|On Going Home
|From: "Isabel Ashurst" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Sent: Saturday, September 16, 2000
I went back to Saltcoats three years
ago. We (my Mum and I) had lived here (Australia) since 1966 and Mum
passed away so I took her ashes home for burial. She had a plot of land
in Ardrossan Cemetery where her Mum and Dad (Edward and Isabella Lennox)
were buried and she wanted to be buried with them, thus the visit.
It wasn't a long visit (about 2 weeks) but it whetted my appetite for
more so I went back last year, this time for three weeks....still not
enough so next year I am coming back for a month. Whilst there last year
I spent a lot of time in Ardrossan library doing family research and
plan on doing more next time.
I found differences in Saltcoats but to be honest not too many and it
was still definately recognizable as the town I grew up in. Noticed that
my old school (St. Mary's) wasn't there any more and other such things
but basically it was still the same Saltcoats.
From: "Hugh McCallum" <email@example.com>
Sent: Monday, September 18, 2000
Our first return trip was in 1978 after having been in Australia 14
years. Our three children were with us and were then aged 5 to 12. It
was great to see them mix it with their cousins (a new experience for
them). The boys just loved being in Stevenston for Halloween and Guy Fox
night. Couple of things our daughter couldn't understand which we had to
explained. As she and her cousin were passing 'Buckredden' Maternity
Home in Kilwinning her cousin said "It's full of dead wee babies in
there", and on another occasion she was told "Our granny fell off the
chimney, but we're getting a new one"
From: "Margaret Lyons" <firstname.lastname@example.org>
Sent: Tuesday, September 19, 2000
Hello to all you expats or "exiles",
Hugh asks how we feel when we go back to the auld country. I love seeing
the old haunts and weel kent faces but it leaves me confused.
My younger rellies say, "auntie Margaret uses funny words", cookies for
biscuits, chips for crisps. Muffins here look like what I would have
called fairy cakes, fairy cakes are cup cakes, and so on.
Back here I have been told frequently that I sound like I'm "just off
the boat". Mosquitoes are wee beasties to me, just as bad as the
Scottish midgies. I still use Scottish words whenever possible. This
summer my daughter was piping at the Tattoo and living in barracks (many
in the band are civilian), and was able to translate between the
Canadian BW and the Scottish BW. e.g. " Braces" in Canada are what goes
in your mouth to straighten crooked teeth, and the things to support
your pants are called "Suspenders" here.
We've been here 33years but I feel I belong somewhere in the middle of
As for food, my daughter managed to get peasemeal which is unheard of
here, so I've been savouring the delights of peasebrose!