WEDNESDAY CLUB - Ewan McColl/Clancy Brothers - Shoals of Herring
MIDWEEK CRISIS fancy a spot of fishing, come to WEDNESDAY CLUB we've got Grandpa, Ewan McColl, The Clancys and as much herring as you can eat!
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EWAN MCCOLL - Shoals of Herring
Here is a classic folk song for you and two brilliant versions to boot. It is particularly personal to me as my Grandfather(Grandpa) fished for herring all his life out of Aberdeen and Lowestoft. Although I was brought up in a small council house in Inverness my Grandfather stayed with us most of the time. He had his place at one corner of the settee and no one dared sit there. We had only two bedrooms and I had to share a room with my sister and a bed with my GP until I was a teenager.(can you believe that nowadays) He only had the the Old age pension and his life revolved around getting the paper in the morning and picking out some horses and then walking about 30 mins to town in his workman's boots to the bookies and then watch his choices on television in the afternoon. If he had any winners he would again walk to town and on the way back home stop for a refreshment at the 'Tarry Isle' This he did every day and was extremely fit and lived into his nineties.
He loved nothing better than to tell stories of his high sea adventures, the souls he had met and lost and his constant search for the 'bonnie shoals of herring'. Once he started you could not get him to stop. When we asked our 'Mam' what to get him for his birthday or Christmas. The answer was always a pound of Pan Drops (a hard white mint sucking sweet) or an ounce of Old Bogey Roll. He loved his pipe and smoked nothing other than Old Bogey Roll, a dark sticky tobacco which had a distinctive aroma (stink)!.
When I was older and had a place of my own, I looked back and understood how tough it must have been for him living in somewhere that is not your own and suddenly that little space at the end of the settee seemed to have so much more significance.
These two are for you Gramps. You must have had a tough life and as you always used to say :
'Time and tide waits for no man'
Here is a classic folk song for you and two brilliant versions to boot. It is particularly personal to me as my Grandfather(Grandpa) fished for herring all his life out of Aberdeen and Lowestoft. Although I was brought up in a small council house in Inverness my Grandfather stayed with us most of the time. He had his place at one corner of the settee and no one dared sit there. We had only two bedrooms and I had to share a room with my sister and a bed with my GP until I was a teenager.(can you believe that nowadays) He only had the the Old age pension and his life revolved around getting the paper in the morning and picking out some horses and then walking about 30 mins to town in his workman's boots to the bookies and then watch his choices on television in the afternoon. If he had any winners he would again walk to town and on the way back home stop for a refreshment at the 'Tarry Isle' This he did every day and was extremely fit and lived into his nineties.
He loved nothing better than to tell stories of his high sea adventures, the souls he had met and lost and his constant search for the 'bonnie shoals of herring'. Once he started you could not get him to stop. When we asked our 'Mam' what to get him for his birthday or Christmas. The answer was always a pound of Pan Drops (a hard white mint sucking sweet) or an ounce of Old Bogey Roll. He loved his pipe and smoked nothing other than Old Bogey Roll, a dark sticky tobacco which had a distinctive aroma (stink)!.
When I was older and had a place of my own, I looked back and understood how tough it must have been for him living in somewhere that is not your own and suddenly that little space at the end of the settee seemed to have so much more significance.
These two are for you Gramps. You must have had a tough life and as you always used to say :
'Time and tide waits for no man'
Comments
The Ewan McColl version of Shoals of Herring is fantastic.
(Was the tobacco really called Old Bogey Roll? Brilliant name.)