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TITLE
Inverness Memories - local 'wordies'
EXTERNAL ID
GB1796_SINCLAIR_MRSROLLO_23
PLACENAME
Inverness
OLD COUNTY/PARISH
INVERNESS: Inverness and Bona
PERIOD
1970s
CREATOR
Mrs Rollo
SOURCE
Inverness Museum and Art Gallery
ASSET ID
2144
KEYWORDS
homeless
homeless people
audio

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In the late 1970s, Mrs Rollo, an elderly resident of Friars Street, Inverness, shared her memories of old Inverness with Bill Sinclair. Mrs. Rollo had lived as a child in Shore Street and moved to Friars Street in the early 1920s. She had five of a family; three boys and two girls. Her husband worked for the Highland Railway. In this audio extract, Mrs. Rollo remembers some of the local characters or 'wordies'.

The photograph is of Mrs Rosie Rollo, her husband John (in his army uniform), and one of the couple's children. It was taken around 1918.

Interviewer: When would you, would you say 'wordies' came?

Well, all that years here we never hardly locked a door; we never had any rough men or anything coming. They would knock at the door. 'Can you give me a piece?' If they were sober, they got something but if they came with the smell of the drink, Ah never gave them nothing. An if they were - If it was a cold, wet day or that, they would sit in the foot o the stair an Ah would give them a, a bowl o soup, or sometimes just a plate o porridge they would get - a bowl o porridge an milk. An when the rationing was on they would say, oh, they lost the - their books, or something. Can ye get tea or sugar. Ah says, 'We're rationed oursels, we can't get it.' But, Ah said, 'Would ye take cocoa?' If they would refuse cocoa I knew fine they werna hungry. An sometimes they would come for a candle or a - an matches. Cause, ye see, they would - them that was sober - they would have what they needed for themselves but then the other ones would steal it on them, an then they put their money on drink.

But there were a nice old man, an he came wi a box, an he had it all neat in rows, threads, an elastic, an darning wool, an all that sort o thing. An when things was scarce he always knocked at the door an asked me was I needing anything - tape an all. I was never short o thread or anything. An sometimes, if he wouldn't get his supply in - perhaps it was only just a packet or two he would get - an he would come wi a bit elastic, a roll or two elastic in his pocket, so at they wouldn't know that he had it

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Inverness Memories - local 'wordies'

INVERNESS: Inverness and Bona

1970s

homeless; homeless people; audio

Inverness Museum and Art Gallery

Bill Sinclair Audio: Inverness Recollections

In the late 1970s, Mrs Rollo, an elderly resident of Friars Street, Inverness, shared her memories of old Inverness with Bill Sinclair. Mrs. Rollo had lived as a child in Shore Street and moved to Friars Street in the early 1920s. She had five of a family; three boys and two girls. Her husband worked for the Highland Railway. In this audio extract, Mrs. Rollo remembers some of the local characters or 'wordies'. <br /> <br /> The photograph is of Mrs Rosie Rollo, her husband John (in his army uniform), and one of the couple's children. It was taken around 1918.<br /> <br /> Interviewer: When would you, would you say 'wordies' came?<br /> <br /> Well, all that years here we never hardly locked a door; we never had any rough men or anything coming. They would knock at the door. 'Can you give me a piece?' If they were sober, they got something but if they came with the smell of the drink, Ah never gave them nothing. An if they were - If it was a cold, wet day or that, they would sit in the foot o the stair an Ah would give them a, a bowl o soup, or sometimes just a plate o porridge they would get - a bowl o porridge an milk. An when the rationing was on they would say, oh, they lost the - their books, or something. Can ye get tea or sugar. Ah says, 'We're rationed oursels, we can't get it.' But, Ah said, 'Would ye take cocoa?' If they would refuse cocoa I knew fine they werna hungry. An sometimes they would come for a candle or a - an matches. Cause, ye see, they would - them that was sober - they would have what they needed for themselves but then the other ones would steal it on them, an then they put their money on drink. <br /> <br /> But there were a nice old man, an he came wi a box, an he had it all neat in rows, threads, an elastic, an darning wool, an all that sort o thing. An when things was scarce he always knocked at the door an asked me was I needing anything - tape an all. I was never short o thread or anything. An sometimes, if he wouldn't get his supply in - perhaps it was only just a packet or two he would get - an he would come wi a bit elastic, a roll or two elastic in his pocket, so at they wouldn't know that he had it