Mem­o­ries from days gone by

Strathearn Herald - - HERALD VIEWS -

Dear Ed­i­tor, Speak­ing to an old lady in Ram­say Street, on the right hand side, she said the open Burn of Al­li­gan ran past her front door where she re­called women with long wash­ing boards, on which they knelt and did their wash­ing.

Many years past and work­man un­cov­ered, lower down the street op­po­site the Pre­to­ria, a whole treetrunk hol­lowed or burnt in­side.

These would have served as pipes to carry the wa­ter over at West High Street.

The years marched on and my boss called me up to his of­fice and led me into the board­room.

He laid out on the mas­sive ta­ble, the ti­tle deeds for the prop­erty op­po­site -now called the Kukri Res­tau­rant.

He drew my at­ten­tion to an en­try in the deeds giv­ing the owner fish­ing rights. Pe­ri­od­i­cally, the cel­lar be­neath the prop­erty flooded. When I was a mes­sage boy, in Miller’s the gro­cer’s, Com­rie Street, which also flooded, one of my du­ties was to op­er­ate a hand pump - but Mrs Miller had no idea of the quan­tity un­der­neath. I was 10-years-old. I heard much later that an elec­tric pump had been in­stalled. Billy, Tay Place

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