We stayed in a Glasgow hotel; Hamilton is situated 19 km (12
miles) away. We took the train to
Hamilton Central Station, which only takes about 20 minutes from Glasgow, a pleasant train ride. The day was overcast but comfortable weather
for our sightseeing plans.
Hamilton is a town in South Lanarkshire, Scotland and the
birthplace of my paternal grandmother. A
special place in our family history and one I had hoped to visit one day. That day had come. We’d been in contact with cousins who lived
in Scotland and arranged to meet them to show us around the town. With my sister
and our husbands, we flew from London to Glasgow to spend
time with our cousins and to learn some family history.
| Hamilton, Scotland|
We arrived earlier than our planned meeting and wandered
about the town, seeing the sights which would definitely have changed since my
grandmother left here about 1905. Most
of her relatives remained in Scotland, only she with parents and siblings left
for Canada then.
|Downtown Hamilton sights|
The signs seen on our travels in the UK are interesting and
this one measures the distance with walking minutes to the designation. These aren’t something we’d see at home in
We meet with our cousins, Linda we’d met on a previous visit
to England and Wendy and John were new acquaintances.
We then went to a local ice cream parlor they’d known for years and sat
down for a visit and “get to know one another” time. We couldn’t ask for a nicer welcome or better
host/hostesses to join us on this visit.
I didn’t get a photo of the parlor but did get one of the sign next
door that said “Dr. David Livingstone had lived here 1862 until his death in
1873”. He was a missionary and explorer
of Africa, a name most of us would be familiar with from high school history.
|David Livingstone Home|
We then went to the location of the “tenement
our grandmothers had lived in, a short distance away. The building would have had several entrances to the upper flats
with stores on the ground floor. The
cousins’ grandmother also lived here and although the same building was no
longer there, we knew it was a special place.
My sister and I could feel that, which was unexpected and amazing for
me. It was a thrill to be at this place
where Grandma had once lived over 100 years ago.
Our next stop was at the grounds of the Hamilton
Mausoleum. This was once the location of
the Hamilton Palace before it was demolished and sits on beautiful grasslands
of the Hamilton Low Parks for the public to enjoy. The Mausoleum was built as the resting place
for the families of the Dukes of Hamilton.
This lodge was “named after the Duke of Chatelherault, the
title bestowed upon James Hamilton by Henry II of France in the 16th century.” I don't have any French in me and it's even difficult for the Scottish to pronounce so I sure won’t tackle it. (:
Inside the Lodge is a museum of the history as well as a
souvenir shop so we had a nice look around to enjoy some of the history of the
Hamilton family and the origins of the name of this town. It was soon closing time and we had to
We’d all gone in two cars and we were with John who parked
out front and we had no problem leaving the Lodge. The others had parked out back and when we drove
back there to meet them, they’d come outside from the Lodge to a closed
gate! The most chuckles we had all afternoon
was getting them over the wall.
|Wall climbing exit|
Cousins Linda, Wendy and John with my sister Jen (glasses)
and I. We had a wonderful visit with our
lovely Scottish cousins, many thanks to them for sharing their time and this
special visit with us. Although this
took place three years ago, (that’s hard to believe!), the memories are still
vivid and we will hopefully have more visits in time to come.
Spend some time in Glasgow with us.
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