Hopeman

Read and share memories of Hopeman and Morayshire inspired by Frith photos

The Main household

Watching my uncle making a lobster creel wow! never seen anything like it. The house was a large detached white house over looking Hopeman Harbour I think!.
My mother and sister and brothers lived there throughout their childhood. My mother married Norman whom at the time of their meeting was in the Fleet Air Arm in Lossiemouth. Following their marriage they came down to Portsmouth in 1952 I think and we have lived here in Gosport ever since.
During my childhood we visited the family a few times in Hopeman and my mother still has links with her nieces and nephews Margaret, Ethel and Jimmy. I just remember the hill and the harbour where my uncle David owned the Christine and ...read more here
Contributed by ken ostler

The Main household

Watching my uncle making a lobster creel wow! never seen anything like it. The house was a large detached white house over looking Hopeman Harbour I think!.
My mother and sister and brothers lived there throughout their childhood. My mother married Norman whom at the time of their meeting was in the Fleet Air Arm in Lossiemouth. Following their marriage they came down to Portsmouth in 1952 I think and we have lived here in Gosport ever since.
During my childhood we visited the family a few times in Hopeman and my mother still has links with her nieces and nephews Margaret, Ethel and Jimmy. I just remember the hill and the harbour where my uncle David owned the Christine and ...read more here
A memory of Hopeman contributed by ken ostler

School

I remember growing up in Elgin (Bishopmill). All my family have passed on now, but I still visit as often as I can, each time I go there I feel a bolt of pride as I walk down the High Street, happy days.
A memory of Elgin contributed by hamish innes

steamin at the square

thot id better leave a memory ciz nae other has left ane 4 newmill,poor show.1999 was the 1st time i got steamin,i remember it well,drinkin at newmill square wee the old boys.i drank about a quarter bottle o mince rennies frosty jacks cider an fell asleep in a ditch walkin back hame 2 the good old glen o newmill.happy days fae the only lad ever 2 survive in a place like newmill we the nickname baby!!!!!!!!!!
A memory of Newmill contributed by brian maclean