Bo'ness Fair Day Memories

THOSE of us who are growing older can reflect on moments in our lives which are special. They may be happy, sad, proud, or points

I can’t remember the first time I was asked that question. I can, however, remember the first time I came to Bo’ness, over thirty years

I was born in Bo’ness in 1920 and started the Grange School in 1925 so my first Fair Day with the school was in 1926.

As I was born in 1936 I had a long wait to be introduced to my first Fair Day, thanks to the intervention of Mr

“HELLO MAM it’s me, I’ve been picked for the Fair Queen”. Those were the first words I said to my Mum when I phoned her

Until June, 1969, I had never heard of Bo’ness. During that month, I travelled frequently from my home in Burntisland to visit my father in

No one in a hundred years will remember me – or this article. This programme may end up being recycled, dare I say, into toilet

My first recollection of the “Fair” goes back to the year that Queen Helen ( Nellie ) Young was crowned in 1934. My involvement as

THE new queen has been crowned, the champion has delivered his challenge, the presentees have performed and everyone has left the platform – another year

THERE is no use denying it – anyway someone would tell on me if I did – but there was a time when I was

THE MORN’S THE FAIR . . . . BUT TONIGHT’S THE FAIR E’EN. . . . and for most of the local bandsmen that is

LOOKING back fifty years – a lifetime – how things have changed! The Fair has grown up and is more colourful now than it was

NORTH, East, South or West, Bo’ness Fair is the best as the rhyme goes, ask any true Bo’nessian of their memories of the Bo’ness Fair,

ONE of the perks of working in a school office in Bo’ness is the bubbling excitement throughout the school starting around February and the ‘hype’

THE importance of the Fair to our town should never be underestimated. Over the years it has been developed into being undoubtedly the finest Children’s

GROWING up in Queensferry, my brother, sister and I learned at an early age that Bo’ness Fair Day was so special that the majority of

WHEN Queen Ashley is crowned at this year’s centennial Bo’ness Fair, she will be the 89th to bear the title. Happily almost fifty of her

” I’M A Fairy “. These were the words I excitedly shouted as I burst into the house at lunch-time one Tuesday in April 1946.