Generations past will remember the ‘ragman’. Most communities had a man going round the streets in a horse and cart giving sweets and toys away in exchange for old clothes.
Moira Wilson (nee Donnelly), grew up in Westquarter where visits from the ragman were enjoyed.
She said: “In the 1950s and ‘60s my grandmother Tilly Scobbie sat into the early hours of the morning on the sewing machine making us dresses or knitting jumpers and cardigans.
“Nothing was ever wasted because zips were unpicked and buttons cut off everything before it was thrown out or kept for the ragman. We got a balloon for a wee bundle of rags.”
Moira’s memory can be read in the book ‘Westquarter Memories’ along with many more from the area.