Born 15th May 1954
a young Charles approx 18 months old
Married in Glasgow Cathedral to Maureen Brown
by Rev.Dr Wm.Morris 14th Feb 1976
McDonald is a founder member of The
Thistle & the Poppy society which
war veterans, family & friends to visit the graves of their fallen comrades and family members.
Extract from GlescaPals messageboard 2004
am off on my travels to France and Flanders in three weeks for my annual
Pilgrimage to the Somme. Our wee group will be flying to Charleoi in Belguim
and heading over to Ostende where we will be based for three days. On the
1st of July we will move down to the Somme Region for the 88th Anniversary
Commemorations of the Battle of the Somme. On the 2nd we will head back to
Charleroi via Valenciennes. If any of you have any relatives buried or
remembered there I will endeavour to place a poppy cross at their final
resting place and take a photograph of their grave or memorial if it is
within easy reach of our planned tour.
Lest We Forget.
Charlie McDonald - The Thistle & the Poppy Society
Charlie McDonald felt that despite the part Parkhead has played in
Glasgow's development, its story had been given little mention in
histories of the city. He wanted to address that anomaly and
did so by
getting this book published.....Old PARKHEAD.
Full of wonderful
photographs and history..
Get your signed
copy of Charlie's book.......e-mail
remember to mention GlescaPals!
from GP message board, Feb.2003, Bill Scott
"I bought 'Old Parkhead' and enjoyed it very much, I
would also like to thank Charlie for giving a few mentions in his book to
a man named David Willox who wrote "Reminiscences of Parkhead, its
People and Pastimes". David Willox was born in Parkhead in 1845 and
died in 1927, anyone who reads it will find it enjoyable."
Wull, thanks for my family webpage
Yours Truly, Charlie McDonald.
Charlie with singer songwriter Gilbert O'Sullivan, Bloomsbury
from GP messageboard, 25 Feb.2006, GP Charlie
It has been a funny old start to the day. My oldest
lassie, Lorraine , phoned this morning to tell us that she had arrived in
Rio De Janeiro for the Mardi Gras. She has taken a four month sabbatical
from her work in Sydney to do a tour of South America which includes
visits to Brazil , Argentina , Chile , Colombia and Peru. She only phoned
me to put my mind at rest as when she went to live in Australia a few
years back she told me she'd be visiting Singapore , Hong Kong , Thailand
and New Zealand before arriving in Australia. However she forgot to
mention the back packing trips to Vietnam , Laos and Cambodia on the way.
And when I found out I hardly slept for worry for the best part of four
months. She realises now that I do worry for my weans whether they be in
the other side of the world or up the toon for a night out! Anyway she has
promised to phone me each day and let me know how she is getting on.
Soon after I received a call from our Lynsey's boyfriend David asking to
meet him round at the shops in Cumbernauld Road but not to tell Lynsey
that he was in Riddrie. I went to meet him and we ended up in The Anvil
pub in Smithycroft Road. He then asked if I would give him permission to
ask my daughter to marry him - who said chivalry was deid. Well you
could've knocked me down with a feather and I obviously said yes once I
got over the initial shock. So the bold David tells me he is going to
present her with an engagement ring , chocolates and champagne , the works
today when they are down at Loch Lomond - is that no' romantic or whit?
I went back round to the house and took a wee treble brandy and Bailey's
just to calm me down. The door went and there was a guy with a massive big
bouquet of flowers which I naturally thought were from the David fella. No
they weren't apparently they were from a wumman whose motor Lynsey had
clipped when she was coming out of St.Enoch's car park recently. Noboby
saw her but she put a note on the wumman's motor and told her to send her
the bill when she got it repaired. Lynsey duly sent the wumman £150 for
the damage and this was the wumman sending her the flowers and a wee
letter thanking her for her honesty.
You see despite ma rabbling and growling and the impression I give other
posters on here I must've done something right in bringing up my two
lassies who I am extremely proud of and I love them both to bits - ach
well I wonder what else the day has in store for me?
By yon bonnie banks and by yon bonnie braes...