn for the Gaelic-speaking masses.

In other news, the Allied Carpets End may not have always been called that either.

RIP Ivor.

That was the refrain of all the Mas of Sneck as their bairns drove them wild "You'll send me up the Craig!"

Would Roshie not be listed as H. Fraser??

I met him this morning. He's still going strong, there's still that hint of a combover - and you will be pleased to learn that he was wearing a "Yes - Still" badge. Sorry Mantis - I realised I'd made a typo I needed to edit. Good to hear, Denoon was strict but a very good English teacher. And obviously a cool guy given his badge.

High School memories would be a bit more tasty I would say...

Denoon was still teaching when I was at school, is he still on the go? Had a combover of epic proportions.