Today is the 150th anniversary of the birth of my great grandmother Annie Lauder. She was born on 30 May 1872 in Brocketsbrae, Lesmahagow, Lanarkshire. The youngest child of William Lauder, with his second wife Janet Colthart. Annie had a full brother and sister and five half-siblings. On her birth certificate, William gives his occupation as a flesher, (butcher).
At the time of the 1881 census, the family were living in Turfholm, Lesmahagow, by 1891 the family had moved to a farm, Balgray, at Crawfordjohn. On 17 December 1896, Annie married Alexander Ritchie, a local shepherd at Balgray. They lived firstly in the village before moving by the 1901 census to Kipps Farm at Torphichen in West Lothian, where my grandfather, their second son, was born.
By 1911 they had moved to Overton in Killearn, Stirlingshire and Alexander was a farm overseer. They then moved to Hill of Balgair in Balfron, where my grandparents also lived after their marriage. Annie died there in September 1924, shortly after my grandparent's marriage and is buried in Balfron churchyard.
These are the only photographers I have of her, a cousin of my fathers gave me copies years ago.
This one is Annie with her husband Alexander and three sons,
I am not sure which is my grandfather.

Over the years, Yamini had mentioned that her sister was doing a course in Balfron and I always thought I would like to make a trip up there to see if I could see where my great grandmother was buried and maybe find the farms too.
Back in April when I visited Yamini for her birthday she said that Anne and her classmates would be having a graduation show in the next few months in Balfron. She then found out it was to be last weekend, so I investigated travelling there and found it was 140 miles away but would take nearly three hours to drive there. I thought I could manage that in a day, it was a Sunday, to see the show, but if I wanted to do some family history too, I thought it may be a bit much.
I then looked into getting some accommodation to stay overnight, but the nearest I could get was a 45mins drive south near Glasgow. I thought if I did that I would not go back north again the following day so it was not worth doing it. So I rang Yamini.
Well, she said, how about going to hers and staying a couple of nights and then we could go to Balfron together and she could see the show and her sister too. So a plan was put into action.
I drove to Dunoon on the Saturday and we then had a long discussion about which way to go to Balfron the following day, on the ferry and then Erskine Bridge or north then south along Loch Lomand.
It depended on the weather, but we decided on the latter longer route as I wanted to stop at a place called The Rest and be Thankful. I have often heard this mentioned on the travel news on the BBC news. That's the blue route on the map above. The Rest and be Thankful viewing point is just below the kink in the road after the first roadworks sign.
This is the start of the Old Military Road, which starts at the viewing point, it can be seen weaving along in the distance, and the main road is above it. That road is used as an alternative route when the main road is closed, mainly as a result of landslides but also snow. Yamini has written more about the problems with the road and about the show on her blog. Oh yes, and there was a geocache to get there too. We made another couple of stops arriving at Balfron just after midday.

We soon found the hall where the show was being held.
We had a look at all the exhibits and found Anne's near the end, where we also saw Yamini's youngest sister and a cousin too. So quite a family reunion. We spent about an hour there before deciding to move on, (after finding another couple of caches at the hall), to find the church and do my family history and we were getting hungry too.
History of the hall. (from the geocache site)
The Hall is at the corner of Buchannan Street and Dunmore Street, The McLintock Hall – more correctly, the John McLintock Hall, is described as the ‘social heart of the community.
The Hall opened on 13th June 1923.
In the early 1900’s The Trustees saw the need for radical changes and set about the ambitious refurbishment which incorporated the social and recreational aspects of the hall.
Not all the necessary work could be afforded at that time and in 2004 funds were available to re-slate the roof, install a lift to improve access to the first floor and general redecoration of the halls
When we found a parking place (at the golf club!!) next to the church, my hunger went away as I was too excited about looking for the headstone. Yamini was fading away with hunger but I managed to satisfy her hunger with a banana!!
But first, there was geocache to find.
The old Clachan Oak, which stands on the common green outside the Church of Scotland at the top of the village; around this spot the old Balfron village originally grew. The oak (now the symbol of the Community Council) was recorded in 1867 as being in a “flourishing condition”, but its short trunk is now completely hollow, and held together by 3 iron hoops. These were not an early form of tree surgery – they had a more sinister purpose, for until the end of the 18th century petty criminals were chained to the tree with an iron neck collar, where they were subjected to public ridicule.
The tree has undergone extensive work to improve its condition and ensure that it remains the living emblem of Balfron for many years to come. In 2014 the tree came third in Scotland’s Tree of the Year competition. There's a long-standing debate as to whether it was William Wallace or Rob Roy who sheltered under the tree, but both had local connections. (Geocache site).
As we walked to the church there were a couple of cars parked outside the door and we asked one of the men there if the church was open, he said it is not normally open for visitors but as he was there we could have a look inside. It turned out he was the Session Clerk (the person who takes minutes of the Session and maintains all the church's ledgers of membership, births, baptisms, deaths and elders).
We spent about 20-30 mins in the church. It was a privilege to be able to see inside such a wonderful building and maybe I walked in the footsteps of my great-grandparents.
We moved out to the churchyard to begin our search for the headstone. The weather had taken a turn for the better in Balfron so we were able to take our time and even sit on a bench to bask in the sunshine for a while.
We found itππ (Sorry I look so scruffy in the photo).
The memorial to my great grandparents Annie Lauder and Alexander Ritchie and
also to their daughter in law Catherine Horn.
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I was so pleased to find the headstone and spent a few minutes there, with them, before returning to the car and our much needed packed lunch. We made a brief return to the Hall to say goodbye to the girls and then made our way back over the bridge and ferry to Dunoon.
A tiring day, but well worth the trip to see Yamini's sisters, especially Anne's work and to find the memorial to my ancestors (oh yes and to find some caches).π