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Memories of Nancy
Brown
What a wonderful
website, so full of
memories; brought a
tear to my mothers
eye (now 77). by
John Skinner
Although my
family are now
firmly based in
Nairn, Highland;
they originated
in Airdrie and
their ties to
the town
(physical and
personal) still
go on to this
day. My mother (Nancy
Brown) was
actually born in
the houses on
the right of
your picture of
Commonhead; with
John Orr (The
Hatter from John
Orr & Sons)
living on the
opposite side of
the street.
Strangely enough
John Orr (Jnr)
was born in the
maternity
hospital
“Airdrie House”
as shown in your
picture. I say
strangely enough
as he spent many
a year working
on that very
site (now the
new Monklands),
right to the end
of his life, as
possibly one of
their best known
porters. His
wife and family
all worked in
the medical
profession
within Monklands.
On my mothers
side there was
also a well
known face
around the town;
in fact that was
his nickname
“aroond-the-toon”
and that was
Sandy Brown (Sanny)
her father.
Sanny Brown, a
former front
line
communications
officer within
the Royal
Engineer Signals
WW1, was one of
the few
qualified
plumbers in the
Airdrie area,
and as such was
known to all;
doing much of
the internal and
external
pipework on both
the private and
council
propertied (town
hall, etc). In
fact John Orr’s
Granddaughter
(Leslie)
recently
(1990’s) bought
a house in
Cairnhill and on
inspection still
had the original
signature
plumbing as
installed by
Sanny all those
years ago. Sanny and his
wife Agnes
(Nancy) Brown
had the grocers
shop in Chapel
street, just 2
doors from the
Star Hotel and
owned many (12+)
of the cottages
behind. This
shop was the hub
of the local
community; a
meeting place; a
place of
community and
conversation; a
place to get
credit during
the rationing of
WW2 when all
others were
saying NO!
Moving in later
years, after
selling the
shop, cottages
and all the
land, to the
other side of
Chapel street at
the corner house
belonging to the
Muir’s (as in
Muir’s grocer
and newsagents).
While living at
this house one
of their
frequent
visitors was
none other than
the young
David
Stephen (Naturalist,
Journalist,
Conservationist),
who is my great gran’s cousin
(my mothers,
mothers,
mothers, sisters
son – I think
that’s right).
In fact I still
have two of the
very first
wildlife
paintings ever
done by David
Stephen, done as
a young lad and
gifted to my
grand parents in
thanks for their
kindness.
Christies of
London have
expressed an
interest in
seeing these
paintings, but
as yet nothing
has been done to
take this
further.
On my fathers
side of the
family (The
Skinners) there
would also be
recognisable
characters.
Robert (Hunter)
Skinner and
Marion Horne
Skinner (nee
Carlisle) owned
the coal mines
in and around
Plains; areas
like Boghole
Mine and of
course
Palacerigg;
which again
strangely enough
is the site of
the conservation
park. How ironic
that after so
many years David
Stephen did so
much work above
the ground, that
all those years
before was
worked from the
underside by
what was to
become
relations.
Marion Skinners
father was the
headmaster
(Johnny
Carlisle) of
Albert Primary
School in
Airdrie and her
mother (Mrs
Taylor) was what
was termed at
that time as “A
Lady”, what
would now be
called “Off posh
stock”, being
the daughter of
and heiress to
Taylors bakery
of Rawyards;
living in the
3.5 story
mansion house
(Then, Albert
school house).
During the war
(WW2) the
Skinners lived
in “Bell-Isle
House” at
Cumbernauld,
later moving to
“Hillswick”
Albert Place,
Airdrie. Peter
Patterson
Skinner (my
fathers uncle)
went on to
become director
of a little
known company (lol)
called NCR in
Dundee; starting
a long line of
links between
the Skinner
family as a
whole and cash
registers.
Resulting in my
own father (John
Taylor Skinner)
and his brother
in law (Jimmy
Campbell,
married to his
sister Jean)
entering into
NCR and then
going on to
establish
themselves as
independent
dealers
(Caledonian Cash
Registers,
covering the
entire north of
Scotland from
twin sites in
Nairn [HQ] and
Aberdeen) and
what has now
become ACR of
Pollockshaws
road, Glasgow.
One of the other
Skinners,
“Marion” (my
fathers sister)
Married Jacky
Bell (another
well known name
in and around
Airdrie) a name
possibly most
commonly seen on
the side of the
HGV lorries
“Bells Haulage
of Slamannan.
Some more of my
mother's
Memories
· Walking
through the
great winter
storms (approx
1947) when the
winter snow
almost fully
covering the
telegraph poles
along the
Carlisle road.
· Nina
Ourbaniovitch,
allegedly the
polish wife of
an RAF officer,
who became
friendly with
the Browns after
holding a Polish
day / street
fair. Who
towards the end
of the war asked
to leave a
parcel with them
for safe
keeping, then
dully
disappeared
never to be
heard from
again; leaving
her house and
belongings at
Clarkston. After
a while the
parcel was
opened and it
was discovered
to be an
accurate account
(complete with
professional
hand drawn
pictures, times,
dates and
movements) of
the war ships on
the Clyde. · Landmines
and incendiary
bombs falling
around Airdrie
during the war.
Anyway, I
think that’s
enough for now.
Just a portion
of the memories
stirred-up as a
result of my
mother looking
at your
pictures.
John Skinner
David
Stephen
was born in
Airdrie in
1911.
He was
initial
director of Palacerigg
Country
Park. He was
also a world
renowned
naturalist/conservationist
consulting
on and
becoming
involved in
literally
thousands of
animal and
environmental
projects
around the
globe. He
bought over
40 hectares
of what was
once an
upland farm
and planted
it with
thousands of
native trees
and shrubs.
This
environment
provided a
sanctuary
for thriving
populations
of roe deer,
badger, fox
and hares as
well as
hawks and
owls
In 1947 he
became
nature
writer with
the "Daily
Record",
then nine
years later
moved to
"The
Scotsman"
where
worked
for a number
of years. He
published
many books
(paperback
and hard
back); wrote
many
official
journal
papers and
pretty much
had his
finger in
every aspect
of global
animal/environmental
welfare. One
of his first
and best
known books
was called:
“How to
watch
wildlife, by
David
Stephen” a
title copied
by Bill Oddie in his
own book.
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