Thursday, February 27, 2014
Wednesday, January 22, 2014
The Accumulator
WIRELESS ACCUMULATOR, 1940's
2 Volt accumulator used in wireless sets for the heaters of the
valves. It was normally given to the local garage, hardware merchant, or cycle
shop for recharging. They would give you your spare unit while this was being
done.
I mentioned earlier on in my Blog, that we had no TV, and
the wireless and the gramophone were our only music based listening , the
accumulator was such a vital part in our lives, just about everyone had two, one
in use, and one on standby, so it was an unwritten law, that as soon as one went
flat, and your wireless stopped, as soon as the change over went, the flat
accumulator was sent to be recharged, I cant remember how much it was, but there
was an old man who had a " Scrap Dealers " below Boston station bridge, in
Greenock, who used to do them cheaper than the shops in town, so it was my job
to carry the accumulator, leave it over night, and collect next day, most
Gibshill folk used him
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Sounds of the " Gibshill Trio "
Gibshill Trio Sounds
(MEET ME IN MY DREAMS TO-NIGHT)
VERSE
UNDER THE MOON I AM WAITING,
DOWN LOVER'S LANE WHERE I STRAY.
PLEASE COME ALONG,
SING LOVE'S SWEET SONG.
SWEETHEART, THO' YOU'RE FAR AWAY.
CHORUS
MEET ME IN MY DREAMS TO-NIGHT, DEAR,
LET ME SEE YOUR SUNNY SMILE.
MEET ME IN MY DREAMS, TO-NIGHT DEAR.
LINGER IN MY ARMS A WHILE.
YOU HAVE BEEN MY INSPIRATION.
LOVE HAS BEEN MY GUIDING LIGHT.
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES,
MY HEART ALWAYS CRIES.
MEET ME IN MY DREAMS TO-NIGHT.
2ND VERSE
FLOWERS ARE BLOOMING AGAIN DEAR,
BLUEBIRDS ARE MATING ONCE MORE.
SPRINGTIME IS HERE,
LOVE TIME IS NEAR.
YOU ARE THE ONE I ADORE.
REPEAT CHORUS
Wingy O'Neil, Joe Robbie, and one of the Gilmour lads.
(MEET ME IN MY DREAMS TO-NIGHT)
VERSE
UNDER THE MOON I AM WAITING,
DOWN LOVER'S LANE WHERE I STRAY.
PLEASE COME ALONG,
SING LOVE'S SWEET SONG.
SWEETHEART, THO' YOU'RE FAR AWAY.
CHORUS
MEET ME IN MY DREAMS TO-NIGHT, DEAR,
LET ME SEE YOUR SUNNY SMILE.
MEET ME IN MY DREAMS, TO-NIGHT DEAR.
LINGER IN MY ARMS A WHILE.
YOU HAVE BEEN MY INSPIRATION.
LOVE HAS BEEN MY GUIDING LIGHT.
WHEN I CLOSE MY EYES,
MY HEART ALWAYS CRIES.
MEET ME IN MY DREAMS TO-NIGHT.
2ND VERSE
FLOWERS ARE BLOOMING AGAIN DEAR,
BLUEBIRDS ARE MATING ONCE MORE.
SPRINGTIME IS HERE,
LOVE TIME IS NEAR.
YOU ARE THE ONE I ADORE.
REPEAT CHORUS
Wingy O'Neil, Joe Robbie, and one of the Gilmour lads.
4 Irwin St, Gibshill, Greenock. Ground floor, Corr's to
one side Burkes the other, Millars and Gilmours in the middle, the Gibshill Trio
always rehearsed on the ground floor stair well, we ( the kids ) sat 3 to 4 to a
step all the way up to the first landing.....we have no TV, and the radio worked
off an accumulator, so playing time was limited
We all grew up with music, Gibshill was well known for
parties, we, ' the Sinclair's' were lucky, we had Jimmy Neill, who played
accordion & piano, we all took it in turns round the room to sing, you
didn't have to be good, just join in, " Wan Singer, Wan Song " the cry would
come up if you talked or try to join in when someone was singing
I CAN'T SING as you will hear from the video, but I just
wanted you to hear the sounds we loved and grew up with
lived in London for over 25 years and carried on the
Sinclair style...Parties & more Parties, I sang this song, nobody heard it
before, but I've never forgot it....." PLEASE DON'T LET THIS SONG DIE ", I would
love to hear a singer record this, and let me hear it before I pass on to the
Happy Hunting Ground.
Friday, December 6, 2013
The alert Siren & all clear
We had coastal flood warnings today on the Norfolk Coast,
and the sirens were blaring away, I closed my eyes and I was back in Gibshill in
the 1940's, and it got me thinking,I shut my eyes and
there are sounds or noises or sights, come flooding back, taking me back to my
youth in 20 Poplar St. Gibshill, Greenock, through the magic of T.V, Computers,
Films these sounds are still about. this is 7 sights and sounds, that played a
major part of my youth.
1. The sirens
2. Train Whistle
3. Drone of Lancaster
4. Sea-Plane
5. Steam train Labouring
6. Barrage Balloons.
7. Accordion
The Drone of the Bombers
I loved this sound, it made my blood tingle, I used to
stand rooted to the spot when a Giant troop sea-plane took off, or landed at the
" Tail o' the Bank " this sound I will never forget, I watched a film the other
night, a war film, which included scenes of sea-planes, landing & taking
off, my memory was back in Gibshill, Greenock so much, couldn't follow the film
one bit, but standing on Poplar St. watching this take off or landing, I feel so
lucky to have seen this for myself
Sea Planes
I loved this sound, it made my blood tingle, I used to
stand rooted to the spot when a Giant troop sea-plane took off, or landed at the
" Tail o' the Bank " this sound I will never forget, I watched a film the other
night, a war film, which included scenes of sea-planes, landing & taking
off, my memory was back in Gibshill, Greenock so much, couldn't follow the film
one bit, but standing on Poplar St. watching this take off or landing, I feel so
lucky to have seen this for myself
Steam Train at Poplar St.
I live in a little village on the North Norfolk Coast, and
we are so lucky to have a Steam Train service, now the age of steam was a huge
part of my life in Gibshill, Greenock, I can stand on the foot bridge of our
local station, and close my eyes, listening to our old engine pulling 6/7
carriages of holiday makers up from Sheringham, and immediately I'm back up
Gibshill, Greenock, " The Yanks are Coming " alerting everyone, to get ready for
the Dimes, Dollars, Life-savors, and wriggles chewing gum, I've explained the
task further down my blog
But sadly, when our old engine blows the whistle, I think
of the people who were killed behind Poplar St. the Express, as it was coming
downhill, used to blow the whistle, one long blow from the 9 Arches, and kept
blowing it, all the way round the sharp bend to Poplar St....Now if the express
came at the same time as a troop train was chugging up the line, people were so
engrossed on catching favor's thrown out by the troops, never heard the
whistle......Once again a local sound today, takes me back to
1940's
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)





