Memories

Thanks to Murray MacRae for forwarding this poem from his cousin John Findlater who used to live in Queenspark but now bides in Forres. John is in his seventies now and most of the older generation will know him says Murray.

Memories

Well I remember a long, time ago,
When horses and carts were aye on the go,
Your door was aye open, your key on the shelf
For nobody thought about helping their self,
When bairns played out late and nobody cared,
There wasnt a reason for them to be scared.

Then in the summer, the auld Glasgow fair,
The same folk kept coming, aye looking for mair,
Mair chance of the sun, two weeks on the beach,
Coming from Glasgow, we were easy to reach,
We had two picture houses, and the old public hall,
When a dance every Friday, was open to all.

Now sad to say, those good days are gone,
But thanks to good health, the memories live on,
Although you may think I'm not talking about Nairn,
Thats just how it was, when I was a bairn.

John Findlater

Rhymes of the times

contributed by Doncat

Gullview Hotel

Chips at the harbour

Chips in the street

Nae wonder gulls like Nairn

For there’s plenty chips tae eat.

Regal Art

They’re tartin’ up the Regal

An’ no’ a day too soon

It’s been too long an eyesore

Spoilin’ oor wee toon.

Pure Nectar

The Supermarket saga has finally reached an end

And they give you back a tenner for every grand you spend

They’ve even got a shelter where the bus can drap you aff

But please ,oh Mr Sainsbury could you open up a Caff.