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Ian McKenzie with glasses and beard: Number 1 is Donald Ritchie of Aberdeen AAC and his team-mate Steve Taylor (Number 3). Number 33 is Eric Fisher of  Edinburgh AC.

As we have seen, Ian came into the sport as a 12 year old but because of the rules at the time, there was no national championship for Under 13’s, they didn’t come until 1969.   His first national was at the then traditional venue of Hamilton Race Course as a Senior – he had been in a motor cycle accident and did not run as a Junior Man and he was only getting back into the sport in 1962.   

On the road:

He ran all over Scotland, mainly in road races,  many linked to Highland Games road races – among them were the Airdrie Highland Games 13 miles, the Shotts Highland Games 14, the Dunblane Highland Games 14, Aberfeldy 14, Duns and the Strathallan Gathering 20.   The Strathallan entry forms listed the race as 20 miles and on one occasion it was noted locally as 21 but it always felt like 22 when you ran in it.  Naturally at that time he was a member of the Scottish Marathon Club.   His first race with the Club was the Morpeth to Newcastle to which he travelled in Jimmy Scott’s minibus.   Jimmy was the secretary of the SMC and took his minibus to all the road races and transported many runners to them.   As a member of the club he also took part in the championship which meant racing in the Clydebank to Helensburgh 16, the Strathallan 20 and the SAAA Marathon championship.    He tells us that “In training for the marathon I would race the Tom Scott 10, the Clydebank – Helensburgh and Edinburgh-North Berwick 22 then the Scottish Marathon in June. At that time my wife’s family lived in the Lake District and I often ran down in the North West : Brampton to Carlisle, Windermere to Kendal, Blackpool and Manchester, where I ran my marathon pb”.

Colin Youngson trawled through some old Scottish Marathon Club results and found the following honourable mentions of Ian. 

In early 1965, Ian B. McKenzie joined the Scottish Marathon Club.   Other new members accepted then included prominent international athletes Alastair Wood (Aberdeen AAC) and Fergus Murray (Dundee Hawkhill Harriers). From then on, Ian must have taken part in several club races, but the following results are from 1967-1968.

At the end of April 1967, he finished a decent twelfth (1.34.36) in the 16 miles Clydebank to Helensburgh Road Race, just behind Bobby Calderwood of Victoria Park but in front of Willie Marshall (Motherwell), Ronnie Kane and Andy Forbes (both VP).   Ian was third in the Handicap section.

In early June, Ian was 8^th (1.11.23) in a Dundee ASA Road Race (probably 12 miles). Amongst others, he beat Henry Morrison of Dundee Hawkhill.    A week later, he finished tenth (54.50) in the Edinburgh University 10, in front of Ian Hathorn, who held the Edinburgh to Glasgow Stage Three record.   There were three ESH athletes in front of Ian McKenzie – Donald Macgregor, Alastair Matson and W. Lyall.

Two weeks after that (June 24^th), Ian had a go at the Scottish Marathon Championship on and out and back course from Grangemouth Stadium. It was a very hot day so, although he was tenth at half way (1.16.30), he was one of 6 who did not finish.

On 12^th August, Ian ran the Atholl and Breadalbane Agricultural Show 13-mile road race and completed the course in 15^th place (1.26.11) in front of Ron Pickard (Perth Railway AC). At the end of the season, Ian B. McKenzie was listed as 24^th equal in the 1967 Scottish Marathon Club Championship.

On the 30^th of November, 1968, Ian ran the famous Brampton to Carlisle Road Race and recorded a time of 57.02.

At club level, he ran in all the  shorter annual road races such as the Nigel Barge Road Race in Maryhill on the first Saturday of the year, the Glasgow University 5+ in early November but only ran in the Edinburgh to Glasgow Relay once,  simply because the club standard was so high.    Ian’s running was of a good club standard – eg he ran a first class standard time in 1967, ran 1:11:25 for 13+ very hilly miles at Airdrie, 26 minutes for the 5 miles of the Nigel Barge race.

On the track:

As for track running, he has this to say: “After my bike accident I mainly stuck to road running as I enjoyed it the most, although I did many 3 and 6 miles races in the Scottish Athletics League for ESH, mainly because very few wanted to do them (usually the 6).    Before the accident I competed on the track at a number of meetings: PressCharities at Powderhall, at Musselburgh, and Falkirk , Shawfield and Motherwell    I enjoyed them but never really enthused over them.

I ran two steeplechase  races in my time, one at Westerlands the other at the East District championships. I didn’t ever do any more. I did many club championships at various distances from 440 yards up to 6 miles, where I set my pb behind Ken Ballantyne.   In the early 1960’s ESH was looking to improve as a club and competed at many competitions at Blackpool Illuminations trophy meeting, at Billingham and Blackburn. All those had two mile team races on the programme, which I did enjoy.  They also provided an opportunity to bond with others in the team.”

He was always very much one of the team,    Alistair Blamire says that Ian is “a great club man, really friendly guy, used to train with Ian occasionally when we both worked in Livingston.”   The same is said by many other ESH runners in different ways.”

Over the country:

Ian McKenzie, John Gladwin and Alex Robertson

Ian McKenzie is a man who has represented his club, Edinburgh Southern Harriers as a runner on the road and over the country, as a team manager and as an administrator since the early 1960’s.   Ian was club secretary from 1969-’71 and from ’84-’94, and president from ’75-’77.   Never a champion, he was a good, reliable, dependable athlete who ran – 

• in road races in Highland Games at such as Airdrie,
• in the point to point road races, such as the 16 miles Clydebank to Helensburgh, which were always popular well contested races,
• and in the annual classics like the Nigel Barge Road Race held on the first Saturday every year in Glasgow.   
•  in club, district and national cross-country championships representing Edinburgh Southern Harriers
• in track races for the club in the Scottish Athletics League as well as in individual events.   

Ian completed the questionnaire for us and it is reproduced verbatim below.   Ian says:

.Emma Gorman, Shirley Knox, Isobel Knox, Gail Balfour

Billky  Brooks, Mark Munro, Matthew Pritchard

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Calder Street Baths (which became Govanhill Baths) in Govanhill in Glasgow is an example of what happened to so many Baths buildings in Glasgow.   A well-loved facility, used by many local people for a variety of uses, undervalued by the City Council and scrapped or altered beyond recognition.   Or it would have been but for the people demonstrating, arguing and taking a stand that preserved the building and most of its functions.  

We can talk all day about the workmanship and planning but we need to really see what we mean by quality.   Remember that these were built for working men and their families who often, almost always in some districts, had no bath at all at home.    The Glasgow Historical Archive describes the beginnings of the movement, because that is what it was to start with.

1794 The North Parish Washing-Green Society was a charitable institution. The heritors of the North Quarter of the city provided and equipped a washing green, with wash-house and utensils, on the banks of the Clyde. The society received its seal of cause from the Town Council in 1794 and was managed by a board consisting of officers, representative citizens and elected members. Initially meeting in the ‘Penny’ North Parish School, the board received permission from the Provost to meet in the session house of the Cathedral in 1850. Those using the wash-house and green paid a fee dependent upon the amount and type of washing undertaken and these activities were overseen by a tacksman.

1869 May 24^th At a meeting of the Police Board the following motion by Councillor William Wilson was approved; “That it be an instruction form this Board to the Sanitary Committee that they shall forthwith provide at four of the most suitable points in the City, Public Baths and Wash-houses for the accommodation of the inhabitants – all in terms of the Glasgow Police Act, 1866, clause 387.”

1875 February 8^th Councillor William Wilson presented a motion to the Police Board that a Special Committee on Baths and Wash-houses be appointed.

1876 January Baths Committee and Police Board accepted an offer of the Town Council to lease them the site of the old washing-house on the Green for the erection thereon of Public Baths and Wash-houses, the rent to be £50 per annum.

 The pool in the photographs above and below is at Calder Street in Govanhill and the Public Baths there, used by West of Scotland Harriers until their demise.  Since then there has been a continuous campaign to have them re-opened.   The Historic Pools of Britain    lists the Baths saying:

Govanhill Baths is Glasgow’s last surviving Edwardian public bathhouse. The building originally contained public baths, a wash house, three swimming pools and a Turkish baths suite. The wash house, at the rear of the building, was converted to a laundrette in 1971.

They are described as:

Name: Govanhill Baths
Location: Glasgow
Current status: Learners pool open, Main pool and Ladies pool closed
Date built: 1914-1917
Architect: A B MacDonald
Listed building status: Category B
Lead organisation: Govanhill Baths Community Trust

Pictures tell part of the story but the descriptions of the exterior design, of the interior layout and building materials tells us a better story.   The fact that almost all the remaining Public Baths were Listed Buildings says a lot about the quality.   What tells us even more about the importance attached to the Baths is the number that were rebuilds – eg in Clydebank the Baths in Hall Street (called the ‘old Baths’ by the natives) became too small and so the Bruce Street Baths (the new baths) were built just one street further east and both were listed buildings.   Although the new baths were built at the start of the 1930’s the old baths were used by schools and other groups right up into the late 1960’s, possibly the 1970’s.   Other Baths in Glasgow were frequently rebuilt at some point because they were too small for the demand and the new version was also of high quality and became a listed building in its turn.   We can look at some of them.   

For instance, the detail for the newer Whiteinch Baths says –

“Whiteinch Public Baths was constructed between 1923 and 1926 by the Office of Public Works and opened on 28 October 1926.   It was once a much larger complex that had two swimming pools, including additional baths for men and women, and a Turkish Bath.   The retained central pavilion of the baths makes a good contribution to the streetscape and is rare as a building type as not many 20th century baths now survive.   The original brick and Edwardian Baroque style represents a well-detailed example of civic architecture and it continues to make an important contribution to an area of the city which has been largely redeveloped.”   

The building that it replaced – or rather was developed from – was described on its listing as follows. 

“The Whiteinch Public Baths and Wash-house were built next to the public halls and the building contained a large swimming pond 75 feet by 35 feet 6 inches; a small pond of 40 feet by 20 feet; sixteen slipper baths for ladies and thirty-one for men; forty-three wash stalls; sixteen washing machines and (from 1926) a Turkish bath with room for twenty people. Sun lamps were installed in the 1930s.”

Main Pool Spectator Seating 

The Baths have in the 21st century been the focus of much local and national attention but before coming to that we should note the beginnings, as described by Wikipedia.

Govanhill Baths is Glasgow’s last surviving Edwardian public bathhouse.    The building contained hot baths in the upper storey and three swimming pools on the ground floor. There was a seating gallery around one of the pools for spectators attending events such as galas. The wash house, or “steamie”, at the rear of the building, was converted to a launderette in 1971.   

The foundation stone for the new baths and wash-house was laid on 3 July 1914 by the Lord Provost of Glasgow, Sir Daniel Macaulay Stevenson.   An important function of the building in the early years was to provide clothes-washing facilities for local people whose tenement homes typically had no such facilities. Most homes in the area also lacked bathing facilities.    Local rumour has it that the baths were used as a temporary mortuary for casualties from bombing during World War II.

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That it was recognised as a quality asset to the City, is indicated by the presence of the Lord Provost at the opening.   There were approximately 25 separate such buildings in Glasgow at the time, and not all were so honoured.   The people of Govanhill were justly proud of the facility which was well used by the local community.    However, the City Council seemed to have different standards and the closure of the baths was announced in the Glasgow Evening Times on 6 January 2001.    Glasgow City Council argued that the baths had too little use and were too expensive to refurbish and keep open.   The campaign to save the baths began almost straight away, and resulted in a community protest occupation of the building from 17 March until 7 August that year.   Sheriff’s officers accompanied by mounted police finally removed the protesters and shuttered the windows and doors with steel. A picket line remained outside the baths for the following year, supported by local community donations.   

Govanhill Baths Community Trust

The Govanhill Baths Community Trust (GBCT) was formally constituted in 2005, and since then has been campaigning to reopen the baths as a “Wellbeing Centre”, supported by community trust initiative, external funding, and subscribing members. The trust manages community well-being projects and produces a newsletter.     Since its closure in 2001, Govanhill Baths has been the site of a variety of events meant to campaign for and promote awareness, including theatre and musical performances, art installations, and a skate-park. These events sped up action to reopen the pools, which began experiencing severe decay to the interior.

In 2012, the smallest of the three pools, the “teaching” pool, was reopened and locals were interviewed expressing relief and recounting long memories of the bath house. This step was financed by the National Theatre of Scotland for use in their production, Lifeguard. A three-step plan was made to transform the building with Turkish and sauna suites, an allotment, a community café and music venue. Some had to be turned away from the front doors when they arrived with towels and swimming gear as the initial refilling was a test of the pool’s integrity to confirm its viability for returning to use.

On March 22, 2021, building contractors took control of the site in order to commence refurbishment works. The scheduled works will ensure that the building is wind- and watertight, and will refurbish two of the three swimming pools. In addition, new facilities will be created including a gym, yoga studio, Turkish suite, community kitchen, archive, and learning space, all of which were chosen through community consultation.    The building is due to reopen in 2022.

The Wikipedia article can be found at  https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Govanhill_Baths

The Community Trust website is at  Govanhill Baths Community Trust · (archive.org)

There is a good documentary covering the history of the Baths from early days through to the closure and protests at

 Govanhill Baths Archive – GDODDF2020 – YouTube

And another interesting documentary on Youtube at  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KsLT98mCYaA

Martin Hyman was a well respected distance runner in Portsmouth for many years before he came to Scotland.   Along with his club mate and friend Bruce Tulloh he wrote the AAA’s Instructional Booklet on Long Distance Running which right at the start laid out their intention of getting the best out of a runner with as little time spent training as possible.  Remember that this was at the time when Lydiard and Cerutty were doing their coaching and Van Aaaken was working with athletes in Germany.   The heresy at the time linked miles run with success achieved: Hyman and Tulloh challenged this viewpoint.   Martin also did some pioneering work on altitude training for endurance athletes.   He came to Scotland and went about his work quietly, unlike many an Anglo who came north with all trumpets blaring and an expectation of veneration.   

This page should be read in conjunction with Squad Weekends   and     Uphill Only   

 One of those that Martin met, worked with and impressed was Denis Bell of Haddington ELP and what follows are Denis’s own thoughts on Martin and his effect. 

Livingston AAC in the December, 1992, issue of “Scotland’s Runner”

This website is ‘scottishdistancerunninghistory’  so many will know of Martin,….. many might not. Read on and learn something about the Legend who is Martin Hyman of Livingston.   Elsewhere many accolades have been conferred upon Martin as a very distinguished Olympian and a competitor amongst great names and with results of distinction, see  the Wikipedia article on Martin for a start.   

Martin several times mentioned to me (usually over a glass of beer, or a cup of tea and biscuits) that he was not anything like a special athlete with great natural skills and abilities…but he always said that he ‘knew what he could do and would therefore try to “maximise what abilities he did have..’…so the indicator is of a man of self-effacing charm and honesty as well as pragmatism. Martin simply knew that to try and compete with the best he had to do ‘absolutely everything within his own control’ to eke out whatever advantages he could over his fellow competitors.   He was very dedicated and very good at that in terms of self-discipline – right training regimes, right prep for races, immaculate researching courses, and knowing his competitors, etc., etc …Martin worked to get the ‘event under his skin’, effectively leaving nothing to chance and just get on with it and run n to his very. very best.   Those who know Martin and maybe trained with him (he ran well, well into ‘older age’) will understand these few words about ‘the man’.

What I want to do here in tribute to a real legend is share with you that when he was with us (and I guess Orienteering) the stuff I really know about, his love for and total commitment to hill running.   The words I have spoken about Martin’s approach to running was the precursor to his way with us in hill-running and the way he felt about and aspired to how the sport could be managed for the athletes and take on the best internationalists and really compete at World level. Martin knew a good, and potentially great, athlete when we saw one…older runners, prime competing (championship, national calibre and internationalist) runners, male and female, and youngsters, male and female…Martin had time for anyone and everyone who made a very serious and honest commitment to getting better….he asked bluntly and expected honesty…and then if there was true engagement, he‘d do absolutely anything and everything to facilitate peoples’ own aspects of achieving their potential and best successes…

Martin didn’t suffer fools and was sooo very busy and committed, that he had a finger on the pulse and would coerce and health check commitment or, I propose, there was a parting of the ways. It was an unequivocal approach…it worked.   

 I could and maybe should name names, but fair to say that many athletes from juniors upwards through the heady days of the 90s to the 2000s, our Man, Gentleman, took things forward to new levels and was instrumental amongst a motley crew of many other Worthies, who made very significant and real differences to the way hill running grew, matured and evolved at the ‘international level’. It was very much about how the best can be better; how the young and emerging can grow and perform, how to be ‘winners’. In saying this he did a huge amount at grass roots too, and was highly respected from being amongst the ordinary and good of hill running. He managed training weekends (see some attachments of real events), he managed juniors at Livingston Athletic Club, he set up races ([orienteering ]..cross country, hill and international selection events, and actual courses, etc.), and of course he set up and managed personally ‘the Meadows sessions’ which quickly became legendary holding this commitment for about 30 years.  Others have stepped into the breach in more recent years and these sessions remain as an ultimate, very worthy legacy to Martin; these actually are the hallmark of what supreme involvement, and stewardship, and detailed commitment, and steadfast management our Man carried and of course, in return he was held in colossal respect by all whom he met.

Was Martin a ‘saint’ (that might be a totally inept word?!) …no!…but simply a man and gentleman held in the utmost respect. You could ‘cross’ Martin (I did a couple of times) but there was no animosity, there was only a difference of opinion and approach and without any anger or angst, we simply moved on and got on with things. Martin could and would accede…but he’d never ‘change’, and this again was a sure-fire indicator of his passion for ‘right and proper’ and his way was right…inevitably of course he was most certainly right; we had arguments and discussions but we could temper and approach …so ‘compromise’ was there and things worked, very well.

I will share an abundance of stunningly good examples of what Martin gave us in hill running…and you’ll see it was ‘life and soul’ and the sport is the much better for it, and the way he coached and mentored athletes, and also admin people and hill race organisers, and officials and the upper echelons of Sports Administrators was simply exemplary.   I might be considered to be waxing lyrical, but that’s fine…no-one can deny me my knowledge and experiences wide and many, over many years, of our truly Great Man, Gentleman.

In the centre of the picture – one of the team.

I wrote these following words, and not so terribly long after Martin left us with his terminal illness… Martin leaves Margaret his very dear wife, and their sons, the boys, the grown fine men.   Fred (Michael) and Pakit (Patrick), and in-laws and grand children.   

A very early recall is one of a meeting in a Glasgow Flat (with Helene Diamantides and Mark Rigby [two utterly brilliant athletes] and others I cannot recall immediately, where we were discussing the way forward for hill running, grass roots(??) and towards international honours (the cream of athletes)….{any readers who can add things here should please contact me for fullness}. Well in short, I do recall that I differed with Martin’s ideas somewhat.   I think that his was a very much ‘elite athletes’ take and mine was probably more to do with the ‘grass roots of the sport and development for all’..no matters…what I definitely recall was this was ‘a powerful man of principles who was direct, honest and very pragmatic’. This was surely for me the very first step of a truly wonderful relationship with a man I could easily associate with, and we were moving forward together, with a fair number of other very good hill runners who’d take our sport forward. This might have been an early informal meeting (or as was then ‘committee’)  about Scottish Hill Runners Association [SHRA] moving towards the Hill Running Commission [HRC] to be integrated as part of Scottish Athletics [SA]. A key here might well have been towards formalising a way to achieve at international level by accessing secure funding..when the previous way was a ‘good-will grant of some support financially’ …anyway it was not all roses…the period of change upset some of the purist hill runners (who had a slight disdain of the ‘blue blazer brigade’) whilst the committee knew that to support internationalists (grass roots racers sometimes’ don’t care about the elites..  Fair enough!) we had to get a more formalised method of accessing funding.

It was the start of a very good strong relationship and it went form strength to strength as Martin helped shape a new approach into a very bright and dynamic future of the sport..   Martin already had a legacy on the Meadows sessions, orienteering and at Livingston.   He was always, always very active – committing to and doing loads of initiatives.   Buying into personal needs, juniors, and all across the full spectrum of the sport. Everything involved in, came up with good results and often outstanding.   

He was also a colossal administrator – planning, schedules, to-do worklists, venue arrangements (access rights), mapping, gathering boxes and boxes of tools, aids and provisions, buying-in ‘The Team’ who’d make happen (all to the clearly detailed plan of detailed requirements).   It was a case of… if you honestly ‘Commit’ you are ’IN’ ..simple…and get in there do what you said you would and make things happen. Simple and effective, repeatedly year after year.

So to some timeline memories (and please check the various schedules Martin issued to us all at the various planned events). {Photos of Martin’s outputs to be placed in whenever it thought best to interrupt the text}   I’m certain Martin told me that the Meadows have been running continuously for 30+years, of course the great majority ‘religiously’ by him, then ‘others’ have taken on the mantle faithfully and do them to this day.

I personally never did any, but I recall a great friend and co-runner of mine Peter Marshall (another H.E.L.P. stalwart of great repute) used to travel form Cockburnspath to participate in the hour sessions. (Peter was a super hill runner and was one of few in HELP who did ‘all manner of events, and was an outstanding vet champion..). Note please Martin = consistency, continuity, commitment, enthuser and inspiration.

I recall the concept of squad and Martin and I planned a weekend of ‘team bonding’ a few weeks before a World Cup (Jules Rimet guys didn’t like that [copyright?] so it was re-named World Mountain Running Trophy) up to Glenshee Hotel…a bit of a ‘first’ I think and it wasn’t bad, but not really hill-runner squad style…. We took feedback from the 14-16 athletes who took the chance; Martin felt it wasn’t really value for money and just not right …. he WAS right! We changed.

I recall an initiative to go up to Glen Doll to recce the (original) Angus Munros course (an Edinburgh -Livi sortie by a dozen or so of us ..) ..It was a grand experience…I was not that long-hill-race savvy, and I probably didn’t have the confidence to do those long unmarked off-track routes, in wild open countryside, in poor conditions using map and compass…the weather was good so we could see, easily pick the tops, and followed the route no problem which meant we could ‘pick best lines’ rather than go ‘direct on the compass….great hours out. So simply ‘agreement to gather, car-sharing, light organisation and we did it under Martin’s initiative….(remember … leave nothing to chance ..if you have no experience, invest and get some!). Martin’s way …Planning and Preparation! It worked for me because I placed very well, still as a newbie (long distance) hill runner.

(Jock’s road, Tomdhu? Sinclair Hut? Broad Cairn? Cairn Broadlands? …..back to Broad Cairn and off..?? anyway it was something like that 40 years ago nearly.

As we got better organised as a ‘sports body’ largely don to some super efforts by committed athletes (racing hard and managing well) the structure to tackle uphill races and also to provide a platform for honing skills, the ‘Squad Training Weekends’(STWs) started to develop as well as uphill only races.   Martin was pivotal in most STWs and led most of them though very wisely co-opted others in the wider-flung regions away from the Central Belt to also take ownership (Dougie Milligan, Dumfries; John Hepburn Lochaber; Ewen Rennie, North East..etc.).

We had 1 or 2 STWs most years and though they were joint events initially with juniors and seniors we again pretty quickly realised that they didn’t work best and they separated successfully. Along with slightly different organising teams for each ‘age category’, Martin was very much a presence at nearly all of them…Venues were Wanlockhead (first ever, fantastic, and so often repeated thereafter).. Dalbeattie, Glencoe, Scout Centre Lochearnhead, Scout Centre (Fairmilehead) Edinburgh, Fife, North East, Borders, Inverness, ….

So the formats stuck (fewer events for Juniors) and Martin’s planning and preparation covered the Weekend Agenda, time-lined over various activities; some seminar type, organised runs, free running periods and obligatory socialising…! The format was simply to encourage ‘anyone’s improvement potential’ and by rubbing shoulders live and learn – whilst originally planned for taking ‘Internationalists’ up a level it actually seemed to serve ‘ordinary racing athletes’ the best and got most commitment  from them ..elitists have their own approaches normally and in this respect ..the ‘aspiration towards the elite’ actually failed to a degree…but was hugely successful in pulling up ordinary runners to great runners, and helping encourage youngsters to stick with it to aspire towards young seniors of real potential…so ‘it WORKED’, very successfully, dialling in parents as assistants and coaches, etc.! I recall events for the likes of 20-50 people and it’s important to mention the format was very ‘low-key, basic’ decently warm and dry ‘lodgings’, and good wholesome food and drinks. Martin effectively did all the shopping and we never ever went short; the surpluses at the end were shared and a small contribution made for them [I’d be certain Martin always subsidised these events, generously, to a fault and never ever mentioning anything about it!!]

So Martin did all the planning and prep (unless a delegate in the region booked the event meeting place), all the paperwork (sign in form etc., and safety sheets for the scattering of people into ‘often unknown areas’), maps, schedules, results sheets, crib-note sheets, organising the team of assistants , car-sharing arrangements to get non-drivers and the youngsters to events, and helping facilitate, time and manage the sessions..(relays, personal timed circuits , mapped legs etc.). I assisted and I have done stuff like this… it is a huge and committing effort, and Martin did this par excellence; these weekends really truly worked, year after year, EVERY time.

Whilst a general top manager for the whole scope of SHR (SAL, HRC, etc) Martin also focused on Livingston AC (LAC) and engendered great enthusiasm and purpose and for certain engaged parents and adults who equally gave such a great deal to the club and made it very successful on many counts (I do not know the specifics so please look elsewhere..). One thing is for certain:  the club has had brilliant athletes in all manner of athletics events. Many of us will be very aware of the prominence of the bright yellow vests with green vertical band on left side.   There were so many but how about these for a start – 

* Andy Kitchin,   * Joyce Salvona,    * Ann Curtis, * Andy Curtis, *  G Ackland,   * Jonathan Musgrave, * Graham Bee,   * Ian Donnan,

I think  Martin always revelled in the youngsters getting engaged in ‘sport’ and encouraged parents and parent-coaches, and took on several youngsters in person to coach to truly excellent levels.   “A really, really nice bunch of kids’” would be the words Martin enthused on his aspiring young team, a team spanning 20+ years, boys and girls who came from ‘nothing’ or humble but emerging beginnings. His utter joy and satisfaction was to see, to assist guide youngsters towards superb results and fulfilling some of their potential (at times youngsters from ‘challenged backgrounds’ made it even more special {would it not have been utterly wonderful to have had a teacher of Martin’s dedication and experience and care?}

It occurs to me the Margaret and Martin (with total commitment to sons Patrick (‘Pakit’) and Michael(‘Fred’)) always ‘funded’ youngsters for very many years, helping ease and encourage their ways forward…..(Margaret ..names track and field?); road and hill running, orienteering, etc…Martin was well dialled in to all aspects of personal development and would truly support any and everyone who showed genuine commitment; stars, current or emerging were one thing, but anyone at all, anyone who was serious about improving got the ear, the wee bits of advice and guidance they needed, always. He clearly got that a lot of good and even great seniors had ‘learned what mattered’ and had their own routines (but he was always a very attentive listener and would proffer comments or advice when sought). For youngsters and raw senior newcomers, he was especially supportive and would seriously and personally help steer those folks forward….I cannot evaluate that in number terms but would not have been surprised if it wasn’t 5, 10, 20 people at times over the spectrum of ages and capabilities.

As an ‘organiser-extraordinaire’ we just need to look at the meticulous detail and quality of communications with everyone engaged in the various events …see the pictures of records following. astounding…quality, quantity, clarity, user-friendliness, template formats, instructions, tasks and assignment sheets; advice on where to be, when and and and…superb! 

Looking back now, of course the canny management meant keeping in touch and the spreadsheets of contact details would be a real burden by current IDPR demands (security and authority on personal record details)!! I guess that martin would rail against the lack of trust  and integrity by such an additional burden but nonetheless he’d understand and comply. In all the events we undertook I really cannot think of any ‘misdemeanours’ or conflicts of interest and personal care. There always appeared to me to be respect for Martin and the seniors who helped make these wide array of events possible and such successes. It is relatively such a long time since I was involved in those events that I cannot properly remember the ‘make happen’ leaders and teams but again such was the respect for Martin that he could always call on the hard core (20 individuals?) who faithfully pitched in , leading, assisting, doing all manner of wee side actions to help , enabling and often critically important car-sharing, and getting non-drivers, or juniors to and from events. I repeat as always ‘things always worked out and were successful.  

Sometimes , the prime times I got with Martin were either ‘travelling with’ or ‘having a social beer or two of an evening’. Whilst he was superbly successful as a ‘middle and long distance runner’ in his younger days, he was always self-effacing, very humble in his own opinion of his capabilities and achievements; he’d reckon himself only reasonably talented (Commonwealth and Olympian!!) and placed ALL his successes down to planning and preparation.  ‘Obsessed’..?  Maybe, but we should understand that his lead up to and into events was ultra-methodical and he’d know the competition and courses very, very well….often reccy’ing routes leading into race days. Martin’s mark was always ‘in the details’….he was a long time precursor to Sky’s  Peter Brailsford’s ‘marginal gains’ …by 40-50 years! Please note …there was never ever any hint of ‘assists’ (taking or ‘doing stuff’).

Another absolute was that if ‘People’ committed 100% and did their very best then this was ‘outstanding’ (M often used such accolades frequently, and with the greatest of pride and joy) no matter ‘the placing in an event’. It was this assist and support that enthralled Martin of so many people he was close to or had seen flourish. So many Martin had respect for, and names that are easily recalled are Angela Mudge, Iain Donnan, Scott Fraser, Tracey Brindley, …………………and of course he was sincerely indebted to all those who helped and led graciously in managing events (and as Team managers), assisting in bigger competitions, driving the sport forward, like Ewen Rennie, Dave Peck, Dougie Milligan, Dave Hanlon, Edel Mooney, Malcolm Patterson, Bill Bennett, Margaret H, John Hepburn…. and others such as encouraged access to the land for events (Simon, Glas Tulachain, etc). The full list would be incredibly long and my sincere apologies for omissions.

A defining period occurred when Will Ramsbotham was lost to Livingston when he tragically came off a face in Snowdonia whilst climbing. In respect of Will it was decided to try a build a living memorial for him and an old railway bothy down by Hawick-Newcastleton was taken on as a conversion project for upgrade to a Mountain Bothy listing –  ‘Will’s Bothy’; M engendered support from far and wide and many great hours of voluntary labour were expended with real satisfaction making a worthy bothy in a great Borders area. Over several years great progress was made on all aspects in keeping with regulations and making the place an eco-sanitary place of welcome for all sorts of trekkers. See some of the ‘details’ Martin issued to the teams of folks who gathered to give their time; there was always social aspects to gatherings and more often than not the grub and drinks were inevitably sourced and supplied by Martin. We of course had to have an ‘athletic side’ to things too and we held the Will’s Bothy Relay over several years… to note the route had an 800 metres long railway tunnel to be negotiated or there was a ‘cop-out’ route that had ‘penalty’ attached!! (I recall that the Border Reivers won it 3 years on the trot with the record time – Lynsey Knox, John Tully Bill Knox, Jim Knox, Denis Bell, ……….). It. Was no ‘soft event’ though had fun associated with it, nonetheless quite competitive.

Interestingly it came to pass that that in trying to keep it a going concern, Martin liaised with the MBA (Mountain Bothies Association) to take it on and then. ‘the rot started’….M become very disillusioned with dealing with one or several ‘jobs-worths’ and he was routinely frustrated by their ‘no-can-do attitudes’ and I found this depressing to see a great man’s initiative being gazumped and virtually stymied by people who were utterly remote from the concept and building itself. To see a man of indomitable spirit being disheartened and in respects treated with contempt, was truly dreadful. My understanding was that ultimately in total frustration ‘we walked away from further involvement’ after doing an incredibly grand re-construction job. Martin just simply did not suffer fools gladly and he had the patience and care of a saint… so that was saying something.

A personal one was when I accompanied Martin north to do a recce and ‘we ended up in the wrong glen’…Martin was on the map and I was a game associate…but his astuteness realised that the terrain did not fit what the map was showing, and we re-traced to a correct junction and made the then correct choice of route. I recall a bit of frustration, but we didn’t dwell on it and made good progress thereafter. We ended up in Ft William and met a few Lochaber folks and had a social…. Race ‘reccies’ and ‘raids’ were commonplace back in the day.

Some of the dearest and more down to earth socials I recall relate to having a few beers and a good laugh about a few things that had happened to us over the years. Martin in his inimitable style would have a broad grin on his worldly-wise face behind his gold rimmed specs and we’d laugh out loud at some of the antics and really cheering times. So behind that serious, well-intended ‘doing the business’ character was a great, great humble man who cherished life, cherished his friendships and proteges, loved his patient and understanding wife Margaret and his Boys and the grandkids…; he revelled in the company of people young and old trying their very best, revelled in the camaraderie of the pub, or a good catch up with a bottle of beer to hand.

The Legend who is Martin Hyman was more than and outstanding athlete, some of us, only some of us got to know about…the Legend known to far, far more for his absolute commitment to others…his organisation and communications felt by all in his circulation lists, but dare I say actually very few really appreciating the thousands upon thousands of hours selflessly committed to us, as he meticulously planned and prepared like no other could or would… for so many years, giving, always giving, never taking….

See Also:   The Baths    The Baths Were The Winter HQ   What Was A Steamie?   Calder Street Baths

This page is devoted to personal comments and reminiscences of runners who actuality used some of the facilities.

Whiteinch Baths & Victoria Park

The start of the McAndrew Relay in 1950: HQ at Whiteinch Baths

All baths had their similarities as far as the basics were concerned – they were warm, they had copious supplies of hot water, they were always very close to public transport but there were differences too.   Most but not all were attached to Steamies,   eg the big ‘new Baths’ in Clydebank’s Bruce Street were not atached to any steamie.   Asked about Whiteinch Baths in Glasgow’s West End, Hugh Barrow was a fund of information.   He says:

“Unlike some establishments, there were no turnstiles at the entrance at Whiteinch.   Runners went up the steps and turned to the right, and then a left turn took you to the pool area, and a right to the steamie and washouse.   As far as the Harriers were concerned, pack runs assembled in the steamie where you could warm up by jogging round the machines in a central area that felt like a sauna and you had to dodge the guy who was hosing  down the area after a day’s washing .

Hugh reminisces and comments, “Simple in many ways but hugely enjoyable   Loved steeping in the tubs at Whiteinch after runs then walk along Medwyn St and 33 bus home.”
 

Jock Semple winning the Balloch to Clydebank 12 Miles in the 1920’s: HQ in Hall Street Baths at the time

I joined Clydesdale Harriers in 1957 and trained regularly every winter from then until I stopped running in the 1980’s and kept on turning up for committee meetings and as a coach right up until they were closed.   When you arrived in Bruce Street, the harriers just went in the main entrance where they paid their money (3d in old money in the 1950’s), went through the turnstiles and turned right and went down the stairs to the basement.   At the foot of the stairs, there were communal showers to the left behind a modesty curtain but the dressing rooms were along to the left.  About a dozen or so yards along the big dressing room – more like a hall – was on the right.   Warm stone floor warm walls too, as warm a changing room as anyone could wish for.   Hot pipes ran round the room just below the ceiling and many of the older hands hung their towels on there when they went for the run and they were superbly warm on their return.   If you hadn’t a towel, forgot to bring one or just couldn’t be bothered, then you could hire one for the session.  Harriers jogged round the room prior to their run, there were exercise mats there too and there was always someone doing a circuit of their own or just reclining more or less gracefully doing some stretching exercises.  There were a few weights for those who were that way inclined but it was mainly harriers of all shapes and ages.   The notice board was inside the door and that was where the results were posted on the Tuesday night.   The run for the evening was written by the captain and pinned inside the door with times for the various packs starting the run.   After the run it was into the showers for a blether and as often as not a sing song by the Harriers Choir – Pat Younger, Frank Kielty, David Bowman and all the rest singing mainly highland tramping songs.   Polismen were known to break their beat to chat to the women in the cash box to get warm and hear the harriers singing!   

Johnny B Maclachlan, one of the best captains the club ever had, shares some of his memories of the Baths at Bruce Street.

The Entry was up a few steps to a turnstile. The woman, whichever one it was, seemed to know all the harriers and their requirements. Seeing my face she always rung up two tickets, a harrier and a towel, costing a tanner (6d), maybe more. Then downstairs and along a corridor, up a few steps to the changing area. On leaving there was a door on your right which took you to other accommodation, seldom used by us.   There were communal showers with 3 heads.   When the singing started I decided to leave, turning on the cold water leading to unprintable comments.  Near the changing area were a few lockers, one of which belonged the harriers. Sometimes a female attendant was at the lockers when some harriers wandered back from the showers in the nude. It happened to me on one occasion, totally embarrassing the said attendant. On the way out the towel was dumped in the chute prior to leaving the building.

Pollokshaws Baths & Bellahouston Harriers

Brock Baths  &  Dumbarton AAC

Allan Adams, long serving member of Dumbarton AAC tells us –

As far as I know the Brock Baths were always Dumbarton harriers meeting place for club training nights. The entrance fee was paid individually for entry to the baths not by club.    When I joined in 1956 , Dr.Ian MacPhail president, and Jimmy Walker secretary ,they trained from a small gym at the rear end of the pool which was 25 yards long with one diving board. There were single lockers along each side of  an open gallery above the changing rooms for spectators and changing. The club trained Tuesday  and Thursday nights and also Saturdays .We had a few lockers for the club and some rings hanging from the roof to mess about on .Entrance fee allowed club members to have a shower & swim after training (or a hot bath extra ).We were allowed to come and go through boiler room at the side of the gym.  The 2 mile road race started at the boilerhouse door, lap of common then mile & half round a few streets and back. Colin Martin still holds the record of 9m 18sec to this day.  We also held the county championship races round the golf course to Strathleven estate and back.

The Dumbarton team which had just finished the Glasgow to Fort William relay: Alistair Lawson on the left with Allan Adams second left.

Alistair Lawson taught at Keil School in Dumbarton and joined the club while he was there.   He says: I well recall the Brock Baths from 1966 – 1971  (duration of my stay in Dumbarton), though Colin Martin, Allan Adams  et al will recall the detail very much better than I can.  As well as DAAC visits on a Tuesday and Thursday evening, I took Keil pupils down there on a Friday evening for swimming training with the local club.  There was a smallish but adequate changing area, toilets adjacent and the use of the bathtubs.  I’m just trying to think whether we used the baths on Saturdays or whether it was only a weekday evening arrangement.   Saturdays might be either pack runs if there was a gap in the racing calendar, or the club’s own championship events.  I seem to think that the 2-mile and 6-mile events around the streets started from the Common, alongside the baths, but whether or not we used the baths on Saturdays I just can’t be sure, though I’m pretty certain we did on the occasion of the Dumbarton 800th Anniversary marathon in 1970.     

Calder Street Baths  &  West of Scotland Harriers

West of Scotland Harriers had been one of the very oldest harrier clubs in Scotland, dating from the 1880’s  When young Hamish Telfer joined the club, it trained at Stanalane track in summer and from Calder Street Baths (aka Govanhill Baths) and he looks back to the 1960’s.

See also:  The Baths Were The Winter HQ     What Was A Steamie?     Some Memories Of The Baths       Calder Street Baths

The Wash House Harriers: Dennistoun Public Baths (c1890)

The importance of Burgh Swimming Baths to Scottish cross-country running and endurance running generally cannot be stressed too much.   Many clubs used the local Baths for their headquarters and trained from them on club nights (usually Tuesday and Thursday) all through the winter and often enough on Saturdays during the summer.  The attractions were many and obvious.   For instance the clubs did not have to buy the premises, nor did they have to rent them: they were run by the local authority and it was usually possible to simply book them at the start of the season with members paying their own entry fee when they came to train there.   They were also warm – lovely and warm during the winter months with hot pipes that ran around just below the ceiling from which the runners could hang their towels when they were out training and were warm for use after the showers.   That’s another thing – the Baths usually had communal showers where stories could be told, songs sung, banter engaged in and generally were quite a social occasion.  Towels could be hired too and left for washing afterwards.  There was often also a room, or rooms, where committee meetings could be held and the relationship between Baths staff and Harriers was always of the best.   For a few coppers more of course the swimming pool could be an added attraction after the run.      It could be confusing too at times when an area had several Baths, for instance Barrhead was reputed to have five public swimming baths which caused some confusion to visiting runners who became separated from the pack.   

Western Baths Club

They were used right from the start by the various sections of Clydesdale Harriers.  The principal runs were held from the Victoria Baths and the Western Baths, the former being the grand opening run with all sections represented and the latter being the closing run with all sections present.  In 1989/90 runs were held from the above venues plus Dennistoun Baths from which the opening run had been held in 1887/88.  In 1888/89 the club handbook commented that the most popular runs were those held from the various Private Baths and Barracks.

Victoria Baths

The use of The Baths for training purposes was largely a West Coast phenomenon but it was not exclusively so.   Ian McKenzie says: “My recollections in Edinburgh go back to the early 1950’s when there was a combined clubs pack run from Portobello Baths before the start of the cross country season, always graded and with  “pace and whip” woe betide if you got in front of the pace you immediately got told by the whip to get back.    The first East District c/c league race was always organized by Teviotdale and changing was in the public baths, after showering you would jump into the pool to have a swim. Many East District races were also run from the Newcraighall Pit which meant there was an abundance of hot showers and baths to enjoy.”

And note the Fixtures from the Edinburgh Northern Harriers handbook of 1935-36, below,  which has a reference to what was probably the inter-club run Ian mentions above.

There is not much information about the Perth/Dundee areas as far as the swimming baths are concerned.   In the late 1920’s there were inter-club runs from the Perth Public Baths in the Dunkeld Road, led by Falkirk Victoria  Harriers and including Dundee Thistle Harriers but with eight clubs involved in 1927.   

In Ayrshire, we know that the Garnock Baths were used on occasion as changing for the AHCA Relays in the 1950’s.   

Much more recently, the newly formed Dundee Road Runners club used Lochee Baths in Dundee every Tuesday and Thursday and sometimes a Sunday from 1984 until around 1998 when they moved to Fitness First Gym in the Hilltown.

Edinburgh Northern Harriers Fixture list for 1935/36

They could also be hired for local road races – for instance, 

• The Bruce Street Baths at Clydebank were stripping accommodation before the 16 miles Clydebank to Helensburgh race and at the finish of the Balloch to Clydebank road race;
•   Whiteinch Baths were used for the McAndrew Relay Race;
•   Maryhill Baths at Gairbraid Street were the headquarters of the Nigel Barge Race;
•   Brock Baths in Dumbarton were used for the Dunbartonshire County championships and for the relays too when it was Dumbarton AAC’s turn to host      them

There are other examples of the use of the Baths for race HQ’s in the East District..    Alex Jackson points out that the East District League from 1924, started as four meetings in Edinburgh, two from Portobello Baths and two from Glenogle Baths which were near open country at that time.   

Douglas MacDonald tells us of the story after the Nigel Barge Road Race from Maryhill Baths:-

“I spent time in the side room compiling the results by hand, as each sheet was completed by the recorders at the finish, I would run up to the baths with it (50 names at a time I think?). It was a team race so we had to get the first 3 from each club and add up the points as well as match the numbers to times to names and post them on the wall before people were ready to leave. As an aside, there were also spot prizes at the Nigel Barge. The way it was worked was a runner who turned up every week but never got a prize was selected and it was 10 places up, and so on, until the spot prizes were finished.”

There were also occasions when the Baths were the fall-back option for a race.   Ian McKenzie talks of the East District League matches hosted by Teviotdale Harriers where the clubhouse was near to the Baths but not capacious enough to deal with the numbers so the Baths were used for the League matches.   

There is a belief, ‘myth’ would be too strong a word for it, that Shettleston Harriers used the public baths at Dennistoun, but Shettleston Harriers historian John MacKay said when asked about it – 

“Shettleston Harriers never used the Dennistoun Baths (Now a Snooker Hall) -There was a club which ran out of them – Dennistoun Harriers -one of the first clubs in Scotland . From my research they seemed very posh baths – Steam rooms ,Turkish baths and a gym for doing gymnastics etc. The short-lived ladies section of Shettleston h (1930’s) used Shettleston Baths but that was after the men would not allow them to use the clubhouse. The men’s club used an old fruit shop at first , then a school until they built the clubhouse in Gartocher Rd”.   And went on to say – “I know a lot of Harriers clubs in the early days used the Green Head Baths on Glasgow Green and I have seen lots of references to runs from there – Greenhead Harriers /Celtic Harriers /Plebeian H all used it at some time” 

Greenhead Baths and Wash House

However despite almost all being individually architect designed, despite almost every one being a listed building, many were destroyed or transformed beyond recognition.   For instance, the Gartsherrie Baths in Coatbridge, home to Coatbridge Junior Harriers and to the Monkland Harriers prior to the construction of the Inveresk Pavilion were part of the Gartsherrie Institute & Baths  and was eventually demolished.   The photograph below, from Joe Small, is of the Institute immediately prior to being demolished.

The Whiteinch Steamie

The Steamie was a public wash house and often contained baths (slipper baths and ordinary baths) as well as a swimming bath.   The following definition comes from the Sunday Post of 7th September, 2018.   

“Wash houses and baths came into being after a working class outcry for sanitation reform in the country in the Victorian age as a direct response to a perceived threat from infectious epidemic diseases like cholera and tuberculosis.

As industrialisation advanced from the late eighteenth century onward more and more people lived in towns and worked in factories, and as this new way of life spread, health conditions deteriorated, leaving far behind any voluntary, half-hearted efforts to cope with the problem.

The first official wash house in Glasgow was opened in 1876 on London Road after new legislation was passed in 1866 to introduce a fleet of wash houses across Scotland.   Throughout the years that followed, over 20 baths and wash houses were opened across the city of Glasgow, with many more springing up across the country.   By 1915, public baths and wash houses were to be found in nearly every British town and city.”

The ‘lockers’ at the front left are referred to by Hugh Barrow on the next page when he talks about their kit being ‘baked’

A picture of the Partick Steamie, which was fairly typical.   One runne says:  says” This is how I recall Whiteinch layout.   You could really get a soak in these tubs after the flog round Knightswood Tues Thurs”

This page shows some of the Baths used by harriers and goes into some detail about the design and manufacture of the buildings as an illustration of the quality of design and building in which the sport was nurtured.   

They were not poor buildings for poor people, they were quality buildings for human beings.   

Maybe the first with a  connection to a harriers club was the Greenhead Baths at the east end of Glasgow which was used for varying short spells by a variety of short lived clubs.   Opened in 1878, this facility replaced the old public wash-house, which was knocked down in 1876. Hamish Telfer mentions some of the older clubs linked with the harrier clubs, many long defunct, as follows:

See also:    The Baths Themselves     What was a ‘Steamie’?    ‘What harriers said and thought about the Baths‘  The Calder Street Baths

Kay Street Baths, the original Soringburn Harriers HQ

This detail is from the Hidden Glasgow website:  Kay Street Swimming Baths and Public wash-house: 
Opened in the early 1890s. As well as a swimming pool, Kay Street provided bathing facilities for Springburn’s tenement dwellers whose houses often had no separate bathroom and for whom a bath at home meant a zinc tub in front of the fire, the water often being used in succession by several members of the family.   Women who had inadequate laundry facilities at home, or who had missed their turn in the communal wash-house in the back court, or who simply preferred the social contact of the ‘steamie’, would bring their washing to Kay Street where they could hire tubs, washboards, wringers and drying machines.   However, the building fell into dilapidation and was demolished at the time of the construction of the new bypass, which runs right behind the site of the old baths. A new sports and leisure centre was opened in 1995 .

Clydesdale Harriers outside Whiteinch Baths, 1913

Although this photograph is of Clydesdale Harriers in 1913, it was known as the winter quarters of Victora Park AAC from their inception in 1930 until the motorway was built over the roads that were used for training purposes n the 1960’s.  Many of the very best runners that Scotland produced trained from there – Ian Binnie, Andy Forbes, Hugh Barrow and many more graced the premises.   Like Kay Street, it was also a Baths and Steamie.   The following notes are from ‘The Glasgow Story’

‘The Whiteinch Public Baths and Wash-house were built next to the public halls and the building contained a large swimming pond 75 feet by 35 feet 6 inches; a small pond of 40 feet by 20 feet; sixteen slipper baths for ladies and thirty-one for men; forty-three wash stalls; sixteen washing machines and (from 1926) a Turkish bath with room for twenty people. Sun lamps were installed in the 1930s.’

The illustration below shows the big lockers at the side.  I don’t know what the purpose was during the day,  but it was where the runners of Victoria Park hung their kit which came out baked stiff but dry.

Many Victoria Park club championships were run from there but the main event for decades was the McAndrew Relay, the start of the cross-country and road season, held on the first Saturday of October every year.   

Hall Street Baths, Clydebank, were part of a block including some tenement homes and the Fire Station, and the original finish for the runners in the Balloch to Clydebank race..

The big window at Bruce Street Baths in Clydebank.   Described officially as :  The Bruce Street Baths was designed to replace the nearby Hall Street Baths (now demolished) which were becoming too small. The plans were approved by the Council in 1929 and the baths were opened in 1932. It originally had a variety of facilities, including Turkish Baths, Russian Vapour Baths, a laundry and a massage room. (Historic Scotland)   The men were quartered in the two big basement rooms with communal showers, the Ladies were upstairs with individual baths (there were 22 ‘slipper baths’.    Like many, it was a superb bulding in its own right made to the highest standards and a real asset to the town.   The Harriers used it for training (Tuesday, Thursday and often Saturday and races were organised therefrom – club and County championships as well as the two open road races mentioned above.   Only the facade remains today of the Bruce Street Baths, the rest having been destroyed.

Brock Baths, Dumbarton

From The Lennox Herald:   The Baths were named after the man who was the leading partner of  William Denny and Brothers from 1895 to 1907.   He left £10,000 in his will for such a purpose and work began on the building in 1912.   The architect was Alexander C Denny, a grandson of John Denny, the former town clerk of Dumbarton.   The swimming pool was 75 feet long and 30 feet broad and there was a gallery to accommodate about 100 spectators.   The official opening of the baths took place on June 13th, 1914, and was performedd by the son and daughter of Walter Brock, who gave an endowment of £4000 to help maintain the baths.   During the first few days of opening, the baths could not cope with the numbers of people wishing to use the facility.   The cost of an adult swim in 1914 was 2d and a swimming costume could be hired for 1d ( a penny).

Dennistoun Baths Harriers, (c1900)  ‘The Glasgow Story has this to say:

Dennistoun Baths Harriers before setting off for a “hare and hounds” race c 1900. John Wilson is on the end of the third row on the right hand side.   Dennistoun Baths opened in Craigpark in 1884 and was privately run for members only until it closed in 1993. Apart from access to a swimming pool and Turkish Baths, members could also join various clubs which were affiliated to the baths, such as the harriers club (for cross-country running)

Maryhill Baths  &  Maryhill Harriers

Maryhill Swimming Baths: Entry for the Harriers was from Gairbraid Avenue but generally from Bunhouse Road.   Another superb building, builtwith the style and quality that Glaswegians were brought up to expect.   Infinitely preferable to the functional boxes that passed for architecture in the 70’s and 80’s.    It was the venue for the Nigel Barge Road Race – run over approximately 5 miles on the first Saturday of the New Year.    Opened on 30th May 1898.

Glasgow Office of Public Works, A B McDonald, City Surveyor 1896-1898. 1- and 2-storey originally roughly square plan Baroque former baths and washhouses. Polished red ashlar sandstone. Side elevations now rendered. Steeply sloping corner site .    

BURNHOUSE STREET ELEVATION: single storey, 10-bay with gables over central bays and bay to right. Roll moulded and keystoned openings. Central segmental arched window with gable above with Glasgow coat of arms, flanked by square headed doorways with two-leaf timber doors and fanlights and with inscriptions above, WASHHOUSE to left and PUBLIC BATHS to right. Wider segmental arched doorway to far left. Large round-arched window with Gibbs surround at far right (matching window on adjoining elevation) to former committee room (later manager’s office).

GAIRBRAID STREET ELEVATION: 2-storey 10-bay with blind openings to ground floor. Large round-arched window in bay to left; Ionic colonettes dividing windows at first floor.

Pollokshaws Baths & Bellahouston Harriers

As used by Bellahouston Harriers.   The Glasgow Story says – “The red brick building was designed and constructed as a baths and wash-house around 1920 by the Corporation’s Office of Public Works. It was converted into Pollokshaws Sports Centre in the 1980s. A proposal by Glasgow City Council to close the centre in 1999 was resisted successfully.

Calder Street Public Baths & Washhouse

West of Scotland used these – the Govanhill Baths – for many years having also used the Maryhill Baths.   The Glasgow City Archive tells us that “The baths were designed by A B McDonald and opened in 1917 after the architect’s death. They contained hot baths in the upper storey and three swimming pools on the ground floor. There was a seating gallery around one of the pools for spectators attending events such as galas. There was also a wash-house or “steamie” at the rear of the building”    It was described in 2022 as a listed building, category B and Glasgow’s last Edwardian public bath house by the Historic Pools of Britain group.   It is one of only two Scottish pools listed, the other being the Western Club in Glasgow.   Like all the pools on this page, the building was architect designed and made to very high standards.

Renfrew Victory Baths & Renfrew YMCA

(Photograph from a Visit Scotland brochure)   The Baths were used by Renfrew YMCA Harriers after the Second World War.   The Paisley.org site says:    Renfrew (Victory) baths is an Edwardian building with a 25 yard pool and 1920s layout of cubicles around it, arched doorways and a viewing gallery. In the entrance there is a huge war memorial listing at least 1,000 names of Renfrew men lost in the 1914-18 War.   The whole story of how the Baths came to be, how they were donated to the Burgh (complete with the text of the letter making the offer), the condition that it would house the names of the war dead is on an interesting video at    Renfrew Victory Baths is 100 – YouTube

The ad below is from the ‘Scots Athlete’ Magazine of September 1947.

Portobello Public Baths  &  Edinburgh Southern Harriers

Portobello baths were opened in 1901 and described as ‘one of the jewels of Victorian architecture in Scotland’.  An open air heated swimming pool was later added: among those who served as lifeguards was a young Sean Connery.

Robin in the Edinburgh University 10

Robin Thomas was a talented runner who went on to be President of the SCCU and a national figure in the sport.   However that is rarely mentioned when his name comes up in conversation and he is possibly better known as the spirit behind the Hunters Bog Trotters team.   Such is their respect for him that in the 2011 Run and Become Open 2 Mile Race there were runners called Steve Robin Thomas Cairns, Robin Simon Thomas, Robin Ellis Thomas McKechnie, Robin Ivor Thomas Normand,Robin Eilidh Thomas Wardlaw, Robin Andrew Thomas McKechnie,  Robin Deborah Thomas MacDonald, Michelle Robin Thomas Jeffrey and many others.   Is it a new twist on “I’m Spartacus” or an Edinburgh version of “We’re a’ Jock Tamson’s bairns”?   His friend Colin Youngson wrote this profile of the man and his career with considerable assistance from Robin himself.

Robin’s wide circle of friends and less-impressed acquaintances may consider him an endearing oddball or indeed quite outrageous but he himself claims “Not unpredictably, I would suggest that I am a “character” rather than an eccentric. Assessment of eccentricity depends upon how broad a spectrum of personalities one has met in life and to what extent one is a prisoner of conventional, unadventurous, unimaginative thinking…… i.e. Tory (metaphorically, if not literally) thinking!” In the phrasing of that suggestion, the co-founder and mainstay of Hunter’s Bogtrotters (undoubtedly the most zany and unusual Scottish running club) reveals humour, originality and a concern for longwinded verbal precision. Much of the following profile will be in his own idiosyncratic and entertaining words, since he has had the impudence, nay the temerity to criticise mine as lacking accuracy!

Robin H. C. Thomas states the following. “I was born and bred in Swansea, living there between April 1955 and August ’66. Then I became a White Settler in Edinburgh, where I lived until September 1969, before moving to Penicuik for six years. Home was a mile and a half away from (and three hundred feet lower than) Howgate. I have nostalgic memories of various Penicuik 10ks in the 1990s, seeing brown-vested runners each in turn veering out of the race and pulling across the road for a Panic Pint in the Howgate Inn (those were the days when one’s legs were still frisky enough to catch (some) people again afterwards!)

Primary education was at various schools in Swansea; with Secondary Education at George Heriot’s in Edinburgh. I started running for school cross country and athletic clubs in 1968 (eventually becoming Captain and Vice-Captain thereof respectively).

In January 1972 I suffered a mountaineering accident, in Glendoll. I was unconscious for ten days, but lived to tell the tale after spending three months in hospital. Said accident left me totally deaf in my right ear.

I matriculated as a Fresher at Edinburgh University in 1972, being instantly given the nickname of “YP” by the then EUH&H Secretary Jim Dingwall (later an outstanding Scottish and British International) when I turned up for my first Wednesday afternoon’s fartlek. At the time I was still 17 years of age and living in Penicuik and Jim cried, “Ah, you’ll have to be YP!” (YP being a group of adolescent residents of Peni, prone to killing evenings together on the streets, occasionally with a canister of aerosol paint for graffiti).”   Sunday runs, unsurprisingly, were important in improving the stamina of nearly all Edinburgh distance athletes. Robin says “the Sunday training group from the Bruntisfield flat of Martin Craven (“The Crab”) went into the Pentlands, past four reservoirs (Torduff, Clubbiedean, Harlaw and Threipmuir) or sometimes seven reservoirs [aforementioned four plus Loganlea, Glencorse and Bonaly]. It was run at an amicable pace for all – often with fast runners looping back for wreckage. It was only in the mid to late 70s when Colin Youngson and Sandy Keith lived in Edinburgh that it became a burn-up along the Water of Leith valley to Balerno and back, using the formerly railway trackbed now Water of Leith walkway!” (In retrospect, I must admit partial culpability, although after Balerno, as real marathon preparation, we did occasionally come back through the reservoirs and finish with yet another lap of the Meadows to make the distance up to 25 gruelling miles.)

Robin made an impact in the November 1974 Edinburgh to Glasgow Road Relay when he was tenth fastest on Stage Two, only 14 seconds slower than Willie Sheridan, the future founder of Westerlands AC. Robin insist there is no such person – only ‘Bill Sheridan’ – but during 1971-73 I used to be in Victoria Park AC with young Willie and that is how they referred to him in Glasgow, so there, pedant!   Robin represented EU in the E to G in six successive races from 1974 to 1979. One highlight was in 1977 when he was sixth fastest on the prestigious Stage Six. The following year EU finished eleventh, after Robin had gained two places on Six. Then in 1979 he tackled Stage Seven, gained three places and was second-fastest by one second to future marathon star Lindsay Robertson of EAC.

At this juncture, Robin interjected the following. “Your version tends to concentrate on racing, rather than simply on running! For me, running is an end in itself and also a means to an end (weekly racing)”.

When I was in my 20s and 30s, I tended to do Long Slow Distance and little or no speedwork. I am wary of the “no gain without pain” philosophy – in longer term it can lead to injury, disenchantment, disillusionment, becoming burnt out and retiring from the sport. How many runners, coached in their younger years, continue racing in older years. PNFA!

Runners, whatever their ability, should apply themselves wholeheartedly to the sport. Massive improvement is achievable by all, by consistent and prudent (maybe hard – which includes mere mileage – but not manic) training.

Other thoughts. 1) Racing: I have scorn for those who only race when fit; 2) Attitude: my philosophy is what can one contribute to the sport, rather what one can get out of it.”

In the 1975 Junior National CC, Robin finished 33^rd but was part of the EU team that secured bronze medals. In 1976 he improved to 12^th, only one second behind Graham Laing, another future marathon star.

In the 1978 Senior National CC, Robin finished a respectable 63^rd which he dismisses as “dross”, mentioning that his “training was inconsistent in the later 70s and early 80s, due to having to work to support myself – night shift a speciality – while also being a (part-time) student.)” He represented EU three times in the Scottish CC Relay, and his team achieved 5^th place in 1975 and 6^th in 1978.

On the track, Robin recorded 32.47.4 in the 1976 East District 10,000m but must have reached half way in 15 minutes, since the eventual winner Colin Youngson remembers having to try very hard to drop him! In 1977 Robin improved to 31.30.4, which ranked 20^th in Scotland. That year he was second to Ian Orton in the Scottish Universities 5000m; and third in the British Universities 10,000m at Belfast. Robin’s 5000m personal best was 14.47. (The Scotstats profile refers to him only as “Rod/Ron? Thomas”, such is Robin’s modesty and generally low profile ……..) He says “I did increasingly little track running in my later years at Uni, partly because I found long distance track running less than hedonistic. Track 10k is utterly dire compared with the 10k cross country (especially ‘real’ cross country!), road and hill-running. Also the speed work involved for track grew increasingly unpalatable as I grew older – preferring addiction to the narcotic of mileage.”

He showed considerable promise in road running. “In 1983 I did 2.25 in the Belfast City Marathon (having led most of the way, before being destroyed by the Big Guns who had been loitering not far behind, waiting to pounce in their own shoot-out/burn-up). This was my first actual marathon. I also ran 2.25 winning the International Silk Marathon in Cheshire – which I mistakenly thought would be flat, like the Sandbach event. The Silk race proved to be from Macclesfield and was anything but flat!” Robin also won the Edinburgh to North Berwick 21.8 miler twice, in 1984 and 1985, the latter in the good time of 1.57.24.

His LSD training background helped in longer races. In the 1977 Two Bridges 36 miles he finished 9^th in 3.40.04 (recording his very first marathon time of 2.37.18 en route) and the race report states that he “won the handicap with a great run in his debut at the distance against a classy field”. Robin says “I was pleased to reach 30 miles inside three hours but then blew it! I had been catching a Royal Navy runner (name known but withheld) who’d been getting all manner of assistance from his mate in an M.G. Midget (which I thought a trifle unsporting). You’ll know how it is in ultras – patience! It can take about an hour to gain a quarter of a mile. But I caught the guy at 30 miles and was feeling okay – so I put in a burst going over the Forth Road Bridge (the Forth Bridge being for trains only) and stormed past him. Only to discover that it was a Pyrrhic victory – my legs were now wrecked, I slumped to 7 minute miles and he plodded past and away.”

Then in 1984 he was seventh in the gruelling Edinburgh to Glasgow 50 mile race, recording 5.51.53, having lost momentum after a pit-stop in Airdrie Fire Station. “I was also ‘bonking’ (i.e. low blood sugar) for 35 miles! There was no energy drink available but I did manage to grab a packet of Dextrosol – which made me feel great for all of two miles! Would have liked to have beaten 5.50. Ye Gods! My appetite and post-race thirst were utterly insatiable!”

“Lairig Ghru 28. I’m no hill-runner (shockingly bad at racing downhill) but did this event in the mid-80s, doing okay until the boulder field (wet from light rain) where I was simply unable to remain on my feet, falling umpteen times, while nimble chancers danced through without a slip.

Loch Tay 35. A late 1970s undulating training run from Firbush, looping right round Loch Tay. The ‘roadie’ who accompanied me on a pushbike (a certain Ian Orton) ended up with legs/quads more knackered than me due to the switchback trail.

My running and racing in recent decades has been plagued by recurrent injury to upper and lower parts of Achilles tendons (mainly lower calf/soleus). Occasional escapes from jail allow limited training (at funereal pace) before yet another relapse….. The sole important thing these days is being able to continue “running” – nine minute miles a price worth paying if it keeps the legs uncrocked! Appetite (greed!) and thirst, however, remain undiminished!”

Having been on school cross country and athletics committees from 1970 and EUH&H committees from 1973 onwards, Robin Thomas certainly had skills as an organiser. He was in charge of the Edinburgh University 10 miler, which involved two severely undulating laps of King’s Buildings and Braid Hills Drive. “Utilitarian prizes” were preferred to the usual unwanted coffee sets – members of the third team to finish that year each won sixteen Mars Bars!

Robin (the Race Secretary/Organiser) now denies that he ever produced a proper programme for this event. “Gestetner/Banda sheets and notices – yes! Hand-written/printed notices and comments in the Hare & Hounds logbook – certainly!” However I possess a yellowing copy of the typed up and stapled 1980 programme for the EU 10 (which cost me five new pence) and intend to quote from this. It proclaimed “the Edinburgh University Hare & Hounds 10-mile road race (8.87 Scots miles, since a Scots mile is approximately a furlong further than an English mile) has grown to become the SCCU’s biggest and most prestigious 10-mile road race. It now attracts Olympic and Commonwealth Games stars, British Internationalists, Scottish Internationalists, English Internationalists, SUSF and BUSF representatives and droves of runners of lesser ability.” (On reflection, if Don Macgregor and Fergus Murray had turned up, along with a good runner from Newcastle and a jogger or two, all of the above categories would be covered.)

Robin’s comments continued “Slugs (i.e. people who are not members of EUH&H) are invited to take part. Top prizes will be awarded to first Slug and to the first team of Slugs. As indicated above, all members of the Hare and Hounds, not being slugs, do not qualify for these prizes (we also reserve the right to disqualify EU Athletic Club and Orienteering Club runners, so that genuine fat slugs can take part and win). So, stub out your Capstan Full Strength, drain your pint of Export, and look out a pair of training shoes. You could win our Star Prizes – a keg of Export and half an ounce. Spectators will also enjoy the pie-eating contest and a refreshment session after the race.” (In 1980 I was one of the first team home (ESH). Prizes awarded to various finishers included Martini, four cans of beer, a homebrew kit and a jockstrap!)

Proof of the success of Robin’s eccentric marketing strategy came in 1981, when the fastest two runners in Scotland travelled over from the West to battle their way to a new record. Nat Muir (48.37) narrowly defeated Jim Brown (48.48) and secured the winner’s bottle of ten-year old malt whisky! However Robin comments as follows. “I would suggest that my marketing strategy was more unusual, novel, thoughtful, pragmatic, utilitarian, imaginative (and other such adjectives) as opposed to eccentric. Eccentricity depends on the proportion of boring grey conventionalists one has had the misfortune to meet in life. Bear in mind, too, that student clubs don’t have the financial means for spending much on prizes but can make prizes memorable/valued by using other parameters. As for the bottle of malt – the Hare & Hounds are a student club. They’re too young to have discovered the joys of malt! And student club funds are obviously very limited” etc ad nauseam. What a tease the man is! I know for certain that Nat and Jim turned up to joust for such a thoroughly acceptable prize, rather than the tin medals and reject tea-sets they were likely to ‘win’ in ‘normal’ events  during that era.

Other major athletic endeavours for Robin Thomas included walking the Pennine Way in1976 and vast beer tours of the best pubs in Europe, USA and Peru. A real test of determination was ‘The Triple Hundred’ when he managed to run 100 miles and drink 100 pints in 100 hours. This took place on the Isle of Man in 1978. No less an athlete/drinker than World CC Champion Dave Bedford (who trained about 30 miles per day in his pomp but could only drink a wimpish 10 pints daily) was keen to offer his congratulations. Nowadays, Robin is aware that this was a dangerous venture and does “not want some youngster getting injured/knocked down trying to emulate me. Rules were: 100 consecutive hours; no runs of less than 3 miles; no lager – must be real ale – no soft drinks or shandy. And no honking!

Among less notorious events in which I have had the pleasure of taking part are the Trinity College “Gallon Ten” and the Phoenix 14.

The former was 10 x 1 mile (each two laps of the central Dublin campus) with 9×1 pint (an “Irish Gallon”) of Guinness in between in the cricket pavilion. The event eventually became something of a distraction to the cricket players in the simultaneous Dublin Uni v NUU match! I finished second in the Gallon Ten, behind Glasgow Uni’s Alistair Hunter (aka Bunter).

The latter involved the Northumberland Coastal Run (at one time, through sponsorship, known as the Phoenix 14) – a superb point-to-point beween Beadnell and Alnmouth. One year – many, many years ago – a group of Trotters were joined by a similarly-minded group of Westerlands runners in doing the race, but stopping for a pint in each of the half dozen (or so) splendid hostelries in or near villages en route.”

“I graduated in 1976 after a four-year M.A. Honours course. Student years continued thereafter mainly on a part-time basis (financed by night shift work). My reasoning was that not only would this add assorted academic courses to my CV, but I could continue running for “The Hairies” and the financial support then available from the Sports Union (for entries, travel, accommodation etc) was greater than fees for a course. Then there was the prolongation of the craic! I left EU in 1981 and spent my student swansong doing teacher-training at Queens University, Belfast. A very enjoyable year – also a reminder from my Swansea days of the cancer of a west coast climate (prolonged hours/days of light rainfall).”

In August 1980, along with Bill Blair, Ian Orton and Conrad White, formed a new club – Hunters’ Bog Trotters, which started out with ex-EU runners, but expanded to a wide range of like-minded individuals. An article he wrote in Scotland’s Runner magazine in February 1992 states “Our declared aim was combating elitism. HBT realised that a tasteful shade of bog brown was the obvious choice of club colour. A fine non-elitist colour, it was felt. Hunters’ Bog is a large area of (former) bog lying between Arthur’s Seat and Salisbury Crags in Edinburgh’s Holyrood Park, where many training runs were – and remain – centred. The word Trotters was chosen partly due to the terrain in Hunters’ Bog, partly because in Victorian times there had been a local running club (Edinburgh Harriers) known as the Bogtrotters, and partly because (to quote a founder member) “We do no athletics and harry no one, so calling ourselves athletic club or harriers would be both incorrect and pointless.”

“From the outset the HBT viewpoint has been that all Trotters are equal and the wellbeing of the D team no less important than the A team Both the elite and AND the also-rans/the hacks/the wreckage/the debris/the real runners are equally important to the wellbeing of a club. It’s all too easy to pay little attention to the running proletariat of the club (which is where potential for mass improvement lies) and ask after/focus on the A team and the good runners.

That emphasis on morale and club spirit is felt to be very important in this running club as it is believed an individual’s commitment to the sport will be stronger as a consequence. Also, it is felt that getting a lot of enjoyment and laughs out of life (and running), and placing major emphasis on the social life of the club (generally involving a great deal of real ale), is in no way inconsistent with being a dedicated runner.”

Robin comments further on the above: “The original newspaper article was published in the Edinburgh Evening News at the formation of the club. It was written by Sandy Sutherland and was headlined “New Edinburgh club – but not for the elite!” Three founding principles of HBT – apart from anti-elitism (metamorphosed over the years into non-elitism!) – NO God-Squad; NO Tories; and NO lager drinkers! This is to demonstrate from the outset that humour, morale, irreverence and banter are all-important to HBT. “

Nicknames abound amongst the Trotters: for example Stumpy, JamBo, Egg, Pieman, Nixon, Wah-Wah, Zoot, Phat Phil, Big D, Gash, Twiggy, McPosh, Daft Bob and Wallachie. “Wallachie is pronounce Vallachie – the Polish guys who arrested and detained us near their border in Bohemia couldn’t pronounce the “W” let alone “Wallace”.

Over the last 34 years, Robin has soldiered on valiantly as legendary club secretary/organiser and there is plenty of evidence that HBT remain true to the original ethos.

Almost incidentally the Trotters became Senior National CC team champions three times.  In addition many classy runners have chosen to compete for the club and also represent Scotland and GB, especially in hill-running. Robin emphasises that HBT women, like the men, have become one of the numerically biggest and strongest cross country etc clubs in Scotland, having been National CC Champions in 2010 and medallists on many occasions. In addition they have won the National Trail Running Championships and the UK Hill/Fell Running Championships. “Whether races are held in Scotland, England or Wales, they keep winning! But we have plenty of other women Trotters supporting the great brown movement. Traditional Trotter women who, like Traditional Trotter men, enjoy the course for longer than the elitists. HBT women (likewise men) have consistently had the most finishers in Senior National CC in recent years.”

HBT continue to organise the Hunters Bog Trot, the Black Rock Race and the Grudge Match (a bi-annual mismatch against the ‘hated’ Westerlands club). “The Great Trotter Relay is held every year, since it is a massively popular event. Starts in Hunters Bog on the Thursday evening and finishes at some distant spot (Derby? Inverness?) around Sunday teatime (with major support throughout for and by a traditional domestic industry with high economic multiplier).” (Could this be some form of healthy energising beverage? Ed.) “Basically, when there are forty or fifty Trotters participating, there simply aren’t enough stages in the day – there has to be doubling up, quadrupling up, sextupling up (or whatever).

The “Golden Trotter” award (shield and vest) is awarded to the Trotter (preferably not an impressively talented leading light), whose contribution to the club over the last year – racing or otherwise – is seen to be the worthiest Trotter.”

 Robin continues to work hard as an official. From rebel ‘poacher’ to gamekeeper! He started as a representative for EU and later HBT in the East District Committee, graduated to the SCCU committee and became the very last SCCU President in season 1992-1993. “I work as a club committee member in particular, but also on SARR&CCC East District Committee, Ed to NB Road Race and assorted other committees. Until recently I have been President of Vice on SARR&CCC.

“Rebel ‘poacher’? Neither I nor HBT have poached anybody? Very many Trotters are ex-students. Many others only started club competition after joining HBT. Those people who have defected from other clubs have done so because they wanted to.”

Robin Thomas’s running and organising career continues. He is an extremely effective and universally well-liked ‘character’ – a PFGM. “I’m now a dilapidated, post-middle-aged wreck but have been able to swallow any remaining vanity and resign myself to a race pace once seen as slow training pace (7.30s). All that matters at the end of the day is just being able to get out for a few miles!” (At long last, I find myself in total agreement. Ed.)

Several of YP’s associates have contributed anecdotes, accurate or otherwise.

Dave Wahwah Taylor remembers that “when Robin won the International Silk Marathon at Macclesfield, it was during the impecunious days of HBT (before all the plutocrats joined the club). Prizes won by members became the property of the club, and YP as a little disappointed with the suitability of his winnings for the forthcoming Xmas Raffle (especially after 42+km of endeavour) and penned the lines of that well-kent blues number ‘The Macclesfield Silk Tie Blues’!”

Ron Morrison adds “I recall Robin’s tradition of having a pint on the way out of Haddington in the 5 miler and doing the same on the way back. One year in the early 1980s, he and Bill Sheridan ran 8 alternate legs (4 each) of the Laggan Valley relay to finish 5^th team. Robin was President of the SCCU for one week only. He was elected at the AGM in 1992 with a remit of voting for the establishment of the SAF one week later (when the SCCU disbanded). Quite fitting really that it should be Robin. I also remember him eating a fish supper just before the start of the Cupar 5. Indeed he let the start go until he finished the fish supper.”

Ron sent a second email on the topic. “What did ‘YP’ mean? ‘Young Pretender’ was one interpretation I heard! When I was trying to write a definition of a Club in order to set up the new SAF in the early 90s, I floated the idea that a Club was one that had a Constitution and its members paid fees to the Club. Robin told me that this would not do as HBT had tried that and given it up as the treasurer had gone to the pub with the subs and drunk the lot with the members who were present.”

Ian Kiltie emailed many tales. “Robin’s trip with the Guv’nor to see the 1974 European Championships in Rome. Robin went AWOL at Heathrow and missed the flight, which gave Jim a couple of solo days visiting Rome’s churches while Robin renegotiated the flights. The Boston Marathon with Iain Wallace: Robin ended up running the last (first) five miles to the start, against the flow of runners who had already started – ever the purist, he never thought of just joining in.”

“The night Robin met Daley Thompson. Robin had to head off to his holiday toilet cleaning job, but Ian Orton and I were treated to hearing the young Daley (this was ’78) singing “She stood on the bridge at midnight ….” Since Robin had introduced the future Olympic gold medallist to his (Robin’s) infamous songbook.”

“The time that Frank Dick read Robin’s training diary. “What is THAT word? Look, there it is again!”

“The time the fire brigade had to axe their way into his Dreghorn flat because he had left tinned haggis cooking and the neighbours spotted the smoke.”

“Belfast stories. On one of his first nights at Queens, Robin fell in with some types who (naturally for that part of the world) asked which team he supported. Robin, aware of the subtext, replied ‘Meadowbank Thistle’. “No, What TEAM do you support?” Robin had to rely on his knowledge of Irish accents to save the day.”

“Also from the Belfast Days, the Red Bill story. Robin had gone to some left-wing political meetings in Belfast and had been asking probing questions on the state of the plans for the revolution. The Belfast Socialists had become suspicious and desired finding out more about this peculiar Welshman from Edinburgh before kneecapping him as a suspected special branch agent. So they put a call into the Scottish HQ of the Workers Party. It just so happened that Bill Gray was there when the revolutionary speaking from Belfast on the phone asked around “Does anyone know a Robin Thomas?” Bill replied “The Robin Thomas I know is just a daft runner from Edinburgh.” Once again, he lived to see another day.”

“We were also in Belfast the day Virginia Wade won Wimbledon in 1977. Robin spent the afternoon watching the tennis and getting through a case of Guinness. However he had the BUSF 10,000m in the evening and some were taken aback by his preparations. It was very humid and the Guinness must have helped with his hydration because with 9900m gone he was placed 3^rd. Then, with just the straight to go, he stopped – he may have had a digestive malfunction, but the momentum was gone and he was overtaken, as he jogged in over the last 100m.”

“The time on his travels (can’t remember whether it was Oz, NZ or USA) when he entered some big mass participation race and discovered in the newspaper next day that he had been given the prize for the first woman (the organisers had him down as Robyn Thomas)!”

“Robin’s provisional driving licence (luckily the world didn’t see anything come of that) where on the Mr/Miss/Mrs/Dr/Other box on the application form, Robin had written Professor – so there was a 17-year-old with a provisional driving licence for Prof. Robin Thomas.”

I can add one more. In the Spring of 1978, before some championship race or other, I was in the dressing room when I was pleased to see my good friend Robin enter. His was a double mission: a) to sell ‘red men’ (i.e. cans of McEwan’s Export) to thirsty athletes; and b) to raise money for charity. He explained, in his verbose, apparently sincere and idiosyncratic manner that he was committed very soon to a sponsored event which would entail running many miles in a brief number of days and also imbibing a great deal of real ale. I was in a quandary. Part of me wished to help YP avoid bankruptcy but part of me did not wish him to endanger his health. Decision time: I agreed to sponsor him for a certain amount. “Good man,” he replied, gratefully, “If you can pay up right now, I would appreciate your generosity, because I actually succeeded in this task three weeks ago.” That Charitable Challenge was, of course, The Triple Hundred!

Ian Kiltie supplies the final anecdote. “I only saw the late, great International athlete/beer drinker Andy Holden (of Tipton Harriers) come second-best at drinking once…. At my fortieth birthday (2 decades ago!) I held a 4×1 mile relay with a pint to be downed after each leg. We ended up with two of running’s greatest beer drinkers coming in side-by-side on the last leg – Andy Holden and Robin Thomas! Andy was so confident of beating Robin on the pint that his tactic was going to be to wait until Robin had to gasp for air and then neck it in one, so he paused – bad mistake! Robin tells me that he had spent the last couple of hundred metres of his run trying to hyperventilate, so he wouldn’t need to take any gulps of air, and promptly downed his pint in one, very fast. Andy was impressed. That was one of the few occasions he was beaten on a pint.”

And there this saga has to end. We seem to have finished on humorous boozy tales but make no mistake, Robin “YP” Thomas has given an incredible amount to his chosen sport of running (indeed to Scottish Athletics) as well as entertaining (for several decades) so many of his fortunate friends.