Another bite sized chunk of Blantyre History
I too had relations born in the Robertson Buildings (landings, Land) 1888, 10 years before your dad was born 1898. Who knows the way the families moved around through evictions etc, they could have been born in the same home.
I remember you had said that you had visited Blantyre in 1949 (the year I was conscripted into the army, another tale) and that you were looking forward to a visit in 2007. I can tell you now it is not the same place.
At seven you will probably have scant memories if any of Blantyre. Although today it is still a fairly nice village in parts, but in my days it was the nicest wee place in the world and mostly because of the folks who lived there.
Only the folks around you can make a place seem great, even if it is not! That’s where my love of Blantyre comes from. Most people passing through Blantyre would normally pass through without ever thinking well!! that’s a nice place. But if one went off the main street, there were many a pretty place to view mother nature in all her glory. Well they or someone said, that Beauty is in the eye of the beholder, my memories are of its people.
Continuing the conversation between Thomas Dunsmuir Hartman in Chicago (known as TDH or Drapadew) and originally from Logan Street, Blantyre and Margaret in Queensland Australia on TalkingScot.
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