Showing posts with label Connery Sean. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Connery Sean. Show all posts

Thursday, July 18, 2019

Moving On To Pastures New

Often, working on the milk wasn't fun, so how come you could have a good laugh about being a milkman?

During the late 1960s and the early 1970s Edinburgh Corporation initiated a massive house building project at Clovenstone and Wester Hailes creating hundreds of new flats for families from throughout the city to move into and make a life for themselves the way we all did at Oxgangs.

Douglas Blades

Douglas Blades (6/6 Oxgangs Avenue) saw an opportunity there and deploying a textbook marketing approach, identified customers' needs – milk (which back in the day was a daily requirement for all families) and determined how he could meet their needs

As more and more new families began to move in to the area his sisters and several of the local kids dropped leaflets through the new residents’ letter-boxes advertising Douglas's new milk business. A significant number of kids from The Stair (Boo-Boo Hanlon; Alison and Ruth Blades; Iain and Peter Hoffmann; and also Paul Forbes) helped Douglas to distribute the flyers to each flat and then we revisited the house a few days later to see if they were keen to sign up. 

Photograph courtesy Pete White

Innovative and quick off the gun as Douglas was it wasn't straightforward as he had some significant competition from other milk businesses including Murchies Dairy who rather ironically supplied his milk at Leven Street, Tollcross. 


Whenever we got a new customer signed up it was a red letter day. We made dozens of visits with Douglas in his red Austin which looking back must have been the reason for his choice of vehicle to accommodate  the crates of milk in the back.

When the business was up and running I used to help Douglas with the milk deliveries early in the morning for six months or so in 1972. If I couldn't make it my brother Iain took my place; on occasion Paul Forbes came along too. However the business wasn't without its teething problems e.g. there were occasions when the Austin pick-up broke down and we weren't able to deliver the milk – diary extract: 1st August 1972 ‘Milk a disaster...van broke down!


Each Friday evening I used to go out with Douglas collecting i.e.visiting our customers for them to pay their bills. 

Looking back full credit to Douglas for being so entrepreneurial and also atypically hard working; he could be a tough boss to work for but I generally enjoyed being out with him. On sun-kissed school summer holiday mornings doing the milk wasn’t really a hardship unlike the dark winter mornings when it was dark and cold and lonely.

Douglas eventually went on to sell the business to Murchies before, if you'll forgive the pun, moving on to pastures new.


The Milkmen Ride Again - Douglas Blades and his milk-boy Peter Hoffmann
 Halloween 2012 Strathpeffer Railway Station

So how could you laugh at being a milkman? 

Well I guess we've all heard jokes about the milkman - here's my contribution featuring Edinburgh’s most famous milkman Sean Connery:

One morning whilst out ‘n about in Fountainbridge Sean comes across an order for 45 pints of milk. Puzzled, he decides to ask the customer if this is a mistake. When he knocks on the door, a woman comes out with just a bath towel around her.

She confirms that yes she wants 45 pints. "Milk baths are good for your skin," explains the woman.

"Oh, OK," says Sean. "Do you need it pasteurised then?"

"No," says the woman. "Up to my tits will be fine."

Monday, July 15, 2019

Saturday 22nd July 1972




Alison and Dougie Blades and I were out ‘n about delivering the milk to our customers at Clovenstone. 

There’s been a change in the weather after the heatwave so we got our holiday dates right. 

After breakfast Paul and I decided to go into work again mainly because we would get paid. I received £8.40 for my wage; pretty good money so I’m feeling rich. We worked a wee scam together. I got seven customers and he got four; so Paul passed his across to me so we got a bonus that we shared between us. 

Because we had been away earlier to Dunfermline with it being a Saturday we also got back to Edinburgh quite early too so were able to go to the cinema to watch The Anderson Tapes with Sean Connery - I don’t mean we went with Sean - he was in the picture! 


The second film was The Great Bank Robbery. It didn’t half make you think; it was all about electronic surveillance and how you could be watched and listened in to. When I got back to Oxgangs I discovered that Les Ramage had smashed our window - unbelievable!

Sunday, June 30, 2019

Going Swimmingly!



Today, the first Monday in July is the official start of the school summer holidays. 

Back in the 1960s during the first two weeks of the month between the Monday and Friday many of our classmates would set off first thing in the morning on the 16 bus from Oxgangs armed with our swim passes (issued on the last day of the school term - anyone still got one?); bus tokens; towel and costume for a week of either swimming lessons or swim development. 



For our southerly part of the city it was to either the pool in the basement of Bruntsfield Primary School or to Warrender Baths. 

It was on one of those occasions at Bruntsfield Primary School (Sean Connery's former primary school) with its basement pool that I first learned to swim - what a feeling! 

The instructor obviously realised I'd mastered the breastsroke but didn't quite have the confidence to let go and push off. He gave me water wings for confidence but what I hadn't realised was there was no air in the wings, bright or what