
I previously posted this image in May 2017. I chose it because I called it “The Kirk.”
Below is a wedding photo of my parents. They were married on March 15, 1962, at St Paul’s, Cambuslang. My Dad (86) passed away on April 20th 2023, and my Mum (87) passed away on December 20th 2024.

This blog is to mark the sad passing of my Mum – the lady with the incredible name.
- Robina Clelland Hunter Phillips Marshall –
I shared an image of the Kirk (Scottish Church) to symbolize that a church is more than just a building; it embodies the strength of its congregation. The people who belong to the church truly make it what it is. My Mum was a devoted Christian and a genuinely generous person. She would go to great lengths to help her family and friends, many of whom she had known her entire life in her hometown. Unfortunately, she outlived most of them, so we anticipate that her funeral will have a smaller attendance than if she had passed away a decade ago.
My Mum was a simple lady who always put others before herself. She lived a Christian life every day, not just on Sundays. She was a passionate Scottish Country dancer and a voracious reader, not to mention her phenomenal baking skills. In her later years, Robina faced her health challenges head-on. Honestly, she became a bit intolerant and grumpy (contrary to her natural character), which was understandable given her health struggles.
Mum and Dad were cared for full-time by my sister Yvonne, who dedicated several years selflessly to their care. Robina leaves behind three children and five grandchildren.
Who are all very, very proud to have called her Mum or Gran
A damm fine round of golf by any standards.
Mums maide name was Sargen. She had two brothers Biĺl and Jack. Not sure when she left Cambuslang… shrouded i mystery. All i do know is that she was sent as a small girl to live with an Aunt in Crief. She was reunited with her brothers when she was about 17 when they had moved down to Lancaster. Do that doesnt really help you story investigations 😃
Sorry for typos I hate phone key pads and last minute predicative text changes.
Beautiful tribute dear Scott, Thank you, sending my caring thoughts and love your way. nia
Thank you so much Nia very much appreciated.
A profound reflection on a life well lived, Scott. My thoughts are with you.
Thank you so much Rebecca
Precious memories that will always be with you. As you may recall I lost my wife Jean unexpectedly in June. I still haven’t come to terms with it yet, but friendships and shared memories have made it just a little easier. So Scott, embrace all those who extended that hand of friendship. ( incidentally my Mum was born in Cambuslang )..
Dear David,
I am truly sorry to hear about the sudden loss of your wife while you were on holiday, a time that is usually meant for joy and relaxation. I just discovered your post and saw the beautiful portrait of Jean that you chose to announce her passing. I feel terrible for not offering my heartfelt condolences sooner; I can only imagine how difficult it must have been to cope with such a sudden loss while overseas.
Regarding your mention of your mum being from Cambuslang, I find that very interesting. I have nine generations of my family from Cambuslang and have gathered quite a bit of social history about the area. I would love to know what street she lived on to see if they were neighbors.
I hope next year offers some real positivity for you, kindest regards Scott
A precious tribute
Thank you so much Susan
a lovely tribute, scott
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Thank you so much Graham