Easter 2023 A gentle rising over mountains and hills The new, God filled mornings where birds gently shrill Small new born lambs dance closely by mills as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire Sacred songs, worship, with words full of praise In Churches surrounding the Largs hills and braes Children hunt eggs and voices are raised as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire Another ray shines, o'er those still asleep Hope for all people from the Great Mercy Seat A baby is born, little feet, mothers weep as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire O'er darkened bleak forests, beams shafts of white light Laying beacons of hope, joys, filled with delight The Saviour has risen, o Beautiful Sight as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire Every day of our lives we await his appearing Through our darkened thoughts and opinions still seething Power so Gentle and soft,ever nearing as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire Shining with hope for people oppressed And those with anxiety, seeking some rest Bringing peace to our town, all people are Blessed as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire Pillars of light upon earth's lofty shafts Old time honoured rituals falling at last A new Light is dawning and all are agast as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire An angel appears and rests on our thoughts Like butterflies clinging to their earthly lot Of Thoughts and Prayers higher than possessions sought as Easter dawns upon Ayrshire Joseph McTaggart
Category: Kilbirnie / North Ayrshire
Meet Malcolm McTaggart and Janet Smith

Malcolm McTaggart and Janet Smith (my Great Great Great Grandparents) lived in Montgomery Street as well as the Paddockholm area of Kilbirnie and then Glengarnock and were in many ways the parents of most McTaggart families who live in Kilbirne and Dalry today. The others came from his siblings, aunts and uncles.
He died in the late 1890s and she lived until 1919. His first wife was Jane Leitch, with whom he had at least one child and he is pictured here with his second wife Janet Smith. Together they had a lot of children.
Their parents came from Islay, the island off the west coast and they could only speak Gaelic when they first arrived here in the 1840s. Malcolm was born in Kilbirnie. His father Neil, was also married to a Janet Smith, Father and son married Mother and niece. Everybody worked in the steel works.
Malcolm and Janet are buried with their son John and they are one of the first graves as you enter the old cemetery across from the old old cemetery gate.
Poem: The Bing, Kilbirnie
The bing was a huge mound of cement and gravel where kids climbed on the corner of Place View and Newhouse Drive. It was converted into a playpark in the mid 80s. Oh the years upon the bing with cousin Margaret children played climbing up with all our power by Newhouse drive where people stayed Amid the thorns and grey cement there seemed a moment, time well spent and sliding down the gravel slope I skinned my knees without a hope My grannie waiting at the door with borax, plasters by the score O the hills we thought were steep when now in older lives we keep Mountains slopes upon our minds perhaps a bing of different kind climbing o’er our darker thoughts just like the thistles we did trod Lessons from the bing well learnt of my granny’s soothing balm o how that Love returns to me a nd brings with it a sense of calm And behind the trees sat Warrior’s bing perhaps a sign of future years with bigger slope and hills to climb amid the darker fading years
LIlac – A Poem
Last night I dreamt of Lilac buds Upon the Garnock Stream amid the thorns and briars thick a purple colour beamed I thought about the folk who came and chanced upon this sight perhaps ancestors,long since gone who left it burning bright Perhaps a bird did carry it from far and distant lands or from a child´s hands it fell and grew to proudly stand Or from Place Castle seeds did blow across the glade and vine to where the lovers meet in quiet with bodies deep entwined From where before the lilac came no man knows for sure cemetery or Moorpark House or from the Fairlie Moor So when you come and chance upon the purple lilac hue Give a thought from whence it came Ancestors before you
Dennyholm Mill (and houses)
Memories of the Rows: Fading Breath of the Past
This map of the steel works is from John McFarland´s book mentioned above. If anyone has an Ecopy of this book, please get in touch and I will upload it here.
Thanks.
Largs to Millport Hovercraft
I had completely forgotten about this.

#Kilbirnie First Parish Priest 1864 Death Certificate #northayrshire
St Brigids Church History 1862-1962
Audio Book:
please click here for the document (PDF)
Final page uploaded with Priest’s names seperately here
This 27 page document produced in 1962 looks at Catholicism on the west coast of Scotland and details how the Church in Kilbirnie came to be opened in 1862. It contains a photo of the first priest ( I already posted his death certificate on this blog) as well as the surnames of all of the first Catholic families to worship in the Church which is very good for genealogy researchers. It gives a rare glimpse of Catholic life on the west coast of Scotland and also talks about the opening of the school as well as other Churches in the area.
Jean Jeffrey McTaggart

This picture is of Jean Jeffrey, my Great Great Grandmother, (sometimes spelt Jeffray or Jeffries) who was married to Neil McTaggart and lived at 13 Dennyholm Street, Kilbirnie, by the mill on the site of what is now Dennyholm Wynd, Her Mother was Mary Jeffrey who married Andrew Stevenson, whose family were coal merchants in the town.
There is a family story that Neil was a twin with a brother Malcolm but I have not been able to prove that from any government records.
Jeanie had a very large family, including my Great Grandfather Neil as well as a daughter Elizabeth. Elizabeth married Samuel Cairns and two of their children are sitting on Jean´s lap. Jean was red haired and used to walk from the Dennyholm out to Glengarnock barefoot to visit some of her children
Jean died in 1927. I estimate this photo to have been taken around 1923.






