This blog is to introduce you to my town - Peebles, in the Scottish Borders - just one photo at a time, with perhaps a little description and maybe some history thrown in. I hope you will find it interesting. The title comes from a historical comment made by someone who preferred Peebles to the great and famous cities. I know how they felt. It's always a pleasure to return here however long you've been away.
If you want to make a comment, ask me a question, or merely just want to say "hello, I've dropped in", you can do that by using the comment section below each entry. (Just click on the word COMMENT and follow instructions. ) I'd love to know what you think of what you see of my town.
I don't have an expensive elaborate camera so the photo quality may not be brilliant, but I'd like to think my pics will please you. Looking forward to hearing from you.
Thanks to Mary H for the lovely designs I used for my background, and thanks too to all of you who have chosen to support my blog by becoming "followers".
Well I hope you'll think this good news. I asked one of the local photographic group if I could use his photos in my blog and he has agreed, so I would like to introduce you to Iain Mackay's photos. Iain is a local man, having grown up in the town. These first photos go back about 4 years - the reason I am not using his up to date ones just now is that he will be making a presentation to the photo group in January and I don't want to use too many of the pictures he might use then. Later maybe!
So, as I don't have time to write stuff, I will just show you a photo each day, mostly with Iain's titles. Most will be self explanatory anyway. Now enjoy.... and thanks so much Iain'
Today's photo is of the centre and south west of Peebles.
Well, the chances are I've found someone to take over the blog! TLC - no other name given - is moving to Peebles soon and has said he/she might take it on! That would be terrific, as I didn't want to abandon it! It's just as I've said before - I just don't have the time!
Thanks for your comments, TLC. Good Luck with your move to Peebles, and if you want to take on the blog here, I'd be delighted. You can see the website of our local photographic group at http://www.tweeddalephotographic.com for info of what who where when!. See you anon then!
Taken from my garden recently, the parish churxh crown is the main landmark for the town! It's so beautiful. At night thousands of starlings fly in to roost! You should hear the noise!!!
The island opposite the swimming pool, above Tweed Bridge, was formed by the silting up of the river over several years. I can't remember if it ws there when I was small, but it has been there well over 25 years which is the amount of time I have actually been living here. There is talk every now and again of removing it, but I reckon it is serving a purpose. Without it I would think winter high waters would hit the bridge much harder and undermine it.
Looking across the river to the church, with the 1980s swimming pool on the riverside, where a tweed mill stood till a fire destroyed it in the 1960s I remember the tall chimney from when I was a child, visiting Peebles with my family. The area of green on the left was probably where the original settlement of Pebyls was in prehistoric times.
Much the same view as yesterday's but including Riverside House, built as a hotel apparently, but transformed into retirement flats more than 25 years ago. Perhaps I'll put my name down for one of these - as long as I can have one with a river view.
Locally they called it Police Brae because the Police Station was on the corner at the top of the brae. It's real name is Port Brae as this was where the gate or port into Peebles was located centuries ago.
Well, I still haven't had a lot of time to go out on a Peebles photoshoot, but I do have a few more pics. I just thought of course that I have more photos of Peebles on Flickr http://www.flickr.com/photos/52909343@N06/sets/72157624628402139/ though I'm not much better at posting there than here. However, maybe I can set up a few to post daily for the next few days. Here's the river, as you look down towards the bridge and the church.
No takers! Oh dear. What's to be done? Maybe I'll try and post several photos at once when I can, but with titles only. Of course you can still see photos of Peebles in my personal blog here from time to time! I'll have a think about this blog though!
Meanwhile here are a few winter photos, from December. The snow started, unusually for these days, in November. First the Christmas tree outside the parish church. then fog and a bridge lamp followed by the nativity scene on the parish church steps and the parish church in freezing fog.
I have to offer you my apologies for letting this website lapse for so long. I am finding in retirement that I have so much to do that I really haven't got the same amount of time to get out and just take photos, then come home and write about them. You will probably notice that in my other blog too! Tonight is our Photographic Club meeting and I am going to ask if there is anyone there who would like to take over this blog.
I'll let you know what happens! Once again - sorry! I know you enjoy Peebles along with me.
So sorry it has been so long since I posted here. You'll notice I have removed the cbox for messages. That was because there were so many folk writing inappropriate messages. So if you want to write a message, click Comment and go from there. So, it was the summer when I last showed you a picture of Peebles so let's see where we go from there.
Well, before I post anything else, I want to show you an email I received today, concerning this photo that I posted here about this time last year. See it here. Loved the description, and the bit of comparatively recent history. Thanks CD.
" Huge thanks for posting this pic, it was my best climbing tree from age 7-16. We had a rope on the branch that reaches out and we kept it up top when not in use so that it was fairly secret (though I don't think we put it there).
Rather than getting on at ground level you mounted it while standing on the wall and did what age 7 felt like a death defying leap off the wall with your legs straight out so they just missed the ground as it flew down the bank and out over the Tweed. Thrilling.
Years of tree climbing built up strong arms which came in handy as that part of the Tweed is also where aged 8-10 I was to be seen 'rescuing' rowing boats between May and August. My mum worked at 'the Boats' which were just up river at the other end of the path that this beech is on (boat shed may still be there).
There was a barrier rope to mark where people should turn back but quite often someone would struggle and end up heading towards the weir in a panic, at which point I was dispatched in a separate boat to nip down and tow them back.
Being towed by a child was especially embarrassing for men who'd taken their families out for a treat but I absolutely loved doing it. There were two jetty's, one either side of the river but the one that you set off from seems to be gone now. There was also a Pitch 'n' Put there, just below the embankment that has the stone entrance to what we were told was an ice store for Neidpath Castle in the past.
Thanks for bring back lots of great memories. CD"
CD is right. The jetties have gone, though I now wonder if what I know as the fishing jetty was perhaps the one on the other side? CD? I only know of the putting green that used to be on Tweed Green, but I know where CD is talking about. The stone ice store is still there, but I wonder again if it was more likely to be the store for Hay Lodge, as it's quite far from Neidpath Castle? Hope to hear from you again, CD. I'd like to hear more of your stories.
Known variously as Evelyn, Ev and Evee. I retired from work about four years ago! Where has the time gone? Thought there would be lots more time for travelling, meeting up with friends and relatives, digital scrapbooking, blogging, lacemaking and all my new hobbies, but there just aren't enough hours in the day!
Continually continuing with home and garden improvements, and maybe the occasional visit here and there.