The ordinary persons story of Scottish life from 1890 to 1960

The importance of my past

My interest in my ancestors unknown to me started when I was a school child some 60 years ago. As the son of a farmer in Aberdeenshire in Scotland I was very much part of the farm work force, even after I left home and started to work in my own career.

Background

As the youngest of three children we were rostered to help my father “sort the nowt” look after the cattle on a Sunday. If it was your turn to sort the nowt on a Sunday then you also went to the church with our mum and dad. After the cattle were all looked after during the winter months when they were tied up in the byre from October to May there was a period of one hour before we got ready to go to the kirk. During that hour my grandfather and another old neighbour and my father would sit in the farm kitchen and blether mostly about the past. I was fascinated with these stories which were so far removed from the real time, but I felt connected in some way to them. However it was not till thirty years later that the impact of sitting listening to these three men speaking on a Sunday began to have greater meaning and importance for me.

The Ordinary people of Scotland

As an academic by profession by this time I decided to research the life of my ancestors the rural ordinary people around my farm in the district of Kintore some 12 miles north of Aberdeen. This task was motivated through cultural pride in my ancestors’ achievements. However I was beginning to doubt my capabilities as a researcher because I could find very little information about this social class and vital people within society. Where was the ordinary persons story recorded? After further focused research I discovered that indeed there was very few documents which recorded the life of the ordinary rural person. Of the material I did find 95% was recorded in English which was not the language of my ancestors.

Doric dialect of Aberdeenshire

So their story was told by an outsider who did not record the material in the language that represented them. We all spoke the Scots language and the Doric dialect of the North East of Scotland. So my conclusion at this time was that a whole sector of Scottish society was seen as insignificant to even write about. Their language was also disregarded and seen as having little contribution to make by all the past traditional people who recorded such lifestyles be they professional or lay writers. This for me was an insult to my ancestors the ordinary people of the rural community.

We need to remember our past

It highlighted that if any social group is to be remembered it is up to that social group to take on that task themselves. It was and is still obvious if we don’t do it no other social group will write our story for us. My ancestors and your ancestors the ordinary people made and still make an extraordinary contribution to society the world over. Their story, yours and mine, had to be told was my mission then and now.

Its our Heritage
So, what happened next. I decided to start doing the traditional thing as a researcher that was to gather information. We Carneys as farmers of Drumnaheath Farm Kintore Aberdeenshire and farmed there for over three hundred years. When I started speaking about the past to our immediate farming neighbours many of their families had also farmed there for hundreds of years.

Just to have a chat

My approach was just to go and blether to them about their past and the memories of their parents and grandparents stories they were told. This was such a rich source of forgotten memories.  I was so impressed about how they courted their girlfriend/boyfriend, what school life was like,