Yesterday after morning Mass, we headed across the Clyde to a part of Glasgow called Govan.
It lies directly opposite the Riverside Museum.
Govan has a long history going back to the so - called Dark Ages. Its position beside the River Clyde contributed to this importance.
A Monastery was founded there by St Constantine about 565AD. But it was not till about 1147 that the name GUVEN appears in a document where King David I of Scotland gave the land to the Church of Glasgu.
It was an agricultural area until about the 18th Century, by which time it was known for its handlooming industry.
Then with the growing trade between Britain and America, and the deepening and widening of the Clyde to get ships nearer to the centre of Glasgow, Govan's importance grew.
In 1864, it was granted the status of Burgh.
After 1945, conditions changed and shipbuilding and the associated engineering works began to decline on the Clyde, and Govan began to fade.
There are regeneration plans for the town, and there are many interesting buildings still to be seen.
And in Govan Parish Church there is fascinating collection of grave stones, including a number of Viking hog backed stones.
Also to be seen is a stone coffin believed to have held the body of St Constantine.
A few years ago I had the privilege of attending a stunning play performed in The Shed, a former engine shed belonging to Harland and Wolff. The play was called "The Big Picnic", and told the story of some Scottish soldiers going off to the First World War.
The performance area was large including trenches and a battlefield area. It was incredibly emotional to watch and the music was heart rending and powerful.
But the most remarkable effect was to use the machinery still in the shed. So that, as the soldiers climbed out of the trenches, and moved into the hail of bullets as they crossed No Man's Land, our seats moved with them. As they returned to the shelter of the trench, so did we. But in the pit of your stomach, you knew that they would go over the top again, and you would have to go with them. I will never forget that experience.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Govan
http://www.historicglasgow.com/index.php?page=govan
http://www.govan-shed.co.uk/
I am a recently retired Scottish Primary Teacher. I am married, 5 sons, 1 daughter. This blog comprises my photos and my thoughts for each day
Saturday, 28 February 2015
Thursday, 26 February 2015
Harpers Ferry
Today, we are back in America.
The day after my visit to Antietam, I was heading further South, and on my way I stopped at Harpers Ferry for a couple of hours. I had actually tied to find it the day before. It was signposted on the Highway, but I could not find it on my SatNav. But I had been unable to find the place. Turns out I had the wrong State set on my device. Harpers Ferry is West Virginia......
It is a historic town in Jefferson County, most famous for John Brown's raid on the armoury, and for its part in the American Civil War.
The Potomac and the Shenandoah Rivers meet here, as do three States. Maryland, Virginia and West Virginia. It also lies on the Appalachian Trail.
The local librarian was very helpful and suggested the best places to visit in my limited time.
John Brown was a radical abolitionist and with a group of men raided the armoury in Harpers Ferry on the 16th October 1859. He hoped to use the weapons he might steal to begin a slave uprising in the South.
The raid failed, and Brown and his men took refuge in an engine house beside the armoury.
2 days later, troops arrived, negotiations failed and the engine house was attacked. Brown was captured, tried and hanged. The Engine House still stands.
Because of its strategic position, Union and Confederate troops frequently passed through the town. During the war, it changed hands 8 times.
Robert E Lee was determined to control the town, and in the Battle of Harpers Ferry he was successful. The Union Garrison surrendered. 12,419 Union troops were taken prisoner.
This battle was fought just 2 days before Antietam.
By the beginning of the 20th Century, the town had become bit like Coney Island, but its popularity faded. The Great Depression, and serious flooding destroyed the tourist trade.
In 1944, most of the town became a park, Harpers Ferry National Park.
Most of the houses still there are registered Historic houses. It felt like going back in time as I wandered down by the riverside with the old houses.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harpers_Ferry,_West_Virginia
http://historicharpersferry.com/
http://www.nps.gov/hafe/learn/photosmultimedia/photogallery.htm
The day after my visit to Antietam, I was heading further South, and on my way I stopped at Harpers Ferry for a couple of hours. I had actually tied to find it the day before. It was signposted on the Highway, but I could not find it on my SatNav. But I had been unable to find the place. Turns out I had the wrong State set on my device. Harpers Ferry is West Virginia......
It is a historic town in Jefferson County, most famous for John Brown's raid on the armoury, and for its part in the American Civil War.
The Potomac and the Shenandoah Rivers meet here, as do three States. Maryland, Virginia and West Virginia. It also lies on the Appalachian Trail.
The local librarian was very helpful and suggested the best places to visit in my limited time.
John Brown was a radical abolitionist and with a group of men raided the armoury in Harpers Ferry on the 16th October 1859. He hoped to use the weapons he might steal to begin a slave uprising in the South.
The raid failed, and Brown and his men took refuge in an engine house beside the armoury.
2 days later, troops arrived, negotiations failed and the engine house was attacked. Brown was captured, tried and hanged. The Engine House still stands.
Because of its strategic position, Union and Confederate troops frequently passed through the town. During the war, it changed hands 8 times.
Robert E Lee was determined to control the town, and in the Battle of Harpers Ferry he was successful. The Union Garrison surrendered. 12,419 Union troops were taken prisoner.
This battle was fought just 2 days before Antietam.
By the beginning of the 20th Century, the town had become bit like Coney Island, but its popularity faded. The Great Depression, and serious flooding destroyed the tourist trade.
In 1944, most of the town became a park, Harpers Ferry National Park.
Most of the houses still there are registered Historic houses. It felt like going back in time as I wandered down by the riverside with the old houses.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Harpers_Ferry,_West_Virginia
http://historicharpersferry.com/
http://www.nps.gov/hafe/learn/photosmultimedia/photogallery.htm
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