Verdant Works - The story of Jute

When we were on holiday visiting my family, we took a trip to the Verdant Works in Dundee.  I have close family connections with Dundee and those are also linked to the Jute industry.  My great grandfather was killed by a bale of jute which fell on him and broke his back,  my great grandmother had to go and work in the mill to keep the family fed.  She became very active in organising and supporting other women working there, there were many jute mills in Dundee and I'm not sure which one she worked at.  My grandmother worked as a spinner and my great aunt was a weaver.  So you can see why I wanted to visit this museum.

We started off in the Works Office, this was delightful, because when you press a button you can hear the staff talking to each other in lovely broad Dundonian accents, I enjoyed hearing the characters say 'eh' instead of 'I', you had to be there ;p

My mum was with us and she worked in an insurance office in Dundee in the early 1950s, her recollection was that this sort of office was still in operation with the high desks.

 

The thoughts of the typist were interesting, no downtrodden woman here, she was off to a suffragette meeting.

 

We learned all about how jute was grown but I particularly loved this scene which similated looking up at the masts of the clipper from the hold of the ship.

 

There was plenty of information about the processing of the jute as well as the machines used for the various processes.

Sack sewing was the very lowest of the skills associated with the jute trade and much of it was done in the home.

The exhibits then went on to tell about the products that used jute and the canvas and hessian was exported all over the world, products such as covered wagons, carpet backing, tents, bags, webbing, rope and string.

We then moved on to the exhibits which tell about the life in Dundee.  One of the most interesting things about that was that there was very much a matriarchial society because when the boys reached maturity they were paid off because men were too expensive, so it was the women to earned the money and the men stayed at home as 'kettle bilers' (boilers) looking after the children and making the meals.  They got seasonal work picking fruit and took the children with them to the berry fields but otherwise morale was pretty low.  They were some of the first to volunteer to sign up at the start of WW1.

These depictions of the Dundee tenement flats brought back lots of memories, as I can vividly remember visiting my great-grandmother in her 'room and kitchen' flat.  Her bed was in the kitchen and she let out the 'bedroom' to a relative.  There was a shared toilet on 'the stair', even at 4 or 5 it horrified me that she had to share a toilet with her neighbours.

If you are going to Dundee, I can thoroughly recommend this musuem/attraction,  it was full of information presented in varied and interesting ways.  Some of the film footage you can see there is very evocative and entertaining as well as educating.

Midweek Pampering Break

This is the entrance to the Crieff Hydro Hotel where I stayed on Wednesday and Thursday with my Mum. Before we went to the hotel we had most of Wednesday to 'do something'. So we drove up from her home to Blair Atholl where we went to the House of Bruar where we had coffee and then looked at all the cashmere and other lovely things. We had lunch in Pitlochry then drove down to Crieff through the Sma' Glen, not a very good idea really as there was still a lot of snow on the hills and at one point I thought it was going to start snowing, the rain was definitely a bit sleety. Anyway we arrived at about 3pm
You can see there is still some snow on the hills in the view from the window of our room. Although Wednesday had started out a very nice sunny day, it deteriorated in the afternoon and Thursday was a horrible wet day, we never left the hotel all day.
This is our room, both Mum and I loved the curtains, which were very heavy and embroidered with thistles (see below).
I don't have any pictures of our beauty treatments, thank goodness I hear you say lol, I had a full body hot stone massage, and a Holistic Facial massage. All very lovely, but we were like zombies when we came out of the beauty salon, we were so relaxed and fell asleep in the afternoon. The evening meals were very good, we tried out both of the restaurants, one each evening. I would definitely go back as the service was excellent and there were excellent facilities.
After checking out on Friday, we drove to Dundee and then over the road bridge to Tayport to pick up my great-aunt and take her to lunch at Wormit. The sun had come out, so I took some pics of the Tay Rail Bridge, the River Tay and Dundee on the other side. There isn't a station in Wormit anymore, but I can remember my sister and I being put on the train at Wormit and our gran meeting us when we got to Dundee.
Dundee from the Fife side of the river Tay.
Yes, that is a train! I arrived home at lunch time Saturday and it was back to laundry and a demanding cat! You would think no-one had fed her since I left (obviously not true!). I had a birthday cake to make for my DS1 this afternoon, more of that tomorrow.