Category: The Games

To say that, for most people, the high point of the Games came on the first night, seems to say that it was all downhill from there.   But that was not the case.    When Lachie Stewart won the 10000 metres in the rain in front of a capacity 30,000 crowd it really fired the imagination; the cliche is that ‘it set the Games alight’.    Like all cliches, it has a lot of truth in it.   The field had all the class you could want in a race such as this with the reigning Olympic champion, the world record holder and numerous national record holders and title bearers and yet Lachie – whom we all knew, whom almost all the endurance runners present had run with or against, sat beside in dressing rooms or chatted with on the train – had beaten them.   If that was how the Games started what did the whole next week have in store?   It held lots of goodies and ended with the famous one-two in the 5000m on the last day with Ian Stewart and Ian McCafferty defeating the best the Commonwealth had to offer in one of the most fascinating races of all time.   Could McCafferty have won it?   That’s another issue but the point is that, engrossing as that race was, it is still outshone in many people’s minds by Lachie’s run.   The official report says:

“The stimulus of competing in a packed stadium in front of an enthusiastic home crowd was the spur which lifted Scottish Lachie Stewart to a superlative performance in winning the 10000 metres.   The field included world and UK record holders and the reigning Olympic champion N Temu of Kenya.

Jerome Drayton of Canada moved off at a fast pace to take the lead. covering the first 1000 metres in 2:47.6 and 2000m in 5:34.8.   The next five kilometres were run around the 2:50 mark.   In the middle section of the race Northern Ireland’s Derek Graham moved into the lead.   Then at 7000m Ron Clarke moved up and quickened the pace, only Dick Taylor and Lachie Stewart staying with him.   These three kept together with the lead alternating , and with Lachie Stewart sheltering just behind Clarke and Taylor.   In the last lap, Clarke opened a gap on Taylor, but Stewart went with him and coming into the home straight, tore past to win in 28:11.8 to delirious applause from the spectators.   This was Scotland’s first gold medal in any flat race in Commonwealth Games competition.   Clarke took the silver medal in 1.6 seconds behind Stewart and Taylor won the bronze. still well ahead of the rest of the field, in 28:15.4.”

To return to my remarks at the top about this race, despite all the qualities of subsequent races – the marathon was simply outstanding, the 5000m was one of the greatest races ever – this is the one that made most impact because it was not expected.   Lachie was an established international athlete with many successes behind him and some first class time recorded already in Scotland.    It was his home track and the support was wonderful, but still …………………   Scots are great doubters, never sure of anything until the cat is in the bag.    Lachie’s victory changed that for more than just the duration of the Games.   By the end of the Games when Rosemary Stirling won the women’s 800m in the closest of finishes and Stewart and McCafferty had that great shoot-out with Keino, 1500m victor, the ball was already rolling.   We didn’t just hope, we expected.   The impetus had been given by the 10,000 metres victory and the ball gathered speed from there on in.

To complete Lachie’s year, his son Glen was born in December, 1970, and he would go on, like his father, to become a British international athlete and to do the 5000m/10000m double at the Manchester Commonwealth Games – and he too would be first British runner across the line in the 10000m.

If you ask anyone who was there what their memory of the closing ceremony is, they would without any shadow of a doubt, talk of the “guy in a red blazer on a bike”    The teams were supposed to come out in blocks of the competing countries but that soon broke up as the athletes of all sports broke ranks, mixed with each other wand wandered rather than marched round the track, waving at the crowd, taking pictures, blethering to each other and with this huge chap on a tiny trike pedalling along the track and doffing his hat as he cycled past the Royal Box.    The Opening Ceremony had gone off like clockwork and the organisers had planned for the closing ceremony to have the athletes enter in sports groups – all the athletes together, all the swimmers, etc – led by placard bearers identifying the various groups.   However, the Official Report said: “CLOSING CEREMONY.   After the Ceremony of the Flags, it was evident that the remainder of the proceedings will follow the whim of the competitors irrespective of what has been planned by the organisers.   The march-in of competitors grouped in the nine sports  was an experiment which did not quite come off, although the spirit and friendliness generated as tremendous, it can fairly be said that a good time was had by all.”   Even the hearts of the organisers were melted!

If you want to show children or anyone else for that matter the joy of sport, this is your video clip.   Winners, losers, officials, administrators, coaches and even the spectators felt part of something very special.   I have a couple of stories of the Games to illustrate why it was at this Games in particular that the Commonwealth Games became ‘the Friendly Games’.

First there’s Willie Robertson, a very well known Highland Games ‘heavy’ athlete.   He talks about the Kinlochleven Highland Games in 1970.   After deciding to go and throw at these Games he came to the conclusion that it would be good to do some walking in the Highlands at the same time.   So he set off up the West Highland Way and recalls what happened as follows:  “Great weather, made good progress.   I camped at the top of Glencoe and I was flooded out during the night.   It rained non-stop for three days.   I was forced to take bed and breakfast in Kinlochleven and abandon the tent.   Day of the Games, it was still raining.   Realised the whole trip was a mistake.   Then along came a coach with a large part of the Australian track and field team in it.   They were a great set of lads.    A couple took part in the heavy events.    Their chaperon was John Anderson.   Had a great time and cadged a lift home.   The coach passed my home village of Kirkliston.”

And there you have it.   A great coach as a team chaperon: how many international coaches with athletes in the Games would now volunteer to act as a chaperon to a foreign team?    How many would stop the bus to pick up a bedraggled Highland Games athlete?   Will it happen in 2014?

Charles Bannerman in Inverness recalls the day the Commonwealth came to the Inverness Highland Games.   He writes:

“There was an interesting Highland prelude to the 1970 Games when eleven athletics competitors from four Commonwealth countries took part in the Inverness Highland Games on Saturday, 11th July, as part of their preparations for the Meadowbank event.   The appearance was negotiated by the North of Scotland AAA officials including the late Donald Duncan, President of the SAAA in 1957.  

The squad was managed by former 440 yards world record holder Herb McKenley who was then Jamaican team coach.   From Jamaica there were 400m runners Leon Priestley and Eshinan Samuel and high jumpers Yvonne Sanders and Andrea Bruce.   The Canadian contingent consisted of endurance athletes Ray Verney, Andy Boychuk and Dave Ellis along with shot putter Brian Caulfield, while reigning Empire and Commonwealth decathlon champion Royal Wiliiams and hammer thrower Warwick Nicoll represented New Zealand.

Completing the eleven strong squad was Scotland’s own 800m specialist Mike Maclean who returned a time of 3:57.2 in the 1500m to defeat Verney.   Maclean also returned a surprisingly modest and comfortable 52.8 to win the 400m in which the author, who went on to win that event in the 1976 Inverness Games in an equally modest 52.4, was unplaced.  

North distance running legend Alastair Wood moved to the very bottom of his range to take on Canadian opposition in the 5000m where he recorded 14:56 on a grass track whioch had suffered from an extremely wet summer.   He eventually conceded defeat to Boychuk and Ellis who crossed the line together in 14:41.  

The turf was wet enough for Saunders and Bruce not to risk High jumping but they instead contested the 200m which Saunders won in 25.8.  

Nicoll won the wire hammer, the only event of its kind on the North Amateur games circuit at the time, with a throw of 56.29m, nine metres clear of former Scottish internationalist Alex Valentine of Elgin AAC and RNAS LOssiemouth.

However the technical departure to the Scots hammer appears to have got the better of Nicoll who, deprived of the capacity to turn, had to concede defeat to Tony Cohen of Inverness Harriers.

The next day, the NSAAA officials acted as ‘taxi drivers’ to get the athletes back down south where they were due to compete at another meeting over the then customary pre-Games distances of 150, 300 and 600m on the black Rubkor track at Grangemouth.”

That’s just two examples of the unspoiled and spontaneous attitudes of the competitors and home grown athletes.   The spontaneity of the ‘heavies’ competing at Kinlochleven when it wasn’t on their itinerary; indeed the issue of stopping and picking up a guy at the roadside is just people behaving normally.   Charles’s report on the group of eleven going up to Inverness to compete n the grass is of an incident that is probably inconceivable now.   How about inviting a party in 2014 to the Games, Charles???

So far we’ve had comments from Kinlochleven and Inverness about contact with the competitors and officials away from the Games arena, Colin Youngson tells of the Aberdeen involvement in the torch relay.  He says,

Instructions were strict.   At all times runners must obey Police Officers!   White shorts must be worn by all runners and escorts, though club vests may be worn!   Girl Guides may wear uniform!   On our section we saw neither Police, Escorts nor Girl Guides!   The Scottish Association of Boys’ Clubs organised the Relay.   Several formal letters were sent out to ensure that it all went smoothly and to thank us afterwards.   On Wednesday 15th July, 1970, Aberdeen University Amateur Athletic Club runners were assigned a stretch from Holburn Street at Ruthrieston Roadm past Aberdeen City Boundary to Balquharn Dairy, before Boys Brigade, Sea Cadets and Aberdeen AAC carried on to Montrose, en route for Meadowbank Stadium, Edinburgh on Thursday, 16th July when the Games were to open.  We were to take over at precisely 14:16 hours and maintain seven minute miles for five miles.   Easy!

Someone took eight photos of our participation.   Bob Masson, Ian Hughes (the driver) and I posing in AUAAC gear, displaying a split-new Commonwealth Games kitbag.   Taking over from stern-looking runners from a boxing club, Bob, Mike Partridge and I running along, brandishing the beautiful shining silver baton, a streamlined, stylised thistle.   Staging a hand-over at walking pace.   Me grinning as I dodge up a side-street and pretend to abscond with the baton, unscrew it and steal the Queen’s message.   Mike laughing as he watches me disappear off-route.   More immature giggling as I pass the baton to him.   After the next volunteers took over, the three of us (wearing regulation white shorts) getting our breath back while leaning on Ian’s car.   If only all the relay runners had such fun!  

Right after that, in time to watch nearly all the athletics, Donald Ritchie and I travelled down from Aberdeen on the train and stayed with a former team-mate at the AU Hare and Hounds Club, Paul Binns and his wife Ceri.   They lived in Corstorphine so Donald and I took the bus right across Edinburgh to Meadowbank every day.

I have a first-day cover with the three ‘British Commonwealth Games’ stamps featuring running, swimming and cycling.   My cheap camera took only three action photos of the Commonwealth Games athletics: a distant shot of some race; Mike Bull’s winning  pole vault, and the joyously chaotic closing ceremony, when athletes of all nations mingled and celebrated together.   All the way round the track, spectators could get very close to the action.   Tickets were inexpensive and we could often get into the grandstand.   I do not remember any officious types or security killjoys.

Every day, fresh programmes in booklet form were on sale.   I still have three and must have seen lots of events since the results are handwritten.   Most Scottish fans had the same highlights.   Lachie Stewart’s victory in the 10000 metres (as the last lap bell rang, I just knew that his famous (only in Scotland!) fast finish would ensure a gold medal for his country, although my heart sank for my hero, Ron Clarke, who had achieved so much throughout his career, but was always to be denied first place in a major championship.)   The 5000m: incredible that Kip Keino should be beaten; the wonderful sight of two Scots battling for supremacy (but once again I was secretly supporting the second man, Ian McCafferty- could he not have maintained his sprint rather than, apparently, easing over the line behind the skinhead Anglo-Scot, Ian Stewart, who battled every step of the way to victory?)    The marathon: Ron Hill’s string vest ‘miles’in front, setting a European record, topping the 1970 world rankings and probably running the fastest marathon ever over a properly measured course.  But what I remember most is the head-shaking exhaustion of our Scottish hero, Jim Alder as he struggled for breath and forced himself round the track to salvage a silver medal, while young Don Faircloth of England swiftly pursued him to finish only 15 seconds behind and win bronze.   However, I also possess a copy of ‘Victor’, which was published at the very same time, to read that the winner of the CG Marathon in Edinburgh was actually Alf Tupper, who set a new British record after eating a big bag of chips at half-way!

There were only cheers for every competitor from every corner of the Commonwealth – no insults or booing.   It was friendly, enthusiastic and the greatest of occasions for spectators.   Athletes who were determined to take part and tried to fight through injury received only support and sympathy.   Rainbow memories.   Although I have been a spectator at one European Indoor Athletics Championships (1974 in Gothenburg, Sweden) and three International or World Cross-Country Championships held in Scotland (1969, Clydebank; 1978, Glasgow; 2008, Edinburgh), I have never bothered to travel to the Olympics.   Too much hassle, better on television; and any way, it could never compare to Edinburgh, 1970!   (Mind you, I hope to enjoy Glasgow 2014.)

Thanks for that Colin.   With the story of the involvement of the whole community in the torch relay and the possibility of getting good tickets not too expensively, the whole country was actually seriously involved in the event without the excessive hype that spoils so many big athletics events nowadays!

The next contribution is from Graham MacDonald of Pitreavie.    He has three good tales which illustrate the friendliness and camaraderie of the occasion – Edinburgh 1970 was where the title of ‘The Friendly Games’ started.   Three distinct stories.

1.   I was working in the South East at the time of the Games and came up with friends from the club I was with down there, Epsom and Ewell.   Two Epsom members were competing in the Games: Barbara Corbett for England (100mH) and Hilary Davies for Wales (100m).   At the end of day two (Saturday, 18th July), still walking on air having just seen Lachie win the gold medal at 10000m, we went up to the athletes’ village at Pollock Halls to try to make contact with our Epsom team-mates.   We went over to the pub across the road called appropriately “The Gold Medal” – not sure if it’s still called that.   I couldn’t believe my luck because there, surrounded by most of the Scottish team, was the man of the moment himself – Lachie – with the gold medal round his neck.   I was able to congratulate him personally – a magic moment.

2.   Monday 20th July was a rest day for the Games athletics but it was the traditional date for Burntisland Highland Games in Fife.   This was an opportunity to take my English friends to see a Scottish Highland Games so off we went.   No sooner had we arrived when I recognised the familiar figure of Tom McNab making his way round the track followed by quite a number of the English team wearing their English track suits.   Tom was a coach to the English team so he had the same idea and brought them over to see a Highland Games.   They sat round the edge of the grass track to watch while I saw Tom going over to the officials table.   This was followed by an announcement that there was an additional entrant on the 200m handicap, a Mr T McNab.   Tom had persuaded the officials to let him enter.    

He had what looked to me like a generous handicap ahead of the field, but after the gun went off, he was overtaken, one by one, by all the other sprinters to the jeers of the English team.   Then Tony Wadhams, one of their triple jumpers, decided he would have a go at the caber which was lying just inside the track.   He couldn’t get it off the ground – to much cheering from the spectators.

3.   On teh Tuesday evening of the Games, 22nd July, I went along to the track in Pitreavie – normal club night – to meet up with my Pitreavie club mates.   At that time there were two long jump pits – one along the side of the home straight, the second near the start of the 200m with its runway across the field.   From a distance, I could see that there was a girl training on the second runway and even from where I was it was obvious that she was a class athlete.   As it turned out, that was an understatement because as I made my way over to the long jump area, I began to recognise her – it was Sheila Sherwood, Olympic LJ Silver Medallist from 1968.   I had sat up most of the night during the Mexico Games watching her win that medal and here she was training at Pitreavie!!!   I couldn’t believe my eyes and no one else had recognised her.   She had wanted to get away from the hullabaloo of the Games in Edinburgh to do some preparation in peace.   She was very complimentary about the Pitreavie track.   Two days later I watched her win the Commonwealth LJ gold with a jump of 6.73m – a distance which would have won this year’s (2011) UK Championships.   I did feel a little bit of pride that she had done some of her final preparation at my home track.

Graham himself was a talented triple jumper who had been injured for a big chunk of the year – Tom McNab was also a triple jumper which was probably why he recognised him at Burntisland!    Three nice examples of an age in athletics that seems to be unfortunately gone – but is a time that should never be forgotten.    All the stories on this page would have been heart-warming even if the Games themselves had not been of a high standard but add them to the very high-quality performances and it is clear why the 1970 Commonwealth Games were special.

There was one poster on the Unofficial SAL website who recounted that as a dancer in the opening ceremony, she had a pass for the athletes village and remembers playing table tennis with the Kenyans, and even partnering Kip Keino to make up a doubles team.   Again the wonderful atmosphere was reported – everyone that you talk to about the Games starts with a smile and talks about the informality and sociability of the event as much as about the sports – which were in themselves outstanding.

Ian Stewart leads Ian McCafferty over the line with Kip Keino third

Of all the races in the 1970 Games, the one that raises the same talking point time and time again is the 5000 metres.    The question is, “Could Ian McCafferty have won it in the finishing straight and did he just settle for second?”   Every time I see it, I still think that it doesn’t matter what happened last time, THIS TIME he’s going to make it!   McCafferty was as well known in Scotland as Lachie Stewart was, he ran in the same races – Scottish Championships, cross-country races, open road races, highland games two mile team races, etc – used the same changing rooms and although, immensely talented as few are, he was one of us.    Each of them, Lachie and Ian, looked back in the home straight but each look back was different.   Lachie looked back over his shoulder to check that he was clear, then had a wee smile and ran on through the tape; Stewart and McCafferty were well clear of Keino, McCafferty was closing on Stewart with every stride, when McCafferty looked back to see where Keino was, seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and settle for second.   You can see it on youtube – check for yourself.    And Lachie Stewart was also in this race – he finished eleventh in 13:51.8 to complete an excellent week.   The official report on the race, held on 25th July, reads:

“The 5000 Metres provided a story-book finish on the last day of the Games.   There were 34 runners who had bettered 14 minutes at one time or another, and eleven of those qualified for the final.   The only notable non-qualifier was Dave Ellis of Canada whose personal best was 13:44.2.  

The race started rather slowly. with A Rushmer and Ian McCafferty taking the lead reluctantly for a cautious first lap in 70.8 seconds.   After the first lap, Dick Taylor took the lead, immediately followed by the two Scots, Ian Stewart and Ian McCafferty.   These positions were held until six and a half laps had been completed, when Kip Keino and Ron Clarke moved into the leading group.   With 900 metres to go, McCafferty jumped into the lead as the pace increased to a lap in 63.6 seconds.   Taylor dropped back, and Ian Stewart took the lead followed by Keino.

The three battled furiously around the last lap.   McCafferty overtook Keino and looked as if he would pass Stewart, but the European Champion gritted his teeth and hung on to his lead to take the gold medal in 13:22.8, a European, Games, UK All-Comers and National record.   McCafferty took the silver in 13:23.4 and Keino the bronze in 13:27.6.   Only Ron Clarke has ever run a faster 5000 metres.   Allan Rushmer of England nosed out the flagging Ron Clarke to finish fourth.   Ron Clarke and Dick Taylor deserve full marks for their courageous effort, and it was unfortunate that they had to be left out of the medals.”

There had been two heats with a total of 27 runners taking part but I will limit the result here to the final in which there were fourteen competitors.   All three Scots qualified for the final plus three Englishmen, two Kenyans, two New Zealanders and one each from Australia, Canada, Wales and Northern Ireland.

For many the 1970 Commonwealth Games was one of the highlights of their entire lives watching athletics in Scotland.    For endurance buffs in particular with Lachie on the first night, and then Rosemary Stirling in the 800m and the three marathon men doing so well and ending with McCafferty and Ian Stewart on the last day it was a Games to be savoured.    Before going on to cover the Games, This is Colin Youngson’s ‘preface’ to the actual proceedings: his story of how he carried the baton with the Queen’s message.

NINTH COMMONWEALTH GAMES – QUEEN’S MESSAGE RELAY

Instructions were strict. At all times runners must obey Police Officers! White shorts must be worn by all runners and escorts, though club vests may be worn! Girl Guides may wear uniform! On our section, we saw neither Police, Escorts nor Girl Guides!

The Scottish Association of Boys’ Clubs organised the relay. Several formal letters were sent out to ensure it all went smoothly and to thank us afterwards. On Wednesday 15^th July 1970, Aberdeen University Amateur Athletic Club runners were assigned a stretch from Holburn Street at Ruthrieston Road, past Aberdeen City Boundary to Balquharn Dairy, before Boys’ Brigade, Sea Cadets and Aberdeen AAC carried on to Montrose, en route for Meadowbank Stadium, Edinburgh on Thursday the 16^th of July, when the Games were to open.

 We were to take over at precisely 14.16 hours and maintain seven-minute miles for five miles. Easy!

 Someone took eight photos of our participation. Bob Masson, Ian Hughes (the driver) and I posing in AUAAC gear, displaying a split-new Commonwealth Games kitbag. Taking over from stern-looking runners from a boxing club. Bob, Mike Partridge and I running along, brandishing the beautiful shining silver baton, a streamlined stylised thistle. Staging a hand-over at walking pace. Me grinning as I dodge up a side-street and pretend to abscond with the baton, unscrew it and steal the Queen’s message. Mike laughing as he watches me disappear off-route. More immature giggling as I pass the baton to him. After the next volunteers took over, the three of us (wearing regulation white shorts) getting our breath back while leaning on Ian’s car. If only all the relay runners had such fun!

 Right after that, in time to watch nearly all the athletics, Donald Ritchie and I travelled down from Aberdeen on the train and stayed with a former team-mate in the AU Hare & Hounds Club, Paul Binns, and his wife Ceri. They lived in Corstorphine, so Donald and I took the bus right across the Edinburgh to Meadowbank every day.

 I have a first-day cover with the three ‘British Commonwealth Games’ stamps, featuring running, swimming and cycling. My cheap camera took only three action photos of the Commonwealth Games athletics: a distant shot of some race; Mike Bull’s winning pole vault; and the joyously chaotic closing ceremony, when athletes of all nations mingled and celebrated together. All the way round the track, spectators could get very close to the action. Tickets were inexpensive and we could often get into the grandstand. I do not remember any officious types or security killjoys.

Every day, fresh programmes in booklet form were on sale. I still have three and must have seen lots of events, since the results are handwritten. Most Scottish fans had the same highlights. Lachie Stewart’s victory in the 10,000 metres (as the last lap bell rang, I just knew that his famous (only in Scotland!) fast finish would ensure a gold medal for his country, although my heart sank for my hero Ron Clarke, who had achieved so much throughout his career, but was always to be denied first place in a major championship.) The 5000m: incredible that Kip Keino should be beaten; the wonderful sight of two Scots battling for supremacy (but once again, I was secretly supporting the second man, Ian McCafferty – could he not have maintained his sprint rather than, apparently, easing over the line behind the skinhead Anglo-Scot, Ian Stewart, who battled every step of the way to victory?) The marathon: Ron Hill’s white string vest ‘miles’ in front, setting a European Record, topping the 1970 world rankings and probably running the fastest marathon ever, over a properly-measured course. But what I remember most is the head-shaking exhaustion of our Scottish hero, defending champion Jim Alder, as he struggled for breath and forced himself round the track to salvage a silver medal, while young Don Faircloth of England swiftly pursued him to finish only fifteen seconds behind and win bronze. However I also possess a copy of ‘The Victor’, which was published at the very same time, to read that the winner of the CG marathon in Edinburgh was actually Alf Tupper, who set a new British record after eating a big bag of chips at half-way!

 There were only cheers for every competitor from every corner of the Commonwealth – no insults or booing. It was friendly, enthusiastic and the greatest of occasions for spectators. Athletes who were determined to take part and tried to fight through injury received only support and sympathy. Rainbow memories. Although I have been a spectator at one European Indoor Athletics Championship (1974, in Gothenburg, Sweden) and the three International or World Cross-Country Championships held in Scotland (1969, Clydebank; 1978 Glasgow; and 2008 Edinburgh) I have never bothered to travel to the Olympics. Too much hassle; better on television; and anyway, it could never compare to Edinburgh 1970!

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The Venue

The Ninth British Commonwealth Games was almost certainly the best athletics event ever held in Scotland: the Glasgow Games in 2014 were almost as good.  There is a tendency to what has been called ‘the snobbery of chronology’ in sport: ie something is better because it is newer, or because we have seen it.   Note the preponderance of players from the last 20 years in ‘the best ever Scottish football team’ selections used to fill a quiet day at the sports desk.   But I would suggest that despite the increased coverage, the social media comments and immediate updates, despite even the Proclaimers best efforts, the Games of 1970 was the best ever sports tournament in Scotland.   

   Several of the best ever races are still remembered – from  Lachie’s 10000 metres on the opening night and the Ian Stewart/Ian McCafferty duel on the final afternoon, it was an altogether wonderful Games.   Some of the memories and successes should really be recorded and not forgotten.   The lay out here will be, facts and figures on this page, results, selected reports, personal memories and everything else to be accessed from the Navigation Bar which will be at the bottom of the page.  This will be in place in a couple of days.  Countries and Competitors on this page first.

First, the countries taking part.

It is thought by some that the Commonwealths is a small event – maybe in comparison to the Olympics but ‘small’ is not the word.   Forty four countries received invitations from Scotland as the host country.

Of these, two did not send a team: British Honduras and Brunei.

Track and Field Facilities

The Official History of the IXth British Commonwealth Games (compiled and edited by Willie Carmichael and M McIntyre Hood) had this to say:     “In regard to track and field athletics, it was early obvious that unless the Corporation were to implement a long-term programme of civic recreation facilities which incorporated facilities of an international standard, facilities were not suitable.   Edinburgh Corporation in 1960 drew up plans for conversion of Meadowbank to a sports centre, and eventually, after consultation with the Scottish Sports Council and other bodies, and debate, and assisted by a Government grant of £750,000 they built a superb sports complex at Meadowbank which incorporated a track and field stadium of modern design, and international proportions with a permanent seating capacity of 15,000 which was augmented by 15,000 temporary seats for the Games and an eight-lane tartan track.   In addition, three large sports halls to provide facilities for a wide range of sports were built on the same site., whereon eventually a 250 metre, 44 degree-angled African hardwood cycle track was also built.”

The Games Logo

This Games logo was the first ever logo designed for a Commonwealth Games, it was the first Games to be designated the Commonwealth Games (previously the Empire Games), the first time metric units were used rather than Imperial and the first time they had been held in Scotland.   They had been awarded to Scotland at the Olympics in Tokyo in 1964 where Scotland got 18 votes and Christchurch, New Zealand, got 11.

Plans were originally laid for 1500 competitors and officials and this had to be upgraded to 1800 with organisation of catering, accommodation, health and injury problems and so on increased proportionately.   The Scottish athletics party totalled 58 athletes and officials and they are listed below

The athletics party of 58 had only four non-competitors each of whom was an essential part of the team.   An athlete:official ratio of 53:4 is remarkable by present day standards.   The total number of athletes taking part was 545, made up of 408 men and 137 women.   There were no women entered from Antigua, Barbados, Bermuda, Dominica, Fiji, Grenada, Guernsey, Guyana, Hong Kong, India, Jersey, Kenya, Malawi, Malaysia, Malta, Isle of Man, Pakistan, Papua and New Guinea, St Lucia or St Vincent.

It was also in total the biggest number of athletes ever to contest the Empire/Commonwealth Games: 386 more individuals and seven more countries than Cardiff in 1958.

Edinburgh 1970 had more countries sending more athletes than ever before.   The venues were built in good time with some assistance from the Government.   The various sports sent ticket application forms to their constituent members before they went on sale to the public and some sessions had lower rates for school parties and for other groups such as wheelchair users.    The Scottish team was comprehensive – no officials saying that no athlete ‘would be taken along for the ride.’   The squad was really athlete-heavy and non-competitors light.   Everyone in Scotland knew someone, or knew of some one local who was in the team.   It was bound to be a popular event.

The team had  a mascot – a big teddy bear dressed in Scottish kit and called Dunky Dick – Dunky for Dunky Wright and Dick for Frank Dick.   It was rushed out whenever a Scottish performance was to be celebrated – on the first night when Lachie won, Rosemary Stirling ran on to the track at the finish and presented it to him and had to show it off to the crowd as he carried it.    A great, light hearted mascot and much to be preferred to the dreadful humans in bear-suits that we get nowadays”

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