I hope I don't get shouted at but have so many memories and your suggestion prompted me BT!!I know at least one of the following buildings has gone but the other two are still there! Perhaps if I go on too much a moderator will move my post ( please be kind! done in the BEST possible intention:)
Anyway, way back in 69 we had to sit an exam if we wanted to go the Mungo-St Mungo's Academy - I think my exam was a foregone conclusion as my dad had taught there since before the war, been to war in the navy , married my Mum ( Manx ) while stationed in the Isle of Man, come back, retook his teaching position and my two brothers had preceeded me. Anyway, having been accepted, on the first day of term we had to assemble in the school courtyard in Parson St
A whole list of names were read out and you had to lsiten carefully to hear what class you were in. My dad was the head teacher in Kennedy Street but I was not headed there- me and all the others were headed to Duke Street, or what we called St Kents. ( strange, as I remember it had Alexanders's Public School all across the front) I always remember marching in our spanking new uniforms down High Street to our new school, smell of the Tennents Brewery etc!
[img]http://i147.photobucket.com/albums/r282/ranzaboy/Hidden%20Glasgow/stkents.jpg[img] The first year in st Kents you didn't know any better so you went to the dinner school which is now, I think, part of that development on the square- there were huge long tables, downstairs and disgusting food! Afterwards, when we knew better, we went to the dairy at the bottom of John Knox Street. Rolls and sausage, bacon etc, cups of soup. Does anybody remeber the wee wifie on the way up the hill on the left hand side of john Knox St, you went into her living room and paid tuppence for a wee glass of ginger. Oh and remember the Great Eastern! We went there because you got the best chips and we thought we were in some kind of five star hotel. Across the wall of our school playground was the Molendinar - so many of us got so far down the tunnel by chucking our ball over and saying " Brother, we've lost our ball " ( brothers were the ones who taught us!! ) But there was a story that if you get right down to the bend in the burn, you could sit down , and you would be taken by the stream and end up in the Clyde!!
After that, you went up to the Barony! That was the Rennie mackintosh building but we didn't know that then!. So instead of getting a bus along George Street we were big boys and either got one going along cathedral St or one going along Parly Road. Between the two Brother Adian used to whack you for being a couple of minutes late!