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01
[BM] She loved a young sailer, she loved him right well
He promised for to marry her when he did return
But mark what misfortune
Ye, see this is the problem. At's anither een
I'd hae til.
[TM] Oh well, it always takes a little going
over to get the way of the song.
[BM] Aye
[TM] Mm, hm. Oh you'll find that with your own
ones you know.
[JMcK] Yes that's right.
[TM] Get the emphasis in the right place.
[BM] Mm hm.
On Scarborough's banks a young damsel did dwell
She loved a young sailer, she loved him right well
He promised for to marry her when he did return
But mark what misfortune there has him befallen
And sailor, sailing, sailing a sailing on the
sea
Storms did arisen with him did not agree
It's (falters, remembering)
The moon is overclouded and dreadful was the skies
Which these poor sailors to swim for their lives
As they were a swimming, a swimming for their
lives
Some of them young men, and some of them had wives
But this poor unfortunate (falters), ye see at's
This poor unfortunate young man he happened to go down
And instead of getting married he found a watery tomb
[BM] ye see, ye've tae go over is, 'unfortunate
young man'.
[JMcK] At's right.
[BM] Mm hmm.
[TM] And of course if you were…
[BM] But if I could sit doon and practice
it, at's twa at I could probably gie ye, ken.
[TM] That would be nice.
[JMcK] He'll tak ??? doon tae his work and we'll
hear him roarin and singin above the machines.
[BM] But I wouldna start tae try and tape
at, unless I could… ken
[JMcK] No, you'd need to mak sure how it went.
[TM] What's that ??? you have those books there
to get them from.
[JMcK] I don't know how he claimed them, but…
[BM] I dinna ken how I came by is een either
like, but I jist. But I ken how I got it, I ??? actually,
but it nivver gan bak. I've nae idea fit why I've gotten it,
canna even mine fit wey I got it. Probably the same wey.
[TM] ???
[BM] Aye,
[JMcK] Tsk, tsk, never lend him a book of mine!
02
[TM] I'll remember that. Now where was it. Near the end wasn't
it. Newtons Hash.
[BM] Mm.
[TM] Don't lose that tune now.
[BM] Mm, Newtons.
[TM] Was it in your sister's book or this one.
[BM] I doot it musta been in the ither een.
Fit tune did ye say again?
[JMcK] Drumdelgie
[BM] Noo how does Drumdelgie go again?
[JMcK] Oh, Billie, ye ken fine!
They have a gey young foreman chiel, McKinnon
is his name
He files ca's the tractor when the auld horse gets lame
It's Broon they ca the second lad and a lot thocht o is he
He courts the gaffer's daughter and cottared some day will
be
Now here's tae the third lad, an ex-baker is
he
But fit wey he landed at Newton is mair than I can see
Morgan is the baillie chiel, he kens his work richt weel
For it's at the muckin o his byre he gars his marra ???
It's ??? they ca the grieve, but he's gaffer
just by name
For the orders come fae Mugsie fin the auld man's nae at hame
They've a gey ?? oot at Newton, this war we hope tae win
Dig for victory is the slogan, but Newton's aye ahin
[BM] At's the tune though, richt enough.
[TM] Mm, hm. Want to have another go at it?
[BM] Aye. Yes
[TM] Takes a while to get the wey of the words.
[BM] Mm hm. OK.
03
They have a gey young foreman chiel, McKinnon is his name
He files ca's the tractor fin the auld horse gets lame
It's Broon they ca the second lad and a lot thocht o is he
He courts the gaffer's daughter and some day will cottered
be
Now here's tae the third lad, an ex-baker is
he
But fit wey he landed at Newton is mair than I can see
Morgan is the baillie chiel, he kens his work richt weel
For at the muckin o his byre he gars his barra reel
It's ??? they ca the grieve, but he's gaffer
jist by name
For the orders come fae Mugsie fin the auld man's nae at hame
They've a gey rig oot at Newton, this war we hope tae win
Dig for victory is the slogan, but Newton's aye ahin
[BM] Will at dae?
[TM] That's great. That's great. So where was
Newton's.
[BM] Eh, well that woulda been (pause) the
hame fairm o Kinmundie ye see. Eh, are you acquaint o the
??? area at a?
[TM] Not really no.
[BM] No. Pause.
[JMcK] Sort of lies between Longside and Hatton.
You know in that region.
[BM] Aye, ye see when you come off the road
at ???, you come aff the main road at ??? tae Smiddy and ye
come up, ye're makin for Hatton and ye cross the road at gings
back onto the Aiberdeen road at Kinnochie, at's Newton, at
fairm at the cross-roads. And ma brither Don wis the foreman
ere during the war.
[TM] So that's him in the first verse.
[BM] Aye, I dinnae hink he ever kent at wis
made like
[TM] But it's in his book.
[BM] But that's anither brother that wis at
Newton aye, no no.
[TM] Well that's great to see.
[JMcK] There's a lot of them!
[TM] How many of them were there?
[BM] There was five of us.
[JMcK] Five and three sisters.
[TM] Did any others make songs that you know
of.
[BM] Mm, na, I dinna think it, no.
[JMcK] They a sang.
[BM] At's the only een, at's the only een
I reckon Jean makin, the Newton's Hash een.
[TM] It's very good.
04
[JMcK] Did she nae dae aboot the rural.
[BM] I dinna ken if it's a sang or a bit o
poetry. I would say it's poetry ma sel'. I canna.
[TM] What's it called?
[BM] It's Tae Ken the Wey. I'm nae sure if
she made it up or.
[JMcK] It's aboot the WRI, women going to the
WRI to find oot the way to do things. You know the Women's
Rural Institute.
[TM] How to sew and cook and do what they are
supposed to do.
[JMcK] yes.
[BM] But it's really in the Doric, ken?
[TM] Oh, this is local alright. Kinmundy rural.
[BM] Oh aye, ye could put ony ??? like. Suppose.
[TM] I suppose yes.
[JMcK] It's nae tae the tune that goes tae the
Rural?
[Hums.]
[TM] Oh my, a lot of verses.
[BM] Aye, there's a great chunk o it.
[TM] Sixteen verses. For rules are the guiding
star of country ladies near and far, winsome maids roll in
by car to join Kinmundy rural. So she may have made that or
she may not.
[BM] I rather think she woulda made at like,
it's her style. [Laughs.] Fen I was in the army, I wisnae
lang enough in for her tae write mony letters, but when she
did write I used tae files haun her page roon the billet to
see if ony o them could read it, she jist wrote as she spoke.
And there wis very few o them could read it.
[JMcK] She was really, I mean, she really nae
jist wrote as she spoke, you felt you were speaking because
she'd write a letter, and she would be going on, right tell
me yer news, and then she'd be sayin 'o god, ma tatties'll
be through bree!' and like that, [Laugh.]s and eh, 'o at's
the kettle bilin', jist as though you were there.
[TM] Do you have any of those letters.
[BM] No.
[TM] So none of the lads could read them eh.
[BM] Nae mony o them could read them no.
[TM] I'm not surprised.
[JMcK] We once taped her going through a photograph
album, you know, her comments gan through it. But we scrubbed
the tape to let her know that nobody would see it, because
in case she was worried because some of the folk might have
taken offence at the things that she said. [[Laughs.]]
[TM] She told you all the details eh.
[JMcK] Yes, it was good.
[BM] I dinna ken if at's tae a tune or no
ye see.
[JMcK] I think it wid be.
[BM] Probably.
[Hums.]
[BM] It's nae tae the Rural ony wey, it disnae
fit.
[TM] Oh that's good anyway, at least we know
that doesn't fit
[JMcK] Yes!
[BM] But it's probably tae a cornkister tune
like!
[TM] Probably is.
[BM] It will be.
05
The lonely moors pale on the lovely Loch Tay,
thy shiel in my sentinel stands by the shore
The hills are asleep in the lade of Loch Tay
As I wait by your window, fair maid of Kenmore
Awaken my loved one, come wander with me
The joys that are passing will come never more
As the waters of Tay flow down to the sea
Loves pleasures are pleasing fair maid of Kenmore
The sheep on the hillside have gone to the fold
On the peak of Ben Lawers that ere????
O why need we sigh for the pleasures of old
Awaken my loved one, the world is our own
Awaken my loved one, come wander with me
The joys that are passing will come never more
As the waters of Tay flow down to the sea
Loves pleasures are pleasing, fair maid of Kenmore
Though fair is thy beauty and gently thy heart
Though you would be jewelled for kings to adore
Come by with the joys that are passing away
And fleeting forever fair maid of Kenmore
Awaken my loved one, come wander with me
The joys that are passing will come never more
As the waters of Tay flow down to the sea
Loves pleasures are pleasing, fair maid of Kenmore
So pure was thy beauty, so gentle thy heart
That mountains may rumble and roll to the shore
Ere the love and devotion shall fade from my heart
And the song from my lips now fair maid of Kenmore
Awaken my loved one, come wander with me
The joys that are passing will come never more
As the waters of Tay flow down to the sea
Loves pleasures are pleasing, fair maid of Kenmore
[BM] Now, that's at een
[TM] Lovely, where's that one from?
[BM] Well at's fae Loch Tay, ye ken doon in
Perthshire
[BM] De ye ken fa wrote that
[JMcK] Must be an auld auld song
[TM] Where did you get that copy of it?
[BM] Well, it's in some, it's in at books,
ye see, but it's een that I used to hear my father singin,
which wis, ye didna hear him singin very much.
[TM] It's ???
[BM] But at wis, aye probably them baith aye.
06
[TM] Do you ever go out to the festivals and sing, I mean
to the competitions.
[Laughs.] He sang this year for the first time
because I
[TM] Because you made him
[JMcK] Because I made him. Eh, no there wis
nobody had entered, one person had entered, so I says to Bill,
well at least if you enter it'll make it a competition. And
after Bill entered, fit de ye ca him, Aitken,
[BM] Joe Aitken
[JMcK] Joe Aitken, he came up and, Tam Reid
and a this
[Laughs.]
[TM] So you were in at the deep end
[BM] Oh richt in at the deep end. [Laughs.]
Wi'oot a paddle or flipper or anything.
[JMcK] And it was the same, Linda Sorrie got
John to enter the fiddle, because it was the same thing, there
was only one, I think there wis still jist two o them, but
eh. They said John was a fine fiddler for country concerts.
[Laughs.] Oh dear.
[TM] Oh well, you have a nice way with songs.
You should do some more of it.
07
[Looks in book.]
[BM] Eh, I wonder foo aul 'Can I Sleep in
Your Barn'. At's een at I mine fae hine back again.
[JMcK] You sang one of the things at Old Deer
and some of the folks said it's years and years since I last
heard that.
[TM] Uh huh, Jane ?? sings that one as well.
[BM] Yes.
[TM] It's in one of those books we came across.
[BM] Mm hm.
[JMcK] O Billie what one you sang at Old Deer.
[BM] Is that one of the heritage.
[JMcK] Yes, it ?? because the majority said
they'd never heard it and there was one or two elderly eh,
the green ? no, wis it then
[BM] The green laurels
[JMcK] Wis it it?
[TM] Down by the green woodside.
[BM] Aye, but I dinnae ken what that is, it's
a sang at we used tae learn at the school I think like.
[TM] Oh, and that would be bad would it?
[JMcK] What's wrong with that?
[JMcK] [Laughs.] He's screwing up his nose.
[TM] What about when you were really young,
did you, I mean you must have sung wee songs you know as kids.
[BM] Eh, it's the only thing at the school
I got any praise for. Singin and pumpin water in the mornin.
[Laugh.]s
[TM] Those were your two bright moments then?
[BM] Aye.
[TM] What about in the playground, did you sing
any little rhymes or songs there?
[BM] I couldna hardly tell ye, I dinna mine ken
[JMcK] It would have been mostly girls, with
their skipping games and their ball games and things like
that.
[TM] Do you have any of those yourself, that
you remember.
[JMcK] Even if I remembered, you wouldna recognise
them!
[BM] I hiv is written oot on little paper
somewey like, but I've got it here now so. Och like, as a
youngster ken, really. I suppose it was at a time at I'm spikkin
aboot when there wis sax about a half dizen gramaphone records
gan a roon a district. The same, maybe twa three, maybe
half dizen records, and they gied roon and roon abody's.
[TM] A lending library
[BM] Aye. [Laughs.]
08
One night it was dark, it was stormy
When the tramp came along in the rain
He wis tramping along to the station
To get him a long distance train
Can I sleep in your barn tonight mister
For it's cold lying out on the ground
And the cold north winds they are whistling
And I got no place to lie down
I've got no tobacco or matches
I am sure I can do you no harm
I will tell you my story kind mister
For it runs through my heart like a storm
It was three years ago last summer
I will never forget that sad day
When a stranger came out from the city
And said that he wanted tae stay
One night as I came from my workshop
I was singin and whistling with joy
I expected a kind hearty welcome
From my sweet loving wife and my boy
But what did I find but a letter
It was placed in a room on a stand
And the moment my eyes fell upon it
I took it right up in my hand
Now this note said my wife and the stranger
They had taken my little boy away
Oh I wonder if God up in heaven
Only knows what that stranger has done
Yes I wonder if God up in heaven
Only knows what that stranger has done
[BM] Now
[TM] That's grand.
09
[JMcK] It's all that songs he sings.
[BM] At's the kind that I sing for some strange
reason or anither.
[TM] Why's that.
[BM] I must be a sentimental feel auld devil
like.
[JMcK] We used to go tae Gaelic classes and
we hid ceilidhs, and they used to say 'come on now Bill, come
on now, sing', and one of them said 'wait till I get my hankie'!
[Laughs.]
[TM] Oh well, gaelic classes are just the thing,
plenty of sad songs in Gaelic.
[JMcK] Oh yes. Beautiful songs. But it was too
hard for us, we gave up. We'll maybe go back once we're retired
and got more time.
[TM] Where was that
[JMcK] At Peterhead. It was a very informal
class. Just locals speaking. ???
[JMcK] ???? Oh here comes disaster songs McKinnon
aye? What's this.
10
[BM] No One but Mother to Me.
[JMcK] Oh that's a sad one!
[BM] At's anither een. Dae ye ken it?
[TM] No, don't know that one.
[BM] It's jist, it's jist a couple of verses
like. Kinda business.
'There's no one like mother to me'
Sadly I've been thinkin tonight,
Thinkin of my sweet by and by
Memories of childhood so bright
Come back like a dream with a sigh
I've been thinkin of friends and of home
In the cottage far over the sea
O no matter where ere I roam
There's no one like mother to me
There's no one like mother to me
No matter how poor she may be
I go back to that home far over the sea
There's no one like mother to me
When I left that old home o'er the sea
I kissed them all goodbye at the gate
Somebody whispered to me
A loving voice asked me to wait
Her blessing she gave with a kiss
And the tears on her cheeks I could see
O no matter where ere I roam
There's no one like mother to me
There's no one like mother to me
No matter how poor she may be
I go back to that home far over the sea
There's no one like mother to me
[BM] That's at een.
[TM] Well that wasn't all that sad
[JMcK] [Laughs.] I once heard something that
I thought very funny. The Scottish and the Irish once they
go abroad very seldom come home, they just keep singing about
it. Very true. [Laughs.]
[BM] Oh there must be dozens.
[JMcK] Oh aye. Farm worker wasn't good enough
for Bobby's bonny bell, but then he let her marry the tinker.
Doesn't seem to make sense does it?
[TM] Well no, but he might just have gotten,
it might not have happened at the same time, no he might have
got rid of the farm worker because he was fed up of him and
then no one else would take her because she had a child.
[BM] I would surmise that wis the reason,
that wis why it would have gaen ye see.
[TM] Well apparently the child was raised by
the farm workers brother in the real case.
[BM] Oh aye,
[TM] So the child was taken care of. But I think
it was the law in those days anyway that the father had to
provide support.
[BM] Well, they wouldnae got a lot o support,
not at a like
[TM] No, I suppose, they wouldn't have been
making much money
[JMcK] At that day and age it would have been.
[TM] Yes there would have been very little to
go round wouldn't there.
[BM] But of course, if ye think back in terms
of my £7 a wik at I wis makin fan I got merried. What
does that represent the day?
[TM] Well, yes, what could you buy for that
£7, you could buy quite a lot.
[JMcK] At's right.
[BM] So the same could maybe be said for further
back ye gang like.
11
[BM] At's right, and the thing aboot further back as well
like, we've done away with the class system, but is it a good
thing? Because then you are like everybody else and the same
class. You know there was the rich and the poor, but if you
were poor everybody was poor roon aboot ye, besides now ye
have rich and poor stayin side by side.
[TM] It's a little more obvious the contrast.
[BM] Well, folk didna hae tae steal tae keep
up.
[TM] But they made an awfully poor wage.
[BM] Noo they hiv tae steal tae keep up with
the Joneses ye see. It's a niver endin question at like.
[TM] Oh yes.
[JMcK] But it is, it must be hard nowadays,
maybe there's not quite so much money in Peterhead as there
was a short time ago, when the fishing was at its height.
[TM] Or when the whaling was big last century.
[JMcK] But, there was, I mean some children
are going to school dressed in Paris fashions and other ones
their friends are having to go to school second hand clothes
and that.
[TM] There's nothing wrong with that of course.
[JMcK] No but just the contrast.
[TM] Yes they see the people in expensive clothes
and wonder what's happening.
[JMcK] And all these designer shoes and things
like that, it. It must be very hard for some parents.
[TM] Oh yes, I'm sure it is.
[JMcK] If their children and their children's
pals are in designer trainers and all the rest of it.
[JMcK] And they are so insistent on it.
[BM] There's nae pair o shoes in is wide world
worth fit they payin for some o them like.
[JMcK] That's right, how much more covered can
your feet get.
[BM] It's jist ridiculous, the designer labels
should jist a be daen awa wi like.
[JMcK] Bill was brought up in a four roomed
hoose.
[BM] Aye
[JMcK] Eight children and two parents.
[TM] Yes
[BM] And two grandparents.
[TM] Was that your mother's or father's?
[BM] My mother's parents.
[BM] But then people didnae hae the same belongings.
Ye didnae hae the same space, because ye woulda hid yer working
clothes and yer Sunday clothes and that woulda been it.
[BM] Weel until, foo long ago, three nails
on the back o the door held a my wardrobe! I mean even
fan we wis merried.
[BM] [Laughs.] We got married ???? to keep
a my stuff. And when summer came I'd to put on the ???
[JMcK] Well that's what they did you know. Put
away your winter things and now everything's out. But you
had three nails worth eh?
[BM] Well it held, nearly a the first half
o my life, aye, it would have held a my belongings. Oh aye.
In fact, it's nae until I got these damn kilts at I need mair
space. [Laughs.] I hid two ootfits ye ken. I've rather mair
pairs o troosers like at.
[TM] A but the kilt takes up a lot of room.
[JMcK] When we got married we had one small
room, and it was supposed to be a bedroom. Well, it held a
bed but the door didn't open properly. You know the room was
so small as the door didn't open properly (oh I see yes),
as the door didn't open properly for the bed.
[TM] You'd to squeak into the room.
[JMcK] At's right. And then we went up to the
big hoose ??? at Mintlaw on the Station Road, ma boss's hoose,
and oor furniture wis jist lost because we'd bocht everything
as small as possible, and then we went to this great big rooms….
[TM] With the high ceilings
[JMcK] The high ceilings
[BM] Aye, mm hm.
[JMcK] Oh dear.
[BM] Aye, it wis fine though, I likit bidin
there.
[TM] You liked that house.
[JMcK] He keeps saying he would like to go back
there, but I think what he's hankering back for its for his
youth and when the boys were small. [Laughs.] It's all part
and parcel isn't it.
[BM] I suppose. I do like the old houses.
[JMcK] Oh yes, the old houses are much better
than the modren ones, the more character to them. But eh,
more difficult to keep warm.
[TM] Especially with the high ceilings.
[JMcK] That's right.
[BM] Oh aye, and the heat sinks right intae
the wa's, ye ken its…
[TM] Yes, unless you have a nice coal fire going
all the time. Even in the summer time they can be cool.
[BM] At's one thing aboot this place, it's
nae ill tae heat.
[JMcK] Oh no, it's easy, it's easy heated.
[BM] Oh, it'll dae us.
[JMcK] Och well, it's comfortable. Nice
[JMcK] Yes. Mind you I'm running oot of walls
for pictures. [Laughs.]
[TM] Oh well, you'll need to build a wall out
back.
[JMcK] That's right.
[TM] Oh well, you have plenty of wall space,
look at this.
[JMcK] Yes, that's one bit, yes. [Laughs.] But
ye see that's always Bill's answer when I say I fancy a picture,
he says you've nowhere to put it, but that's right there is
a space there.
[TM] Oh maybe I shouldn't have said anything.
Troublemaker. [Laugh.]s He would like to stay in ???
[JMcK] He would like to stay there because there's
no wallpaper on the walls. It's just you know.
[TM] Just the stone walls.
[BM] Just the stone, great
[JMcK] No papering, no painting or decorating.
[BM] Just gie them a sweep doon noo and again.
[Laugh.]s
[TM] Talk about some place to heat though.
[JMcK] Yes, but he's restored it to the time
that it had been last lived in. You know it had stood for….
[BM] Stood for 200 year empty. So it hisnae
been spiled. At 200 year there wis nithin daen tae'll it,
so it's practically as it was built ken, which is great.
[TM] Yes, I'd like to see that.
[JMcK] Oh I'm sure Mark Ellington would be delighted
to show you round it, he hid all the Heritage Society up and
… And he's very interested in songs as well, he was a
folk singer as you know, and he's reprinting a lot of old
books at's gone oot o print.
[BM] He's a recordin studio on the top o it.
[TM] I've heard the name quite a bit in connection
with songs and so on, couldn't place him.
[BM] Aye, he woulda made his money singin.
[JMcK] The Bonnie Lass of Fyvie, and the Bonnie
Ship of Diamond. At seems tae be his two favourite songs,
I've heard him singin them a lot.
[BM] He's mebbe like me, maybe disnae mine
mony. [Laugh.]s
[TM] These are the two I learned first years
ago.
[JMcK] Is it.
12
[BM] I've an affa job minin songs, and I mean I used tae
mine them a, jist aff the top o ma heid.
[TM] Like some of the songs we've sung tonight.
[BM] But, we, foo many year back, twenty odd
year back, I wis in the Longside British Legion, and we used
tae get up a concert for the pensioners ken, and we started
practising in the doctor's surgery and we started reading
off of papers and from then on I've hid a lot of struggle.
[TM] It makes a huge difference doesn't it.
[BM] In fact, I jist canna mine them, I've
got tae hae this paper, jist for fear o gan wrang.
[TM] Even when you know you know it.
[BM] Aye, yes.
[TM] It's frustrating isn't it.
[BM] I know.
[BM] And I used tae mine em, jist.
[JMcK] Oh aye, ye never.
[BM] Jist, cause I was gan singin and whistlin
tae masel a day lang. I mean. Used tae be cerryin coal, the
rain lashin doon and here's me tekkin roon the gable, sengin
oot, comin back for the money and the wifie saying 'god are
ye mad!', and I'd a said tae her if I wis greetin! [Laughs.]
[TM] Better tae sing than greet.
13
[BM] Ye nivver hardly hear folk goin about the street whistlin
or singin now though.
[TM] I know, I sometimes do and somebody walks
by and I think, oh I shouldn't.
[BM] Ye should see the looks I get files,
when tikkin doon the road there.
[JMcK] Oh but, we'll be going down the practice
and Bill's machine would be going, and we, ye dinna hear him,
but the machine goes off and all of a sudden ye hear this
voice, [Laugh.]in and singin and [Laugh.]s
[TM] Oh they're grand things songs.
[JMcK] There wis somebody said to Bill a few
weeks ago, and she saw him walking down the street and she
was going to shout at him, but he was busy singin so she just
let him walk on. [Laughs.]
[BM] Noo, I dinna ken fit's gan wrang wi abody
like.
[JMcK] Noo ye see if ye sing in the streets
noo, ye're looked at as being odd.
[TM] People think you should be in the hospital.
[JMcK] At's right. Ye see the thing now, where
once folk woulda sang where they were working, eh now they
have their plugs and their personal hifis and a the rest o
it, or a ghetto blaster blasting oot. This was years ago,
Bill had been recording, he'd a super wee tape recorder.
[BM] It's through here.
[JMcK] Oh is it? It'll be covered in dust. He
wis oot digging the garden and he'd oot his tape recorder
listening to himself, that's laziness.
[JMcK] Yes, doesn't even sing for himself. Oh
you can take the dust off with…
[BM] It's, it still records like, but it records
and it plays, but it's nae windin the spools,
[TM] Oh I see yes.
[BM] I think the pulleys and at hiv jist gaen
oot.
[TM] There's probably a little rubber belt in
there that's broken. You'd rather.
[JMcK] Yes. ???
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[JMcK] Plays the guitar like.
[TM] What about your brother who was.
[JMcK] Aye, the brother that was on the tape?
He's never sung. It wis jist, he jist did that in his own
hoose, because he hid the tape recorder.
[TM] So if I went and visited him he wouldn't
sing for me.
[JMcK] No, no I wouldnae think so.
[TM] And how about your other niece, the one
near Boddam.
[JMcK] Aye, Elsie. She might.
[TM] If I was real nice.
[JMcK] I'm jist nae sure.
[BM] I dinna ken fit tae say tae that een
tae be quite honest.
[JMcK] But she used tae go oot and play a lot,
played the organ a lot, but she never really sang.
[TM] Would she play for me.
[JMcK] Oh she might.
[TM] Play melodian.
[JMcK] Eh, nae sure what she's got at the moment.
She still got her organ
[BM] Oh she still his her, I think it's a
Yamaha she his.
[JMcK] Uh huh, she wouldna still hae her accordian
his she?
[BM] Oh possibly.
[JMcK] Well Bill has a melodian but he winna
play it for onybody.
[TM] Are you sure.
[Laughs.]
[BM] Aye, it's sitting ben there amusing yersel
like, it's anither thing.
[JMcK] Do you play anything yourself?
[TM] A bit on the ???, irish drum.
[JMcK] Oh yes,
[TM] Mandolin as well. Wee bittie.
[Tape fades in and out.]
[JMcK] Banjo?
[BM] We've a banjo, that I canna mak nothin
o. There's a trumpet up in the attic, it's ????
[JMcK] Yes. There's a guitar. Oh no, you once
???? At one time the hoose wis full o musical instruments,
we had an organ, a melodian, well there wis two melodians,
there's two ladies in Mintlaw that play the melodian and it
was to save one of them have to carry her one aboot.
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