Probus Club of Lomond

Newsletter 25 August 2019

From the Chairman lmost 150 years ago Lewis Carroll wrote In 150 years little has changed. As Lewis Carroll his ‘Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland’ demonstrates in his Alice in Wonderland books, Astories that are so popular with children. an essential enjoyment is the opportunity to These stories stretch the imagination beyond exercise our imagination and stretch our normal bounds. The characters include various experience to keep the brain working. The Talks animals including a March Hare and a Dormouse. Group, building on the high standard of their In the second novel ‘Through the Looking-Glass predecessors, has arranged a most attractive and what Alice found there’, a story written programme for next year. I hope that you will following interest by Queen Victoria, is a tale set free up your minds, step through the Looking- as a game of chess with the chessmen behaving as Glass and join in our meetings. humans. As the game progresses we meet new characters Tweedledum and Tweedledee. Tweedledee insists on reciting his poem ‘The Walrus and the Carpenter’ which describes a Probus Walks 2018/19 beach walk where they meet a family of oysters. 5th October 2018 - Killearn to Blanefield After a while they stop for a rest at a rock which Water Pipeline is an opportunity to talk: ammering on the door of Sisters Bake in Killearn to let us in for coffee at 10 am ‘The time has come’ the Walrus said, was not an auspicious start for the day, ‘To talk of many things: H but at least the weather was set fine. However, Of shoes - and ships – and sealing wax- Of cabbages - and kings – And why the sea is boiling hot – And whether pigs have wings.’

What has this to do with our Probus Club? Tweedledee’s poem accurately describes our fortnightly meetings. A range of speakers present Papers on a widely varied selection of topics. They never fail to surprise us with new information and always trigger interest to stir our minds into action. In the question and answer session members either raise issues which The party outside Killearn Village Hall ready for challenge them or add to the discussion with their the walk to Blanefield own experiences. We leave the meeting refreshed our eleven walkers got their coffee eventually and and stimulated by the morning talk ready to relax we set off down Killearn Main Street past the and socialise with our friends over lunch at the Buchanan Monument to turn up Ibert Road and “Clachan”. climb the hill up to “millionaire’s row” where we admired among the fine houses the Charles

1 Rennie Mackintosh designed Auchenibert. to the duck pond bow lake in the river Teith and Onward onto the Campsie moor with fine views finishing at the car park. Lunch at the excellent over to Loch and Ben Lomond and onto the Old Bank Building where some managed water pipeline track with lots of discussion about gammon steaks with two fried eggs; much needed the engineering works for the Glasgow water after two and half hours walking. supply. We crossed various aqueducts admiring the stone work, avoided Duntreath pheasants and 12th February 2019 - Stirling Golf Course, the looked up to the exposed lava flow rock faces Castle & Gowan Hill that form the edge of the Campsies. All this chat On an overcast but mainly dry day, 13 of us met led to some walkers being left behind and the up at the Pavilion café in Kings Park. After coffee walk took nearly 3 hours instead of the allotted we set off around the golf course admiring the two. However, we eventually assembled at the views and the effectiveness of some of the older Blane Valley Inn for lunch, which for eight out of players’ golf swings. Past the King’s Knott and eleven of us consisted of a lovely lamb shank, admiring some of John Allan’s (famous Stirling plus a pint of Caledonian bitter. Everyone except architect) solid mansions we laboured up the Ron had a bus pass for the return journey and Back-Walk path to the castle ramparts. Walking much to Ron’s chagrin his ticket cost him £4! along beneath the mighty cliff face, images of boiling oil and “gardez loo” came to mind. There 26th November 2018 - Callander Three was even a chainsaw carving of the John Damien Bridges. who in 1503 put on wings and tried to fly from Twelve walkers met at Mhor Bread café for the castle walls; he failed, obviously and broke cappuccinos before setting off in fine weather only his leg. We crossed the Back o’Hill Road and across Callander road bridge into Coilhallan round to Gowan hill where magnificent views wood. Enjoying the lovely views across to Ben revealed themselves over to the Wallace Ledi we descended to Gartchonzie bridge (built Monument and Dumyat. On a good day you in 1777) across the Gobhain water and walked up could have seen as far as the Forth Bridges; it towards the 700BC iron age Dunmore fort. Next, wasn’t a good day, but impressive none the less. we ascended a steep hill to Samson’s Stone which is a glacial erratic boulder perched on top of Bochastle Hill. Tom provided much needed sweets at the top and we surveyed the views over to Loch Venachar and Callander.

Some of the party at the viewpoint with Stirling Castle in the background

Next down hill to the graveyard and onto the castle Esplanade to look at the statues of Robert Walkers enjoy a break at Sampson’s Stone Bruce and the Argyle soldier in memory of the We descended to the disused railway at Kilmahog fallen during the Boer war. It was now lunch time and passed by the ramparts of a Roman fort and the Port Cullis did us proud with Orkney ale dating from the first century AD rule of Julius and real breaded fish & chips. Restored we set off Agricola. Next a detour off the railway to visit an downhill through the Old Town cemetery with its old church and the Little Leny burial ground weird star pyramid and encased statue to the where the said well-known Gaelic poet, Dugald Mary Martyrs who were drowned in the Forth for Buchanan (none of us had heard of him!) was their protestant beliefs. Back past Cowan’s buried in 1768 with an interesting memorial Hospital and down to join the Back Walk, stone. Over the third bridge, across the river Leny returning past the golf course to the Pavilion where we started. An interesting expedition.

2 4th April 2019 - Aberfoyle & Loch Ard Stories to tell my Grandchildren - 1 12 walkers met at Liz Macgregors coffee shop in y grandchildren Abby and Sam are 3 Aberfoyle and set off down Kirk lane past the years and 1 year old so it is possible I Old Covenanters to Lochan Spling. At which may not be around to tell them of point it began to rain as we admired the Rob M some of the incidents I have witnessed, or been Mulholland sculptures of pike, dragon fly and part of, in my life so I am writing them down osprey standing in the water. (Little known fact – now and hope they might also be of interest to Ron used to play poker with Rob!). The rain got Probus Club of Lomond members. heavier as we crossed the bridge over the Story Number 1 Duchray water and posed for another Dalton photo opportunity. Through the Milton car park “PIGS! One! Two! Three! Four!” The man with the close-cropped blonde hair and pale blue eyes shouted as he pointed at each of us in turn. The crowd around us quickly retreated until we found ourselves alone in a circle of demonstrators viewing us with either astonishment or outright hostility. Our accuser continued “These men are police agents sent to spy on us! We were at one with the astonished category of bystanders, it was a very unexpected development. The year was 1970 and on 30 April President Nixon had announced he was sending US Forces into Cambodia to disrupt North Vietnamese troops and Viet Cong guerrillas who were using an area of the neutral state close to the border as a base to launch attacks on US and South Vietnamese Forces. On 9 May 1970 a demonstration was to be held outside the US Photo opportunity on the Duchray Water bridge Embassy to demonstrate against US “aggression” and a long hall up the hill under heavier rain to in Vietnam and Cambodia. I was a 21 year old Lochan a Ghleannain (small loch of the little First year student at Kings College London, I had glen) which is a picture post card scene with its completed four years of a five year Student islet, Scots pines and duck swimming. Another Apprenticeship at the Royal Naval Dockyard in photo opportunity. Downhill to Loch Ard and Devonport and was on unpaid leave to undertake along the loch side noting Donald Hardie’s old a Bachelor of Science degree in Mechanical house Dun Dubh on the other side and later past Engineering. I was living in the University of Peter Timpson’s previous house Lochend. A London Student Hall at Cartwright Gardens. On popular place for Probus members to live and that day four students, myself included, had move on! The end was in site as we walked into decided to attend the demonstration to see what Aberfoyle weary after 7 miles and three hours of it was like rather than any desire to protest. I was walking. A private oak panelled room in The with Ed, a foreign exchange student from New York; Rob, another mature student from the Devonport Dockyard and Ian who was (I think) a medical student. Ed was usually accompanied by Bill O’Reilly, a larger than life student from New York who has since gained fame, if not notoriety as a political talk show host on Fox News and was Donald Trump’s interviewer of choice before the US Presidential elections. Lunch in the Forth Inn The day of the demonstration dawned and the Forth Inn provided a nice venue for lunch and marchers were assembling near Marble Arch to for entertainment we had a quiz on the people in make their way down Oxford Street to the portraits around the wall. Ronald won as Grosvenor Square. We decided to save ourselves some were his ancestors! the long walk and go to the final destination

3 outside the United States Embassy. It was a said “No we’re not we are Students” At this point lovely sunny summer’s day and we approached a scruffy older man said in a Cockney accent “I Grosvenor Square from the north side and made know all them in Special Branch from Jock our way around the gardens, past a solitary Wilson downwards, and they’ve all got Student Triumph Herald saloon car in the otherwise ID cards”. Having recently checked with deserted road, (the front of the Embassy was Wikipedia I have discovered that Jock Wilson was blocked by crowd barriers and ranks of born in Dundee in 1922 joined the Metropolitan policemen) to the south side. It was there that we Police in 1946 and Special Branch in 1948, saw the lines of police horses drawn up in ranks whereupon he rose to be Deputy Chief like cavalry with their officers in their saddles. It Superintendent in 1968 and the Head of Special was a memorable sight and we joined other Branch by 1969. Had I access to this information (peaceful) members of the public in talking to the at the time I could have made a cogent argument mounted policemen and patting their horses. The that it was highly unlikely that a 47 year old senior horses didn’t have any of the protective policemen would need to pass himself off as a equipment such as facial armour which has student therefore scruffy man’s statement lacked become necessary nowadays. Eventually we heard credibility. However the gap in the exchange the incredible noise of the main demonstration caused by my lack of response was filled by the approaching and made our way back to the first man saying “If you’re not the police, you’re Square. Events moved very quickly after we re- big lads and you can form a wedge and drive us entered the Square. The crowd surged forward through the police lines.” Whilst this was from the north side of the Square around the happening we were being photographed by gardens and towards the south exit and then several individuals and Ed was asked by a stopped. I could see there was an enthusiastic but bystander if it was true that he was from the inexpert attempt to dismantle the Triumph Special Branch. Ed replied in his New York Herald. There was also a lot of shouting and accent “What’s it to Ya”. It could only be a chanting of anti-American slogans. After some matter of time before he could have been accused time the police formed a chain with linked arms of being in the CIA. I responded to the invitation to close off the south exit they then proceeded, to head the charge into the police lines by saying with the considerable assistance of their mounted “No we haven’t come here to fight the police”. police who were spaced at regular intervals along Whereupon we were told in no uncertain terms their line to use their horsepower to push the that if we weren’t going to fight the police we crowd back about 20 yards up the Square. It was could go forth and multiply. The crowd parted as a very clever and co-ordinated operation. At one we made our way to the fence by the gardens. It stage in the press I was pushed up against an seemed sensible to have an escape route over the older policeman who rather tersely asked who or fence and face arrest rather than a beating from what I was demonstrating for or against. When I the people we had just met. As we left, one of the replied to the effect that I was sightseeing rather photographers shouted “We’ve got your photos! than demonstrating he immediately switched to a You’ll be on the wall at the LSE, your cover’s “Dixon of Dock Green” stereotype and advised blown!”. The London School of Economics was me to look after myself because there were some well known in those days as a centre of radical nasty people about. I’m not sure, but he might student politics and also apparently had a photo even have said “Mind how you go”. gallery as well. As we left Ian remarked that the Now that the march had halted and was faces of the police manning the fence who had effectively “kettled” by closing off the exit from witnessed the recent scene were incredulous. I the Square and demonstrators climbing over the hadn’t noticed, but I did see some thuggish fence into the gardens to get access to the looking men quickly making their way through Embassy would have been intercepted by the the crowd to the area we had just vacated. The mounted police, there was obviously a need crowd had thinned by the time we passed the among the more militant demonstrators for a shell of the luckless Triumph Herald and we distraction, which is where this story began. made good speed as we left the scene at a brisk Having been accused of being police spies I walking pace. remembered that I had brought my University of The moral of this story Abby and Sam, are that London photographic ID card which I quickly public demonstrations may be held for any produced from my top pocket with a flourish and number of causes, some good, some bad, but

4 there will always be people who will attempt to buckets of galena (lead ore) from lower levels. take advantage of the situation for their own Children as young as 8-10 years then dragged ends. Be careful, in fact, mind how you go. heavy wooden sleds, laden with ore to the mine entrance along the tunnel with its floor of rough and sharp Greywacke, a hard variety of Outing to Wanlockhead. sandstone. Water dripped constantly from the “Through the dust and the smoke of this roof and walls and light was provided by candles. man-made hell Our attention was drawn to some marks of picks Walked a giant of a man that the miners in the roof where a seam of ore had been dug knew well...” out: it looked as if they had been made yesterday! (From Big Bad John by Jimmy Dean 1961....) n May 14th, a select group from Lomond Probus travelled to the highest Ovillage in Scotland, namely Wanlockhead in Dumfries and Galloway at the head of the Mennock Pass. The doorstep of the highest house is 1,475 feet above sea level, but early May was warm in Scotland this year and the sun shone. Having had coffee, we donned hard hats for a conducted tour of the 18th/19th century Lochnell mine, part of Williamson’s drift. Our guide was the avuncular Bob, a native of Allendale in Northumbria, another lead mining area.

Was this man caught trying to avoid paying his entrance fee?

Adult miners at this time received about £20 a year, a substantially higher rate of pay than coal miners of the period, who earned £5. Hand tools and candles were not supplied, but had to be bought in the local store owned by the mining company. From 1700, 40,000 tonnes of lead were produced from local mines as well as 10,000 tonnes of zinc and 25 tonnes of silver. Toxic The entrance tunnel - better lit than when in use fumes from the local lead smelter caused much lead poisoning and early death. Some of the world’s purest gold was also mined and used to The shaft we entered is horizontal, about 7 feet make the Honours of Scotland, on display in high and 4 feet wide and took us about 200 yards Edinburgh Castle. Panning for gold in the local into the hillside. The whole mine was extensive, burn is becoming a popular pastime nowadays. descending through many levels to a depth of The land and mineral rights in Wanlockhead about 1200 feet. The strongest miner operated were owned by the Duke of Buccleuch, who the windlass at the end of the shaft, bringing up

5 granted leases to various mining companies. In Education in lowland Scotland was quite well the late 19th century production declined until established and by the late 17th century there was the Fraser brothers obtained leases and formed a network of parish schools under the Church. the Wanlockhead Lead Mining Company, which Attendance, however, was often poor and many was successful until the Great Depression children in the area were sent out to work. brought production to an end in 1934. Before Our visit took place on a warm Spring day, but World War 1 the Frasers had an impressive stone we were reminded that life in Wanlockhead in an built Institute erected for the village, but the era when the weather was colder must have been 1960’s saw it demolished, a reminder of the considerably harder. The lead ore was washed in vandalism of Glasgow’s tenements in the same cold water even in winter, this work being period. delegated mostly to children. There was a Bob then took us on a tour of Straitsteps particularly cold period after the eruption of cottages, the interiors of which have been Mount Tamboro in 1816 which was known in the recreated to show life in 1750, 1850 and 1910 Northern hemisphere as “the year without a respectively. He recounted the tragic tale of summer”. Jennie Miller, a farm servant, who was making the But what about lead today? Current annual journey home to Leadhills for her sister’s production worldwide is about 10 million tonnes, wedding in January 1877. The weather was but with over half coming from recycling, lead extremely cold and she died in the snow still originally mined in the hills of Wanlockhead and holding her wedding present of a teapot. On our Leadhills remains in use today. way back for lunch we passed an impressive beam engine, formerly used to pump water out of one of the mines. Stories to tell my Grandchildren - 2 After lunch we visited the adjacent Lead Mining ehind me I could hear the clatter of a rifle Museum where we could have spent much time, falling followed by the sound of a body although I found the soundtrack of a man collapsing on the hard ground. It was coughing a little too reminiscent of my working Bfollowed soon afterwards by the sound of two stretcher bearers scurrying along the ranks of sailors to retrieve the unconscious man, his rifle and cap and whisk him away out of sight. It was 8th November 1987 Remembrance Day and I was the Royal Navy Contingent Commander at the Cenotaph. I would like to say I had been specially selected for this task because of my exceptional personal qualities, however the truth is rather more prosaic. I was a Lieutenant Commander awaiting a sea-going appointment and available. The Cenotaph Ceremony is one of the most important in the Armed Forces annual calendar and the Army was represented by the Guards and Household Cavalry Ceremonial Duties Contingents, the Air Force by the RAF Regiment and the Royal Marines by new recruits fresh out of Commando training. The Royal The party with the Davy, our guide for the library Navy used its well known strengths of part of the visit. improvisation (think Dunkirk and Falklands) and scoured the RN shore establishments for officers life in the wards of Glasgow. and ratings who could be spared for around five weeks training. The training involved marching, Davy from Leadhills was our guide to one of halting and stationary drills but was mostly about the oldest subscription libraries in Scotland, standing still in the “stand easy” position with founded in 1756. Subscribers were entitled to feet apart and rifles at heel and officers’ swords borrow 4 small volumes a month and woe betide resting point down to the ground. The weeks of anyone who lost or damaged a volume. We daily training built up our ability to march and listened to a conversation between a subscriber stand still for several hours at a time. The key and the librarian and were introduced to a skill in standing for long periods was to maintain character known as the book inspector. concentration (and blood circulation) by wiggling

6 our toes. After training we moved to London, I On Saturday I attended the Royal Tournament went ahead to attend the rehearsal on Wednesday at the Royal Albert Hall, a great opportunity to 4 November. The original plan was for a full see the Field Gun Competition. This had its rehearsal of all detachments. However this was origin in the Second Boer war in South Africa significantly amended to make it one for the where the British garrison of Ladysmith endured heads of detachments to practice their commands an epic 119 day siege in 1899. The Royal Navy and Commonwealth representatives to rehearse landed guns from H.M. Ships “Terrible” and their wreath laying. I was provided with two Irish “Powerful” to help in the relief of the siege. guardsmen to act as the RN contingent stationed Special carriages and mountings had been at each end of the front row. They stood crisply improvised and six guns, each weighing nearly to attention when the command was given and half a metric tonne, were manhandled by 280 our part of the rehearsal passed without a hitch. blue-jackets over rough terrain to help relieve the The timing of the commands for the Royal siege. The Field Gun Competition consisted of Navy at the Cenotaph Ceremony are quite teams of eighteen very motivated, fit and important, all Armed Services have to be in place disciplined individuals who competed to and at the “stand easy” position by 10:35 at the negotiate walls and a chasm, disassembling and latest and the RN has to be there first as the other reassembling the gun, in order to transport and services followed on. The parade then waits, with fire it on completion. The Royal Tournament massed bands playing whilst the ex-Service Competition ended in 1999, but variants still columns march on and are in place at 10:50. The continue and nowadays even the Army and RAF bands continue to play until 10:56. The cue for provide teams. me was an excerpt from Elgar’s “Nimrod” at Sunday dawned and we assembled at Chelsea which point I brought myself to attention and Barracks ready to march the 2 miles to Whitehall, called the Royal Navy to attention. This would the weather was overcast and chilly. We arrived in then be followed by the Royal Marines, Army, good time and formed up to wait for the rest of Royal Air Force and Civilian Services at which the parade to arrive. As the minutes wore on the point we would all become part of the “Parade” Privy Council, Political Leaders, Church and follow Parade orders. It is most important representatives all filed out and then Elgar’s that the Parade is ready and standing to attention Nimrod was played. I made my best parade before H.M. the Queen and other members of ground command of “Royal Navy” to bring my the Royal Family arrive at the Cenotaph between men to the “at ease” position noticing as I did 10:59 and 11:00. It was possibly career- that the former Prime Minister Harold Wilson in threatening, if I missed my cue. the Privy Council visibly shuddered. He On the Thursday there was the Field of shuddered even more when I followed up the Remembrance Ceremony at St Margaret’s command with “Royal Navy Ho”. The orders Church, Westminster Abbey which was attended cascaded down all the Service detachments until by H.M. The Queen Mother. I had a small the parade commander, a six foot five inch detachment of Ratings and we stood in the Sergeant Major of the Guards, called us all to position as designated by the RN drill staff along attention before the Queen and Royal Family with other members of the Armed Services. As filed out to their places. Shortly afterwards the the Queen Mother passed by she asked if all the first gun was fired to commence the two minutes small crosses and poppies (which commemorated silence, on completion the second gun fired and the fallen of both World Wars) on the lawns were the buglers of the Royal Marines sounded “Last in place. I assured her that they were, realising at Post”. The Royal Family laid their wreaths and the same time that we were blocking her view. To the Parade was commanded to stand at ease. The this day I wonder if I could have managed the massed bands then commenced to play a Funeral drill commands to manoeuvre my men to enable March whilst the other representatives laid their her to see past us. However, as there was no wreaths. There then followed a service and after space available, we were required to follow the phrase: “Be amongst you and remain with you procedures rather than display initiative. always” the Parade was brought to attention, We were billeted in the Langtry Hotel in RAF buglers sounded Reveille, one verse of the Bayswater, a building which, rumour has it, National Anthem was played and the Royal started its life as a private home for Lilly Langtry Family departed. The parade was ordered to a close friend of King Edward VII. It even had a “Stand at Ease” and “Stand Easy” was followed private theatre where Miss Langtry could by wreath laying by the President of the Royal perform. Today it has been fully renovated and British Legion followed by officials of other ex- renamed as the Grande Royale Hotel. In 1987 it Service Associations. It was around this time was a little tired since its opening as a hotel in when my RN ratings began to fall over. I’m not 1972, however it was obviously quite inexpensive sure how many went, but it had a cascade effect for a London hotel. and provided great amusement among the Army ranks opposite us who were on full-time

7 ceremonial duties and knew how to wiggle their Pitlochry Theatre Outing toes. Following the march past by the Royal bout a dozen Probus members, partners British Legion and other ex-Service Associations and guests met in the warm mid-June and once the rear of their final column was 50 sunshine in Drymen Square and we were yards south of the Cenotaph we marched off to A soon on our way to Pitlochry in the very the cheers of the crowds in our slightly depleted comfortable Allander Coaches charabanc. We detachment. It was a moment of exhilaration to paused in Buchlyvie to pick up another batch of have taken part in an important ceremonial event theatre goers and again at Stirling Castle Park and and I certainly felt I could have marched all the Ride where we collect a final group bringing the way back to Portsmouth. total to 31. One of the junior officers had arranged for his family to video the BBC’s broadcast of the ceremony and I was sent a copy. I listened to the massed bands playing Nimrod, and just as gave my first command, the commentator Frank Bough started talking. This was a minor disappointment in comparison to the relief I felt when the BBC chose not to film the collapsing sailors. The moral of this story Abby and Sam is to remember to concentrate and don’t forget to wiggle your toes!

Universal Stream Probus members, friends and partners at Tumbling, innocent, meandering stream, Pitlochry Festival Theatre blind, though purposeful, seeking your goal, effortless, playing your role in a dream, Arriving at the Festival Theatre mid-morning created as part of a wonderful whole. there was plenty of time for a stroll and lunch Whence came your water, my burbling friend? before the matinée performance of the play Well primal hydrogen, it seems, is your sire Blythe Spirit. Some walked up the short distance - that atom from which all others descend - to the Power Station and its fish ladder hoping to its marriage to oxygen lit the first fire. see salmon swimming by the observation window In your cosseting stable creation is rife: however this has been closed for “safety Your sinuous presence in all living things reasons”. It has been replaced by an electronic - for liquid water is essential for life - counter and a CCTV image on display at the attests to the wonders that hydrogen brings. nearby Visitor’s Centre. Ponder the absolute when you next look Blythe Spirit is a comic play by Noël Coward, and hark to the sound of a babbling brook. first performed in 1941. It concerns the socialite and novelist Charles Condomine, who invites the For Brian ( and Heather ) eccentric medium and clairvoyant, Madame Arcati, to his house to conduct a séance, hoping to gather material for his next book. The scheme backfires when he is haunted by the ghost of his Temperature annoying and temperamental first wife, Elvira, For those who live in Scotland’s barren land, after the séance. Elvira makes continual attempts whose meagre rations sent their kin away, to disrupt Charles's marriage to his second wife, what fortune, left to nature’s cold command Ruth, who cannot see or hear the ghost. Through could change its weather, rainy, cold and grey? numerous twists and turns, some fatal, the The pity is the cruel lack of sun, entertaining play concludes with Charles , Ruth and Elvira all ending up in the spirit world where, to ripen fruit and grow sufficient wheat: we presume, they live happily ever after in a his reign is stopped when summer’s just begun, ménage a trois. cannot the sky retain a bit more heat? Returning to the real world, afternoon tea Well, global warming says it surely can followed the play before the journey back down and, if this heat is caused by CO2, the A9. more of it could benefit my clan. This was a highly successful outing; thanks go The rest of Scotland should be happy too. to Chairman Tom Gilchrist who, assisted by So, burn that coal until its very end - Treasurer Peter Timpson, made the we northern folk will always be your friend. arrangements.

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