WHITE VAN Man

The Oban Times - - News - Ge­orge Berry

THIS week I want to look back at my younger days but be­fore I do I will fo­cus on 2017.

These days we all seem to com­mu­ni­cate by mo­bile phone and on­line. Gone are the days when peo­ple sent hand-writ­ten let­ters. When fam­i­lies sit down at the din­ner ta­ble, the young peo­ple are still tex­ting then, meal fin­ished, dis­ap­pear to their rooms to spend time on their com­put­ers or gam­ing de­vices.

I thank God that when I was young there was no such things as mo­bile phones, com­put­ers or gam­ing ma­chines.

At the age of 12, three of us from the white city (Glen­cruit­ten) joined Oban Ju­nior Pipe Band. We were Davy MacAdam, who is now in Amer­ica, and Colin For­grieve, who is now in Dunoon, and me.

I spent fan­tas­tic years with the band, which I will never for­get. We were all great mates who spent nights hav­ing a laugh and play­ing games like hide and seek.

I would go round to Dal­in­tart Drive to the For­grieve home where we played var­i­ous in­stru­ments and where great ceilidhs took place with the oc­ca­sional ap­pear­ance of Cathie Gem­mell giv­ing us a song. Then there was the ty­ing door han­dles to­gether and run­ning away. Bril­liant times.

I re­mem­ber the three- day fog in Oban. We were all fed up but out of it the Oban Misty Evening Pipe Band was formed. Davy, Colin and I were joined by piper Don­nie Files. We grabbed some metal bin lids and played some great snare ef­fects at the top of the golf course.

The neigh­bours in Glen- cruit­ten Drive whooped and clapped, though Archie Gilchrist, a sergeant in the Ar­gyll­shire Con­stab­u­lary, was not amused.

There was the weekly dance with Oban’s own Crys­tal Heaven mo­bile disco and the high­light of the week was play­ing post­man’s knock in Dun­beg Vil­lage Hall.

Those times are long gone but they were happy days with self­made en­ter­tain­ment. If only we could turn back the clock.

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