1 _MILI Royal Flying Corps, Royal Air Force
2 DATE 24/8/1917 TO 8/3/191
2 SOUR S325
3 QUAY 3
2 NOTE Extracts from the RAF Service Record of Thomas Tennant Taylor
Date of Birth 3rd March 1892
Address 22 Ardrossan Road, Saltcoats, Ayrshire.
"Nithsdale" West Kilbride, Ayrshire.
Next of Kin Mrs Thomas T Taylor, Wife, "Monthooly", West Kilbride, Ayrshire.
Civilian Occupation Dental Surgeon, 1916-1917, 22 Ardrossan Road, Saltcoats, Ayrshire.
Number P J 21041
Unit From Unit To Which Comments or Notes
24/8/1917 St Leonards25/8/1917 St Leonards OCW Denham
5/10/1917 OCW Denham 5 S of A Denham
17/11/1917 Promoted 2nd Lieutenant,
Ground "on probation"
28/11/1917 Denham 51 Training Squadron
Waddington9/3/1918 2nd Lieutenant, Flying Officer
9/3/1918 51 Training Squadron On appointment as Flying Officer
1/4/1918 2nd Lieutenant, AP.S51 Training 13 Training Depot Squadron
Squadron
13/6/1918 13 Training Depot 44 Training Squadron
Squadron
48 Training Depot Squadron8/11/1918 Lieutenant, National Reserve (384)
30/1/1919 Cessation of Flying
6/3/1919 48 Training Depot Georgetown For Dispersal
Squadron
8/3/1919 Transferred to Unemployed List
12/6/1941 Note "Helenslea", New Cumnock,
Ayrshire.
Notes:In margin, "British, R.F.C., R.A.F (N.R. (384) 8/11/18)"
Under Special Qualifications
Knowledge of French
Since joining R.F.C.: Flown DH6, BE2E, Small A W, RE.8.
1 _MILI Lieutenant
2 DATE 8 NOV 1918
2 SOUR S325
3 QUAY 3
1 PROP 22, Ardrossan Road, Saltcoats, Ayr
2 DATE 1920
2 SOUR S236
3 DATA
4 TEXT Year 1919/20
Carrick Cottage, Offices, Garden at 22 Ardrossan Road, Saltcoats.
Thomas T Taylor
3 QUAY 3
3 NOTE Thomas T Taylor is shown as the propritor at 22 Ardrossan Road, though his residential address is Nithsdale, this was used as the surgery by both Thomas T and Thomas H
Father was the manager of the Rutherglen Co-op Society
1 _MILI Enlisted,1st Battalion, Royal Scots Fusiliers
2 DATE 1 SEP 1914
2 SOUR S590
3 QUAY 3
2 SOUR S589
3 QUAY 3
1 _MILI Service in France
2 DATE 3 DEC 1914
2 SOUR S589
3 QUAY 3
1 _MILI Discharged, Wounds Parr 392(xvi) Kings Regs
2 DATE 26 JUN 1915
2 SOUR S590
3 QUAY 3
1 _MILI Medals awarded, Victory, British, 1915 Star, Silver War Badge
2 DATE 1917
2 SOUR S589
3 QUAY 3
1 _MILI Home Guard
2 DATE 1939/1945
2 _AKAN Madge
Gran Madge, was brought up by her grandmother Granny Stewart.13th February, 1966
Happy Birthday, Madge
In the winter of 1896 when you cam on the scene
Intae this big world o' oors, wi a mighty scream,
Little di ye ken then, that you'd grow up tae be,
Yin o' oor leadin' citizens, wi' the title o' J.P.When you were five you went tae school tae get an education,
You were guid at addin' up as weel as multiplication,
An' so it wis nae bother when luckin' for a job,
You fun yer true vocation, in a Kilmarnock fruit shoap.Ye liked tae visit Golspie Castle, Duke of Sutherland's abode,
I think that you were showin' aff, I'm shure ye wur, by Goad,
As you were travellin' up the North, ye'd nae thocht for the Duke,
Yer thochts were o' yer Auntie Meg, who wis the Duke's heid cook.Time went by an' war broke oot, the boys marched tae the front'
Leavin you tae walk yersel' up the Dregon Munt,
Then news cam through, wee'd won the war, the Germans wur defeated,
An' John Bell cam tae visit you, an' a question he repeated.So you prepared yer bottom drawer, saved money in yer purse,
In 1918 you took John for better or for worse,
Ye've had yer ups an' doons since then, like only ither pair,
But you were aye sae happy, ye didny seem tae care.When ye startit yer wee family, without much delay,
Wi' a bouncin' baby dochter that you an' John ca'ed May,
Then Hugh an' Margaret an' Stewart a' cam in quick succession,
When Jean arrived ye said tae John, " That's wur final session".Ye'd tak yer weans tae Rothesay each Kilmarnock Fair,
Every yin got a' dressed up, after ye'd washed their hair,
Then John took up the cases, ye wurny allood tae play,
Ye made stracht fur the steamer, ower tae Rothesay Bay.There wis nuthin you liked better, than tae travil doon tae Gailes,
For you were fond o' swimmin' an' ye wurny feart fur whales,
Or sometimes you wid visit May an' stay fur twa three days,
Them you could go tae Stratford an' see some Shakespeare's plays.
Luckin' after a' yer weans there wis nae time tae spare,
You wid dae a quick job, ironin' on the flair,
Ye left the iron sittin' there, an' sadly tae yer cost,
When you returned ye saw a hole, but the iron----it was lost.Anither day ye went take bake, an' screwed yer oven on,
When ye suddenly remembert, ye'd take get some fags fur John,
On your return ye lit a match an' opent up the door,
An' caused a vast explosion that shook ye tae the core.You've been busy a' yer days wi ae thing and anither,
You wurny idle long enough tae rot awa an' wither,
Organisin' coffee mornin's even tellin' stories,
Jist tae mak a pickle money fure yer friens, the Tories.They tell me at the Dregon school ye staged a big mock trial,
Ye guid the wrang decision, by the look on ae boy's dial,
As you sat there, upon yer chair, high up on the bench,
I ast the boys whit they a' thocht, ---- they answert me in French.At Holyrood House as you bowed low, when presented tae the Queen,
" Madge, get aff yer knees," she says," yer no on the boolin' green"
But you recovert braw an' quick, when she asked fur yer Aunty Meg,
Spierin' if she wis still wi' the Duke an' cookin' him han an' eggs.When the boolers over heard that, you wur three score an' twinty,
They said boolin' wis too strenuous, ye should change tae Shinty,
Jist the same they clubbed thegither an' bocht a present for you,
An' made ye an honorary member tae last yer whole life through.Your family's long since grown up and each have made a hame,
Some hiv gethart money, ithers their share o' fame,
Noo they're a' here thegither, they needed nae persuasion,
They want tae see their Mum again, an' share this great occasion.Noo they hiv families o' their ain, an' they're a' grown up tae,
You've got nineteen gran weans, ye don't see every day,
There's ither twa wee bairnies, wi' your bluid in their veins,
The stert o' the fourth generation --- yer twa wee great gran weans.Although I'm absent in the flesh, I'm present in the spirit,
I'd like ye a' tae tak yer gless, an' then mak share ye fillit,
An' staun up stracht an' drink a toast, tae yin that we haud dear,
"Tae Madge, oor frien, may she be spared fur ither twinty year."
Jenny Campbell