Brian Mitchell WilliamsonAge: 621950–2012
- Brian Mitchell Williamson
- Given names
- Brian Mitchell
|Birth|| 27 May 1950 27 24|
|Death of a maternal grandmother||Margaret Hughes Murray|
22 October 1951 (Age 16 months)
Cause: Coronary Thrombosis 5 days, Hyperhieses
Brass Finisher at Rolls Royce
|Residence|| 1952 (Age 19 months)|
|Death of a maternal grandfather||David Colquhoun|
29 December 1954 (Age 4)
Cause: Coronary Thrombosis
|Death of a paternal grandfather||Peter Williamson|
17 August 1956 (Age 6)
Cause: Coronary Thrombosis
|Residence|| 1959 (Age 8)|
|Residence|| 1965 (Age 14)|
|Death of a paternal grandmother||Annie Mitchell Cunningham|
1973 (Age 22)
|Death of a mother||Helen Colquhoun|
23 February 1976 (Age 25)
Cause: Acute Myocardial Infarction/Ischaemic Heart Disease
|Marriage of a parent||George Williamson — Elizabeth Liddell — View this family|
7 March 1980 (Age 29)
Address: Claremont Church
Shared note: Marriage to George Williamson District 575 1980 Entry 53
|Death of a brother||Gordon Colquhoun Williamson|
29 November 1999 (Age 49)
Address: Royal Alexandra Hospital
Cause: Head injury caused by road traffic accident on 26 Nov 1999
|Burial of a brother||Gordon Colquhoun Williamson|
11 December 1999 (Age 49)
|Cremation of a brother||Gordon Colquhoun Williamson|
11 December 1999 (Age 49)
|Death of a father||George Williamson|
26 November 2003 (Age 53)
Address: Hairmyres Hospital
Cause: Myocardial Infraction, Ischaemic Heart Disease/Advaned Dementia, Alzheimer's disease
|Cause of Death|
Lung Cancer4 January 2012 (Age 61)
Note: Brian donated his body to science at Glasgow University.
|Death|| 4 November 2012 (Age 62)|
|Family with parents|
Birth: 3 June 1925 40 33 — Glasgow, Lanarkshire, Scotland
Death: 23 February 1976 — Hairmyres Hospital, Eaglesham Road, East Kilbride, Lanarkshire, Scotland
Gordon Colquhoun Williamson
Birth: 28 January 1949 25 23 — Kennet House, Kennet, Clackmannan, Scotland
Death: 29 November 1999 — Royal Alexandra Hospital, Paisley, Renfrewshire, Scotland
|Father’s family with Elizabeth Liddell|
Birth: 16 July 1922 23 28 — 280 Rutherglen Road, Glasgow, Lanarkshire, Scotland
Death: 2 October 1995 — Udston Hospital, Hamilton, Scotland
Marriage: 7 March 1980 — Claremont Church, East Kilbride, Scotland
|Family with Private|
|Family with Private|
|Cause of Death|
Brian donated his body to science at Glasgow University.
The family lived in Alloa initially - but moved to Croftfoot when he was young - so that's where he would have spent most of his childhood, and he went to Croftfoot Primary, and then attended Battlefield School to finish his education.
When he left school Brian became an apprentice Brass Finisher & Metal Polisher for a firm in Glasgow, and it was around this time that he met Helen Thomson. They first met in the Flamingo Dance Hall in Glasgow when Brian was only 16 years old.... She was there with her friends and he was there with his. He asked her to dance and they just clicked. Helen told me that there was no drinking at that time in the Flamingo, they were just all there for the dancing, and obviously an opportunity for the boys and girls to meet.
So they started going out together, and were married a couple of years later on the 21st of July 1968 - at Linwood Parish Church. They enjoyed a wee reception afterwards too with family & friends to celebrate.
After their week's honeymoon on the west coast - the young couple set up their home in East Kilbride and were delighted later with the arrival of their daughter, Karen, and then their son, Brian, to complete the family.
Brian senior had started working in Rolls Royce by then where he carried on for about 3 years. Then he decided on a change of career when he left to be a bus driver for Glasgow Corporation for about 2 years. But he didn't settle there as firstly the money wasn't so good, and secondly, he didn't like the shifts too much, so Brian returned back to work at Rolls Royce.
While in Rolls Royce he was a good Union Man - and Brian soon became a Shop Steward and went on to become Convenor. He was a very popular choice, and all the rest of the members liked him - in fact he was so good that the Management offered him a Managers Job to get him away from the Union, due to his strong principles and skills in negotiation.
Brian was also an active supporter of the Labour Party and attended lots of rallies on their behalf - dragging wife and kids on-tow whether they liked it or not!
He did a lot to support the miners as well, when they were out on their famous strike - collecting toys at Xmas for the miners kids, and arranging food packs for their families.
Brian always kept an old Lada car, in the early days, he'd buy them for £50 and do them all up. Sometimes they were in such a state, that once when he was stopped by police while driving one, they wanted to check it over etc,,. Brian knew he'd be in trouble for something on it, so he told them he was just driving it over to the scrap yard - so the police gave him an escort there and he had to come home without the car...!
Every weekend he'd be out tinkering with those Lada's - One time Helen was putting up her new curtains and quite chuffed admiring them - when Brian came in with a big filthy engine which he dumped in the kitchen - it had started raining outside - so he brought it in to work on indoors. Of course when he left later there were big black grease marks all over Helen's new curtains and he was not very popular for that one !
But they never missed going on holiday - they'd usually go camping every year, or if they were feeling a bit flush would hire a caravan at the Glasgow fair. But Brian was never all that patient at putting up the big tent. Helen remembered once they were holding an end each and trying to put this tent up - of course they ended up having a row about how to get the thing up - so Helen stormed off and left him with it - she went off to get some chips and took the kids with her. As they left all they could see of Brian as just a wee shape fighting its way underneath all that canvas - But it turned out to be a good call, as by the time they got back with the chips - the tent was all made up and Brian sitting in it quite chuffed with himself.
Brian also used to enjoy fishing - he'd go away and stay overnight in a tent at the Barrhead Dams on his own - He enjoyed his chill out time by himself - Although one time he came back with big red eyes - and Helen was accusing him of drinking all night, by the state he was in, poor Brian, it hadn't been that at all - he'd been attacked by the midgies all night and was in an awful state with bites.
His children would remember some nice times away on fishing trips with him too, as he took both Brian and Karen when they were younger - and they'd have their own quiet time together.
After 23 years together Helen and Brian separated and went their own ways. It was quite amicable though - They still kept in touch and of course he was also always still part of his children's lives, throughout.
Brian started taxiing then in his 40's and met Ann Fox and he and Ann started a relationship - deciding that he would move in with her in Kilsyth
Continued on with his taxiing which he thoroughly enjoyed, He liked the flexibility and the freedom of it - and being his own boss. Being a sociable character, he loved meeting people too, to he'd enjoy chatting to all the different people that he met.
He & Ann enjoyed going out with friends to local social clubs in Kilsyth and they had many friends.
Brian was also very proud of his grand-daughter Angelique, his son Brian's daughter, and Angelique enjoyed going to stay with her papa and was very fond of him, and of course he was also happy to welcome his daughter's husband into the family, Tam - which of course led to the joy of his granddaughter Heather - And as they stayed further away, in Kyle of Lochalsh, Brian would love to hear how they were all getting on through their regular phone calls and updates.
While working on the taxis he was originally in a half share with Jimmy Japp and after he passed away he took on the full share - He also had lots of friends through the Taxiing and he and Ann socialised with lots of friends from their social clubs in Kilsyth that they went to, as well as enjoying visiting different places on their holidays abroad.
Brian also played a large part in Ann's sons' lives, and their families - and they will miss him too.
Later after Brian was diagnosed with terminal lung cancer he and Ann moved to Cumbernauld to a more manageable house while he could still get out and about a bit.
He was quite political in his younger days, and very left wing and passionate about what he believed in.
It terms of his character, he could be describes him as a loveable rogue - Brian was a very independent man and a hard worker - worked all his life - and had never been on the dole. He was also quite a determined person. And funny too - He had a good sense of humour - though it could be quite dry and very much "in your face" - you got what you saw with Brian...
Helen remembered that sometimes it was like waiting for a bomb to go off as you never knew what he'd come out with next. For example, if someone was having a row in the middle off a wee night in the house - Brian would start singing that Russ Abbot song... "Oh what an Atmosphere".
Of course, he liked his pint - sometimes one or two too many at times....
There was an occasion when he was going up to see Karen & Heather - and got on the bus from Buchanan St. The bus makes a short stop at Fort William for an hour - and Brian decides to go away for a pint - and he comes back out from the pub just in time to see the bus drive off without him, but with his cases still in it! - so he jumped in a taxi - and asked them to 'follow that bus' - but he never caught it yet... After following it to the next wee village - he realised he wasn't going to be able to catch the bus, it was too far ahead, so he just stopped at the next wee watering hole, to kill 5 hours waiting for the next bus - no doubt eventually arriving for his visit quite the worse for wear. Then Karen had to find out from the bus company where his cases had been taken to, and try to get them back for him.
His son Brian also remembered that when he was going to a big Union thing for Rolls Royce - and had to look his best - he had tried to cut his hair - having his own hair trimmer, and tried it for the first time. Did he not end up doing it wrong and created a big baldy patch on his head. Didn't phase Brian, he just coloured it in with a black felt tip pen. Little did they know that day, when he was up there doing his bit and speaking to the throng, that he had his head coloured in with a black felt pen!
What a character Brian was !
Compiled by Senga Kemp Registered Celebrant with the Humanist Society of Scotland