My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
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My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]
My first memories of Craigmillar came from the passenger seat of dad’s car when we visited granny in Newcraighall every Saturday morning. At that time in the late 60s Newcraighall was run down, and the smouldering pit bing was an ugly reminder of the Klondyke Mine that had by then closed. Craigmillar in contrast didn’t […]