Extract from an interview with Maurice Kukk who volunteers three days a week at the River Tweed Salmon Fishing Museum in Kelso. As part of the Tweed Stories project, oral historian, Harry Henderson recorded Maurice at the museum. Maurice was born in Coldstream in the early 1950s and brought up on a farm just over […]

Kelso is where my great uncle Kenneth McCracken and his wife Marjory lived. They were both doctors, though Marjory didn’t practise as she married (of course). Their house was filled with prints and paintings, like an art gallery. If you borrowed a book, you would receive a telegram after a week saying it was needed […]

I was brought up at a farm called Fireburnmill about a mile west of Coldstream, and the Tweed was part of my wonderful boyhood life! I often tell friends the river runs through my veins. My grandfather was Charles Tweedie Young, and I later learned that Tweedie Castle near Drumelzier was the home of the ‘Tweedies’, said […]

I used to come to the old Crook with my parents and grandparents in the 1940’s and 50’s. The old Crook used to have dances at the weekend which I then enjoyed with my husband. I came from Biggar and my husband from Stobo. I then brought my children and felt ‘lost’ when it closed […]

While building the dam, a crane fell on top of where I was standing! At the last minute I saw it falling and managed to evade it falling on top of me. After two years the dam was completed at Tweedsmuir.

Out for a Sunday drive with my son who is learning to drive. It was a lazy Sunday afternoon when we thought we would take a trip out to Moffat for lunch. Got to Moffat from Lochmaben but didn’t feel too hungry and decided to keep driving, good experience for the learner. We just fancied […]