| Archive for urbanglasgow.co.uk For lovers of Urban Exploration of Glasgow, Scotland, UK |
| Chantypo |
Things you never see anymore in Glasgow.People with rickets.An auld woman throwing a pail of freezing cold water over two "locked" dogs. Bunnets. Street games...Kerby,Kick the can,Chinks,Jorries,Best man's fall etc... Bogies. Middens...especially of the "lucky" variety. Coal bunkers. Windae hingers. Glesga keelies with huge neck lumps A pair of tights with two tennis balls inside hanging from overhead wires. Someone walking down your street shouting "Toffee Appells". Or hawkers in general. Any mair fur any mair? 
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| kev |
Thank fuxxx you dont see anything like that now...although i had forgotten about the tights with the balls...youve taken me back to the seventies... There are enough tossers and enough situations nowadays that the point you have raised could be asked in twenty years from now...main difference {in my opinion} is then...people had fxxx all and access to nothing except family who also usualy also had nowt.. Nowadays ..scuzzballs rule ,shell suits,working aint worth it,drugs ,X factor ,no respect for authority ,political correctness..faint hearted liberals who think they can solve promblems with a fur glove..could rant all night..but wont..will post some new past presents tomorrow...night all | ||||||
| wullie37 |
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| kev |
Meant to say.Was at a Jerry Sadowitz concert in the Kings tonight...Everyone got the ar$e ripped out of them ..superb....that boy does not do PC.. | ||||||
| kev |
No that shocking Willie.. pretty true | ||||||
| wullie37 |
 Long time since I seen "two dugs stuck together" Kev....I must be moving in the wrong social circles!
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| wullie37 |
...and the miserable bar-stewards in Bishopbriggs don't fling out Fcuk all!....that's why you don't get lucky middens out your way!
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| kev |
Sorry W was on a rant about my perception of the things I think are wrong in Society.. will still be the same when Im dead.. The dug thing...agreed.Thank fxxx dugs dont sh*g in the streets any more.or do they ?..cheers | ||||||
| wullie37 |
Another thing you don't see nowadays...people with "half a golf ball" lumps on their foreheads! | ||||||
| kev |
Willie your talking mince..I recently had to throw a 30 year old radiator out after failing to sell it on ebay.....Will be posting some spam valley past presents soon including an advert for a house out here in the sixties ...talk later ma man | ||||||
| wullie37 |
You should have tried the Ad Trader!....You can sell any old shi-ite on there!
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| wee minx |
Re: Things you never see anymore in Glasgow.
Jeezo, I was round during all that My dad did that exact thing to our dog, cold water right over the two of them 
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| Alex Glass |
Rag'n'bone carts
most people throw out their old cloths with other rubbish and it all goes to landfill. marbles played on a stank scrapbooks The ones which girls collected where they placed scraps in a book crossbows made with two pieces of wood and thick elastic bands to fire cloths pegs from (to dangerous now I suppose) |
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| fastnet |
There was a guy in cathkin shouting and selling toffee apples until recently.. | ||||||
| james73 |
Guys walking around the back greens of housing schemes selling whelks...
James H |
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| wee minx |
Aww yes, they were brilliant 
Making wee paper boats and putting themin the water draining down the kerb side. Sliding down the close bannister. Making wee houses from old bricks and rubbish in the back court
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| Chantypo |
Wow Alex I had totally forgotten about "scraps" until you mentioned it.
Cherubs,biblical scenes,cartoon characters et al...Such simple times when kids used their imaginations,got into scrapes and made do with whatever was at hand. Crossbows that fired "claes pegs" as well as hatchets made from a stick and a flattened empty can...dustbin lid shields...even clothes line posts used as lances. Here's one some members may recall...Blow monkeys...Wee plastic monkeys that came with tiny cigarettes...Put one in the monkey's mouth,light it and it would blow smoke rings for hours...Bingo matches too with that unmistakable smell. |
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| wullie37 |
...Getting skint knees from jumping the dykes! (back in the days when "dykes" had a totally different meaning!  )
The sense of achievement the first time you managed to jump "The Deathy", nearly killing yourself in the process! 
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| Fjord |
The Poor kids Sherbert Fountain a stalk of rhubarb and a poke of sugar in a torn corner from of a paper bag to dip into.
I was that poor kid! |
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| glasgowken |
Proper buses 
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| Chantypo |
And hudgies on the back of the bus...until the driver or clippie spotted you and you had to scarper pronto! |
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| wullie37 |
A piece 'n mince!....The ootsider from a Milanda loaf smouthered in yer maws home made mince! 
...drooling at the mouth just thinking about it! |
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| wullie37 |
Coal briquettes!......with the steam still coming off them on the back of the coal lorry. 
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| Fjord |
would that be with or without broon sauce? |
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| wullie37 |
 Without brown sauce?
How terribly tacky!
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| mr.underwood |
HudgiesHudgies on the midgie motorArrow heads made by putting nails on the railway line,Deadly Saffties did it wi melted tar Tackets on the soles of your boots so they sparked when you slid down the brae. That one is for the older members among us !!!!!! |
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| Fjord |
Did I say Broon Sauce? I meant Worcester sauce ekshully
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| cybers |
How about doon the big stairs on a widden breed board...
Tobagganing is fur poofs... Fernhill sterrs noo that wiz a mans gem... Or a stoopid weans
I swear i broke the sound barrier on them as i tried screaming but was going that fast nothing came out
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| Chantypo |
Re: Hudgies
Yeah I remember when shops sold packets of segs that you hammered into the soles of your shoes...2 days later,they'd be worn away with all the sliding and spark making! Lucky bags were the boys tae...unless ye got a lassies one by mistake lol
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| cheesylion |
Three legged dogs and dogs that chased cars..........or the holy grail; three legged dogs that chased cars. | ||||||
| cheesylion |
And white dog sh!te.
I must have dogs on the brain!!
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| Fjord |
Kids in wheelchairs with gammy legs set in plaster with a big bar spreading 'em wide. Brown NHS specs optional
or how about the kid with the special shoe with a calliper's up to the knee? |
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| Stuball |
The classic hundred weight chips drunk and the george square night buses | ||||||
| wullie37 |
People with huge surgical collars....unless you happen to be walking past the DSS appeals place in Bothwell Street.
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| sputnik |
wee blue three wheeled invalid cars.from the days when you had to be a proper invalid to get a mobility motor.if they brought these back ah bet a lot of people would find they had been cured overnight[ahm no gaun tae the bingo in that thing]. 
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| schiehallion |
Granada TV rental shops.
Queues at public phone boxes. Tortoises. Luftwaffe bombing raids. Cars with a pull-out choke control. The wee metal circles and wee metal tabs from ring pulls that came off. Typewriters. Photos that have been developed in a shop. Alpine ginger lorries. |
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| Jock58 |
Hi All
Is there any wee prefab bungalows left in Glasgow ? I mean the ones built after the war. I remember there was a row of them in Carnwadric rd but they were pulled down in the 70's Jock58 |
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| schiehallion |
There's one on Kintore Road in Langside. 
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| Jock58 |
Thanks for the info OK prefabs don't belong in this thread. 
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| Alex Glass |
Sure there are more out there Jock. You should start a new thread 
45s and LPs Pickled Onion Crisps that actually tasted like pickled onions |
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| neilmc |
Guys called Daft Davie; every scheme seemed to have one. Priesthill's Daft Davie had a Rhubarb Rock thing going on. He would buy one off the van, wave it about shouting "Rhubarb Rock, Rhubarb Rock", then drop it on the ground and stomp it to bits: he never ate them.
Middle-aged women going to the Bedford bingo wearing lime-green jackets and tangerine bell-bottoms, and their daughter's platform shoes. Or maybe they were going to the Plaza. Navvies getting a lift on the back of tipper trucks (usually Thames Traders, for some reason). They would shout abuse at you as they hurtled past, telling you to "get a haircut, ya hippy basturts". Drunks fighting lamp-posts; and wee boys selling yesterday's newspapers to drunks emerging from the Royal Oak. |
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| Stuball |
There is some embedded in the tarmac on Copland Road at Harrison Drive |
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| schiehallion |
Mind you could spin the wee ring like a flying saucer by using the tab in the wee groove. | ||||||
| Alex Glass |
Were you one of those wee boys Neil
Yes Schiehallion Had some great fun trying to hit people with the rings 
Penny tray in a sweet shop Beer cans without any ringpull that had to be opened with a pointed tin opener. |
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| neilmc |
No, I was their supplier. Strangely, the shops in Priesthill/Nitshill area didn't seem to do penny trays or things like that. My dad used to carry a pointed can opener, with a bottle opener at the other end, for years. It was engraved 'Scottish Brewers', so it pre-dated S&N. Nowadays it would be regarded as an offensive weapon. |
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| caledoniangeezer |
Cigarette machines that sometimes had money in the slot
Holidays of "obligation" Alpine vans that sold 2 litre bottles of Ginger A Gingi hunt, usually Barrs, Dunns or Garvies Broken biscuits at Woolworths School Ration bags comprising a sandwich, meat pie (sometimes), apple and cake 2 man hunt Chap the door and run away Stealing Totties for yer maw, from Farmer Clarks Field (in Castlemilk) The auld geezer mimicking Hitler (still traumatised from the 2nd world war) |
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| Stuball |
Or just... Woolworths |
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| mr.underwood |
GingerHail Caledoniangeezer,the bottle of ginger thing really buggers them down here.Try explaining,"Whit kind o' ginger dey ye want ,Jimmy?""Oh,geis a bottle o' Lime Ginger",to one of the residents in this part of the world.The loony bin beckons!!!! |
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| caledoniangeezer |
Re: Ginger
Try going in to a greasy spoon here in London, asking for a sausage roll. What you'll get is "Na maite, ye wanna go dahn the bakers fer that" A question, just what is so funny about the word "murder", spoken in a Glaswegian accent? The cockernies down here usually fall about in helpless laughter. And no, I don't blame "Taggart" either. |
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| rotten milk |
i remember 'henry healys' selling tunnocks broken bits and misshapes in the late 80s - mind you are healys still going? loved getting their mini-suppers for £1-odds - just fine for lunchtime!
i think the first ones to do 'thur's been a murrdurr!' might have been the 'fast show' - they transported their tough-uncompromising-detective 'monkfish' to scotland! oh and is it a sausage roll or a roll'n'sausage yir after?
can you still get a first edition paper at 2am in george sq. waitin' on the night bus? |
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| Stuball |
Henry Healys are still on the go with quite a few branches dotted about.
You can get the next days record from a few vendors around town that mainly target the taxi drivers starting at Central Station..... I've seen them as far out as Ibrox at 11pm |
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| glasgowken |
There used to be a loudmouth bloke in the Drum walking around selling the next day's Record. He'd be shouting at the top of his voice between 11 & midnight
Even though I was a little kid and didn't even read papers, for some reason it seemed very exciting to actually be able to get a paper a few hours earlier than usual
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| Stuball |
It's just the early print they ship south and over to ireland | ||||||
| caledoniangeezer |
There was a family in Castlemilk who had the monopoly on the Record and Times. It's been said their many newborns first words were: DA DA............DAILY RECORD |
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| Fjord |
Binmen/ milkboys hanging off the back of the lorry while doing their rounds. | ||||||
| schiehallion |
Big queues at Agnew's the day before Budget Day. | ||||||
| Doorstop |
The Alpine ginger vans. | ||||||
| schiehallion |
That's the third mention in this thread!
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| Jock58 |
Wee lassies playing ball against the wall
And the more dangerous version with a ball in the nylon stocking. I remember ma sis knew loads of songs that went with these games. Jock58 |
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| LowLight |
I loved doin that on the plastic ones. Do weans still make dens or are they too scared to dirty their Prada shoes? Quenchy cup in the back tyre to make it sound like a motorbike. People going to the van with a big bag of gingies. Getting a piece n jam thrown over the window. In fact I don't think I ever seen anyone getting that done except me.
Guys with polly bags on their head to cover their beautiful (80's) hair. |
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| caledoniangeezer |
The regular shout of "BOABIE BOABIE" on the street. This was of course, pre Karen Dunbar | ||||||
| Fjord |
A cheesy disco night in Cardinal Follies nightclub with an even cheezier 80's laser show. 
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| cybers |
With an even coating of 80's cheeze if yir name was spelled out with it saying 18 and 21 
Loved the Follies i did what a great idea putting a nightclub at the top of moving stairs
What about walking through the barras on a carpet of mussel shells. or loads of grass in the square. (Noo it gets smoked) |
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| Drittsekk |
The moving floor in the Speakeasy
Howards of Howard Street |
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| wullie37 |
The sticky, swirly designed carpet in Cinders Disco at Partick Cross.....burds with faces to match!
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| scotthiggy |
moving floorIt was the Mardi Gras (which was next door to the Warehouse Speakeasy) that had the dancefloor that moved vertically up & down. |
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| caledoniangeezer |
Tiffanys in Sauchiehall St, the "best" disco in town. It was the terpsichorean equivalent to the Sarry Heid. | ||||||
| wee minx |
Re: moving floor
I went there once , just to get a shot on the dance floor, great fun.
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| Alex Glass |
Re: moving floor
 to Urban Glasgow Scott
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| cybers |
Re: moving floor
Jist the once... No believing that for a minute...
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| scotthiggy |
If i'm not mistaken, Mardi Gras and the Warehouse Speakeasy were situated arond the red crosses in the pic.
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| Chantypo |
Just to expand this thread a wee bit...
Words you never hear in Glasgow anymore Mollicate Stoshius Glabber Wallie dugs Winch Glaikit Keech Okay troops...let's have yours! |
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| Chief Inspector |
Old men selling wrigleys spearmint gum and macaroon bars at footbal matches.
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| Chantypo |
Nice one CI...Ahhh, can just hear the cries of "Speeeeerrrmintttt chewing gum,macarrrooooon baaaarrrrssss" as some drunk guy behind ye pishes down the back of yer trouser leg...Heady days. Bring back the lift ower and terracings...Give football back to the people! |
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| Drittsekk |
Yup thats about right
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| kev |
This hung outside the Mardi Gras 
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| tombro |
Chantypo,
Can't say I ever had a drunk guy behind me pishing down the back of my legs but I do remember (from the late 1950's) being lifted over the turnstile and standing on the terraces at both Parkhead and Hampden. Sadly though, I don't think anyone would consider it safe to lift a stranger kid for any purpose these days ! Tombro
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| Jock58 |
Don't know about gum and macaroon bars, but my Uncle Donald used to sell rosettes & badges outside Parkhead & Ibrox. He had a card on a pole that unfolded for the badges and a suitcase with legs that held all his rosetts & scarfs. I remember at Parkhead if you could not get a lift over the turnstiles they opened a gate off to the left & the kids could get to see the last 20 min or so of the match. Jock58 |
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| me |
he must have went to ibrox
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| Chantypo |
No telling
Awright then it was The Brox
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| Chantypo |
Which nightclub was it (until recently I believe) that had half a boat stuck above the entrance down at the Broomielaw?
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| LowLight |
Catani's or something like that? | ||||||
| Alex Glass |
There was a pub called the Waterfront on Broomielaw just round the corner from Oswald Street. | ||||||
| Stuball |
Just an empty unit now, bored up and covered in bill posters | ||||||
| kev |
Try this link
http://www.oldglasgowpubs.co.uk/minstrels.html |
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| Chuck44 |
things u never see anymore in glasgowBack Court SingersPaper vendors after half time at football matches selling papers with the half time scores at the other games in the stop press column. The pea soup fogs that you got in the pre smokeless coal days. Trolley buses so quiet you never heard them coming in the fogs. The railway stations packed with people coming away " fur the fair" |
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| Alex Glass |
Welcome to Urban Glasgow Chuck44
Any more gems like these
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| cybers |
These buggers.
I think Boots still has one ? This fine example was doon the borders... They will be getting radio soon as well 
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| Stuball |
They used to have one of those in the University Cafe on Byres Road... it was there for years but I dont know if it worked. Last time I was in, it had been replaced by a novelty size ice cream cone :( | ||||||
| AlanM |
Remember one in a chemist on Byres Rd when I was wee, had a collecting box beside it with a model of a boy in calipers | ||||||
| Chuck44 |
Things you never see anymore in glasgowRemember back in the 60s you used to get a lot of buskers working the cinema queues .One i recall wore a black top hat , a red jacket , and played the spoons and i think tap danced to the music, dont think this type of busker still exists |
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| Stuball |
The one man band that used to play at the bottom of Buchanan Street around St Enochs | ||||||
| cybers |
John and Toni Ionta walking from their barber shop on the Gallowgate to their house in Whitevale St.
Many a short back and sides sitting on the plank across the seat
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| Delmont St Xavier |
Garvie's Raspberryaide and all of Garvie's of Milgnavie's 'gingers'.
Aztec chocolate bars. Toy guns with 'caps' that banged when you pulled the trigger and small futuristic 'water pistols'. Rope swings hung over the River Kelvin at the back of the Barracks in Maryhill. Been mentioned before on this thread, but the 'great dens' made with timber, corrugated iron and salon type doors, fully furnished with old sofas and mattresses found lying around. Small (and controlled) fires which we gathered around and kept burning whilst we drank from the Garvie's Ginger bottle. Large bonfires on November 5th that kept burning or smouldering for days thereafter and were allowed to be erected without some council men taking your pile of wood and other assorted items away. Ring pulls that you could use as mini frisbees. Grocery and Ice Cream vans going through every street (never see them now but I know they still exist). High Streets, having only one charity shop (if that) and an assortment of different, individual and independent shops run by generations of the same family. Clear streets with few cars, little street furniture and very little litter and weeds growing in verges. Weans playing; kiss, cuddle or torture, two man hunt, dare or double dare, cowboys and indians, groups of weans with homemade carts and one of them being 'pulled' by the family dog (who sat licking his B****) whilst the wean greet. |
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| Jock58 |
Do you still get the wee rockets that took a single cap? Thrown up in the air & bang when they hit the ground. Jock58 |
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| Stuball |
That could be scary because the river banks up there are high and very steep |
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| schiehallion |
Dabities for the arms and transfers you rubbed with a pencil on paper.
Esso football Squelcher books. A&BC and Topps football bubble gum cards with a panel on the back you scratched with a coin to reveal an answer or fact. 'TB Tested' on milk bottles. |
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| trolleybus |
Always wanted a lift in one of those. Looked brill when i was about 7 |
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| trolleybus |
Eh, his cousin walking round selling the Scottish Daily Express before it went tits up and bolted down to Manchester. |
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| trolleybus |
Sadly i never had a chopper bike.
Okay i admit it. I was a regular at Shuffles aka Mayfair now the Garage, before i got big and went next door to Tiffanys.
And going back far enough i remember my big sister calling the garage the Electric Garden. |
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