…the terror of infancy… watch out for the flashing camera bulb…it’ll make yeez blind… #TBSU…


…this remarkable photographic relic, pulled from the darkest archives of a bygone era, speaks volumes of the terrors that infancy and infant school held for we children of that time… yeez’ll note the lack of chairs for the front row… the beginning of the ‘cheap seats’ syndrome… if yer eyes’ll focus even more on that same front row, yeez’ll discern second from the left, a wee lad squinting at the camera lens… the only boy among the six wearing long sleeves on his jersey… my Ma was an ace knitter… none of yer short-sleeved, or, worse,  no-sleeved nonsense from her knitting needles, I can assure yeez… taken almost a hundred years or so ago, this was the six-years-olds class of our splendid teacher, Miss MacLeod (‘Miss’, in those days… nobody knew what ‘Ms’ meant back then)… mark well the properly-attired neckties on the young gentlemen… no dress uniforms for Greenfield School primary classes… this was Docklands Govan in Glasgow, not known for wasting money on such frivolity as standardised school clothing…  further closer examination will tell yeez that the young Master Gallacher seems to have his eyes shut… that’s because he did have them shut… not asleep, but wary… y’see just before the man disappears under that big black cloth thing-y covering the huge camera on stilts, sumb’dy warned us to be careful when the guy squeezes the flashbulb… ‘it’ll make yeez blind’ was the whisper… I can’t help but sense that the rest of the assorted pupils suffered no such affliction, as they all look awake… however, such episodes can form life-lasting scars on a man’s psyche… I don’t know how much of it stems from that incident, but I have never owned a camera in my life… never wanted to own a camera in my life… and never will want to own a camera in my life… I’ll leave all of that to the current ‘selfies’ brigade and wish them good luck on their eyesight…  the school building is pictured below… it’s not recorded whether or not it closed its eyes when the photograph was taken… see yeez later…



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9 responses to “…the terror of infancy… watch out for the flashing camera bulb…it’ll make yeez blind… #TBSU…

  1. I remember those days well though I’m fortunate enough not to own any photographic momentos. Actually I was thin enough to be see through in those days so you wouldn’t have seen me anyway.
    Broadstone Hall County Primary School sounds like something that may have been ‘approved’ but was in fact a single storey brick built school from the early 20’s- not that I was there then. Form Master Mr Schofield, Head Master ‘Pot’ Watson who held regular nail checks on a Friday and it was a rap on the knuckles with a ruler if they were dirty or bitten. For some it was the best meal of the day. Thirds of a pint of milk or orange juice at morning break, I think they have MacDonalds delivered now.
    Strange that you should be at Greenfield School Seumas when Greenfield is where I live, though obviously not in Govan.
    Have a Great Weekend.


  2. laurie27wsmith

    I went to a Greengate Street school at that age. You must have had a higher education Seumas, your school had one more storey than mine. Oh, I think I picked out the toughest kid in the class, girl’s row, 7th from the left. She looks a real toughie. 🙂


  3. Nancy Jardine

    I didn’t go to school in Govan, but I did spend my weekends with my Grampa and maiden aunt at Craigton Road, opposite the ‘Macgregor Memorial’ (?spelling) Church, just a wee saunter away from Greenfield St. School. (ps my mother was born in Greenfield St. 🙂 so I’m half Govanite)


    • …been in the MacGregor Memorial church many times with the Lifeboys and Boys brigade, as well as the methodist Church in Elder Street… .. we lived in number 60 Greenfield Street …PS.. Just finished Beltane… doing a review shortly :):) great read ..well done, m’Lady 🙂


  4. Bill Baxter

    Seumas Gallacher I remember the wee boy, in the picture, as I’m in back row, in the middle if your counting Miss McCloud, I also lived in Greenfield street number 50 ! Remember swapping soap coupons, for chipped fruit and broken biscuits, before going to baths, or matinee on a Saturday. ? My mum posted soap coupon through the all the letterboxes in the closes, and we rescued them. I’m sure you remember the bonfire “in” the air raid shelter two days before guy fawkes ? Who was that wee boy in long sleeved jumper, who was seen running away ? 😂😂😂🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿
    Billy Baxter


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