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My original intention on setting out was to visit Bellahouston Park and Pollok Park and nothing else but once again Serendipity rescued me by leading me through Pollokshields then down Haggs Road due to the fact I knew both of these parks well and fancied a visual change. Just a few hundred yards south of upmarket Pollokshields and Haggs Road you come to a very different neighbourhood. Pollokshaws. During the Industrial Revolution a cluster of industries grew up within the loops of the White Cart Water flowing through here, a substantial deep all year round river which encouraged the usual crop of dye works, print works, potteries, engineering factories, bleaching, cotton, and fabric works normally associated during the 1800s and early to mid 1900s with a steady and reliable water source. A few valleys and rolling ridges away Thornliebank, Nitshill, Barrhead, Neilson,and Paisley had their own water dependent stream or river based industries springing up... and before that, spinning and weaving on a more basic person to person household level. Plenty of work created housing nearby for the workforce but by the 1960s factory decline had set in yet Glasgow's growing population still required old slums cleared away and new housing built.
The obvious solution, or it was then in the 1960s, was to build a cluster of hi rise flats, around 12 in total centered around the general area of Shawbridge Street. Separate free standing blocks appeared between 16 to 22 floors high, holding thousands, along with several lower rows of deck access blocks in the style that was fashionable then. Coming from 3 and 4 floor tenement land this was something very different for me, the nearest large skyscraper cluster to my house. A glimpse of the future perhaps? It was still working class though so I felt comfortable within it but not rough in any way. No threatening gangs lying in wait to grab a visiting teenage stranger, like some of the other districts in the city. This photo was taken around a decade ago and already there's about 3 or 4 hi rise blocks missing, already demolished. The original view was very impressive at street level and made an impact. Like a lone ant venturing into a shoe box turned on its side, monolithic concrete walls rearing up on either side of the access road. I loved the place then for exploring and it's the gift that keeps on giving. Only the rear white flats remain today and the white and grey front block.
Despite 10 years or more passing it's a place still in transition. The old hi rise flats, which were getting rough at the end, have been replaced with cleared ground then with modern new apartments, seen here... but it's taken a long time.
and here... the new look Shawbridge Street where 5 or 6 hi rise towers once stood. White and grey front block in the distance.
But there's still some older buildings left in the area... and that's what makes it interesting. Pollokshaws Burgh Hall is still immaculate and being used....
A really nice ornate example of late 1800s architecture completed in 1897... as you can see here. Built at roughly the same time as Victorian and Edwardian Shawlands and the Haggs Road tenements in the last post
Whereas a stone's throw away the Sir John Maxwell School, opened in the early 1900s and named after the owner of the land and the surrounding grand estate of Pollok looks like a forgotten ancient temple (of learning in this case) being reclaimed by nature. Teenagers, children, and adults alike love exploring old structures like this one and growing up, Pollok and Nitshill still had a few visible ruins in the 1960s.... old lime works, abandoned coal mines, empty grand mansions and cottages, usually buried deep in the woods and forgotten.
There's a security fence around this building nowadays to prevent further damage and a movement to save it but like a lot of these outdated structures it's how to re-purpose it even if you get the money raised. In a more upmarket area they would simply turn it into luxury flats for sale but that might not happen here in time with empty ground around it and a lot of damage to repair or strip out inside. A school abandoned since 2011 I think?
It was the empty ground that appealed to me I must admit. An overgrown football pitch covered in sweet smelling clover and buzzing busy bees. A few butterflies as well. A wildlife haven. I had a rest here and something to eat. June weather at its finest. Warm and sunny yet not too humid.
The reason I came over to this side after Pollokshields was I remembered visiting a nearby shopping arcade in this area that looked as if it had been newly abandoned...or most of it was anyway... pre pandemic around 2019.
This was it then on a freezing winter day with frost on the ground. No graffiti on the shutters yet so that's why I'm guessing it was newly abandoned.
It also had a great view from a certain rooftop vantage point over the nearby Burgh Hall, Pollokshields and the Campsie Fells which is why Serendipity led me back here again.
Post Pandemic it now looks slightly different....
More graffiti on the shutters....which was to be expected.... but the biggest surprise....
....was the wonderful set of murals adorning it inside and out... that really made it shine for me.
Animal magic. Shawbridge Arcade.
Hawk and face mural.
Mouse and Hawk mural.
Side view of Arcade.
And snapping this one I suddenly realized this was where I'd taken and passed my driving test. Something I'd completely forgotten about until now. I learned in Shawlands over months of lessons but passed it in the streets around here at the test centre one afternoon. I also signed on the bru here when, like a lot of folk during the early 1980s Thatcher era of mass heavy industry, coal mine closures, and factory manufacturing collapse I found myself unemployed. Rather than being upset I took it as an excellent opportunity as you only had to sign on every fortnight or weekly, can't remember which, so I was off exploring around the UK instead. I was still living with my family and had saved some money up so with a potential 40 year working life still ahead of me I was free and determined to enjoy this unexpected bonus while I could. I joined several hill-walking clubs, travelled the UK, rekindled my acquaintance with my unique and incomparable 'force majeure' down in leafy Kent and basically had a good time... setting myself up for a possible alternative lifestyle approach and making new friendships that would last into the next 30 years. And it all occurred here. Call it a gap year(s) :o)
Unusual one.
I then went up onto the roof of the arcade for the views then went up higher still onto the grass slopes around the white hi rise flats, seen here, above. Found this newspaper article online after wondering who created the murals here.
Cathkin Braes from Shawhill flats.
Hillpark Flats from Shawhill and church spire at Mansewood. Long walks, if you can do them, are very good for physical and mental health and I was buzzing with the natural dopamine effect of hard exercise walking over the umpteen drumlins that fill this wooded quarter of Glasgow.
One showing the position of the old school and shopping centre.
Looking towards the woods of Pollok Park where I was heading next.
It was after 7:00pm by then so I took the less frequented back trails rather than padding down tarmac paths, seeing two roe deer, a fox, and about a dozen squirrels...
...the animals growing bolder once they had these increasingly people busy and thinned out woods to themselves again as evening approached and most folk left for home.
Pollok Park Main Gates.
My car was parked at Bellahouston so I cut diagonally through the deepest woods in an urban city forest so extensive you can loose yourself in it, if only for 15 mins or so until you hit a familiar looking feature or path and recognize where you are again. Even after numerous visits over decades this is still the case although with winter storm damage, added new paths, and tree loss these woods are much thinner than they once were in the 1960s and 1980s. Yet still find new surprises to delight.
I had such a good time I didn't want it to end so treated myself to some food indulgence on the journey back although I didn't scoff it all in one sitting. This lasted me all week. A great day out. Six of your five a day. There's fruit in most of these items somewhere :o)
6 comments:
What on earth is that picture below 'Pollok Park Main Gates'? I can't figure it out!
I think we have just one mural in Carlisle - and that's all in blues and greys. I could be wrong though as I don't stray too far from the normal routes there (not that it's rough in any way as it isn't).
I've never experienced this 'buzz' from exercise - I keep thinking it must be a myth. And it's not like I don't do plenty and hard exercise at that! That's not to say I don't enjoy myself because I do...
It's the hidden 'reproductive?'part of a large plant, can't remember it's name. Thought it was very unusual, like a baby alien unfolding. It's an older photo I found when I was looking for the 2019 shopping arcade file.
It's certainly not a myth. From an early age (under five years old) I've always experienced a mild or occasionally an intense euphoria or to use another term 'contentment.'In particular when I'm out walking in nature under blue skies and sunshine, even if its just a stroll in a local park. Occasionally in rain in a forest when everything is glistening and exciting before it gets too sodden, cold, and miserable. I used to get it on mountain ridge lines once free of biting insects, uphill effort, and sweat. There's numerous cases of professional athletes experiencing mental upheaval after retiring and cutting down exercising as it was the natural dopamine effect from that (if they were bipolar- other mood affecting problems) that was keeping them stable and upbeat. It does work... for me at least.
It might be a flag Iris or some other large water loving plant is my best guess. Seed pods unfurling? Or a triffid....
well it makes me well and balanced going out walking but, as you know, I'm pretty balanced anyway! Of course I too feel uplifted outside in nice weather but it's from the feel of the sunshine on my skin and everything looking bright and cheerful and from nature itself - not from the exercise.
Athletes are just weird! ;-)
Great murals. I read the article and he sounds like a good guy too. Those 60s shopping arcades were grim though. I can’t believ3cany of them were ever attractive.
Cheers Anabel.
Yes, he does and I think a long lasting quality mural trail would be very good for that area. It's still in transition with some good new housing built but a lot of gaps in-between the new housing clusters still remaining. I think people would visit it because it's right next to Pollok Park and bus and railway stops so it's easy access.
I have a soft spot for those kinds of shopping arcades though having spent my teenage years hanging about in that one and in the main one in Shawlands, which was an almost weekly event when it opened. Had a lot of good times in Shawlands back then, loads of pubs and things to do at night yet safer than Glasgow city centre at that age.
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