ABSTRACT
My father’s wage was 18/- a week. There was 10 of us. When he was called up for the army my mother got 16/- a week—and Col. Davidson made us pay for the rent of the house. We was in the gardener’s lodge at Balnagask. It was as bad all over Aberdeen. There was a good lot of real well-off people in the fish, on the trawlers, they were all right, and they seemed to flaunt their money about. You used to be that envious, some had so much to spend and others had so little.
