GLAMIS ROAD CHRISTMAS

Looking at the photo of Calton Church brought back this early Christmas memory.

Christmas eve, aboot wan in the mornin, saw me looking oot ma bedroom windae. I wis at that age when I never knew if Santa wis real or not - so it's Christmas and I canny sleep..... and forbye that.....IT'S SNOWING.....a rerr thing indeed!

It was so very quiet......and showing in the snow were two horizontal lines with what appeared to be scuff marks. Like something had been walking right down the middle of the road. Or could it have been something pulling something? A sleigh perhaps?
I was beside myself wi excitement.
There it was at last - the PROOF I needed.
My brother Stewart had been saying that Santa was only our Dad..... but I was a determined believer and having none of it. And now here was the proof!

I stood there and stared out at the softy falling snow and then I suddenly heard voices.

As I stared hard at the street with ma heart thumpin, the source of the voices came into view. It was two big Glesga Polis walking doon the middle of Glamis Road pushing their bicycles alang through the snow. One bike on either side and the two polis in the middle. I was gutted.

That was probably the worst Christmas I ever had. But I still believe in the festival of Christmas. And in my heart - who knows - maybe, like a lot of us, the child inside still believes just a wee bit..... don't you think?


(original Comment from Calton Church post: Editor)