When I was quite young, my father
used to take me down to Renfrew Airport, which until 1966 was the ‘domestic’
airport for Glasgow. It was often a Saturday afternoon treat. I can remember once going to see a friend off
on a flight to Orkney. In those days the passengers were allowed to walk on the
tarmac and onto the waiting planes. I
was fascinated by the noise, the man with the batons directing the planes into
the bays and the little cargo carriers scooting about with the luggage. After
my friend boarded we were safely ensconced in the then relatively new terminal
building cafeteria sipping orange juice and Golden Wonder crisps, waving to the
departing plane.
I often wonder what aircraft flew
from Renfrew at that time: there were certainly some DC10s on the short hops to
Campbeltown and Belfast. My friend, I recall, had a BEA shoulder bag: I was really
envious of this. By the time I first flew they had stopped giving bags away.
Occasionally, my father would take me to Prestwick which was at that time the International
Airport for Scotland. It was exciting to watch the transatlantic airliners
taking off for New York Idelwild (JFK). At that time, for me, the Big Apple could have been
a million miles away.
Wally Stott’s Skyways (c.1962) evokes the excitement of
air travel in the early1960s. It is a striking and powerful piece of music with
a big romantic tune accompanied by swirling harps and bells and whistles. The middle
eight has music that is a little more up tempo suggesting Stateside rather than
the Scottish Isles. I imagine that this
piece of music would have been used as the score for documentaries and
newsreels featuring air travel.
To my knowledge there is only one
recording of this impressive piece available on CD. That is on The Golden Age
of Light Music: Here’s to Holidays GLCD
5205.
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