A blood-sucking creature is preying upon goats near Novosibirsk. As rational explanations run thin on the ground, the specter of the so-called chupacabra raises its demon head.
Horrified farmers and smallholders are confronted by the drained corpses of their livestock in the morning, bloodless and bearing puncture marks to the neck but otherwise largely in tact.
But local cops are reluctant to record apparent vampire attacks, as they await official recertification, leaving the locals up in arms.
Blood-suckers
“If this creature is not stopped it could make its way to Novosibirsk! Only our police force are doing jack-diddly about it,” complaining locals told Komsomolskaya Pravda. “They say that there is no Chupacabra. Come if you will journalists, have a look at what is happening to us.”
Death in the night
Local animal keeper Natalya told of her experiences.
“It all happened on the night of June 10,” she told KP. “I was sleeping, my daughter was sitting at the computer looking at the internet. She says that about 2.00 am she heard a sound in the yard. Some whining.
“The dog which guards the farm screamed for 15 minutes and then quietened down. The dog’s behavior drew the attention of my daughter Natalie, but she didn’t think it was important. She thought that if a stranger had come to the house then the dog would bark. And here it was more like whining, you think of howling at the moon.
“In the morning it became clear why the dog had been howling. I got up and went to the barn to milk the goats. I looked and saw right on the doorstep a goat with its neck thrown back unnaturally. On the neck there was something like a bite mark, the belly was torn, and there were huge claw marks. I came over bad and started screaming, I ran to the house to see the children were alright,” she said.
Whatever killed the goats never tried to eat the flesh, it just drank its victim’s blood.
From the devil
Natalya’s news of a near-mythical chupacabra spread like wildfire among residents of Krasnoginnoe village, then it became clear that nearby Tolmachevskoye and Chick villages had also been afflicted.
The blood-suckers had targeted cattle in Tolmochevskoye. “It’s come from the devil. I’ve seen it. My brother, even when he lived near St Petersburg seven years ago accidently photographed a chupacabra. He took the usual family picture and then saw the demonic face through the kitchen window. Grey-red it was, such an unpleasant face, like a bat with fangs,” Natalie’s uncle Viktor Shushpanov told KP.
“My brother showed me this photograph and upon the advice of his family he burned it,” he said.
Ring the church bells
“All the people are scared, they fear that the creature will move onto children,” the head of the village said. “We have organized night patrols of six people. We walk through the village, on the look out for this wickedness. But so far we have had no results.”
While hopes for speedy retribution are fast diminishing the beast has turned out to be a boon to troubled parents, presenting a very useful threat for naughty children.
The chupacabra is a recent legend, originating from mid 1990s North America. It is supposedly a heavy creature, the size of a small bear, with a row of spines reaching from the neck to the base of the tail.
But there seems to be a more prosaic explanation: Discovery News reported in 2010 that what were believed to be chupacabra in the Americas turned out to be wild dogs infected with a deadly form of mange. The University of Michigan put forward a similar theory.
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
Before Hollywood went vampire crazy, Scots kids hunted them in graveyard
HUNDREDS of children were marauding between the tombstones and the city was gripped with terror. A vampire had been spotted in the cemetery.
Some of the brave monster-hunters were armed with makeshift weapons and dogs.
Most, though, were armed with nothing more sinister than a fertile imagination, fuelled by the magic of cinema and the wonder of American comics.
This might sound like a scene from Twilight or one of the other vampire films that have been sweeping the box office, but it's actually a Gorbals policeman recalling a night in Glasgow's southern Necropolis 47 years ago.
Teams of hysterical schoolchildren had staked out the graveyard and crypts in the hunt for a truly terrifying figment of collective hysteria.
There was a ghoul in the Gorbals. It had iron teeth. It had taken two boys.
And they were out to get it. Schoolboy Tam Smith was eating ice cream in a cafe with his aunt half a mile from the scene of the hysteria and horror when he first heard tales of fearsome fangs around the corner.
As he set out on his adventure to help slay the beast - or at least catch a glimpse of it - he felt no fear.
"I had my auntie Sadie with me," he recalled, laughing. "I was only seven but she was a right bully, I tell you. The boys were right feart of her.
"We had been sitting in the Station Cafe, next to the Bridge Street underground, after school with some of my pals.
"We were sitting there listening to the jukebox and a friend of hers ran in and told us there was a vampire in the graveyard."
Fired by childhood excitement and with his aunt Sadie safely to hand, Tam and his mates headed back into the graveyard, resting place to a quarter of a million souls.
He said: "The walls were lined with people.
We ventured through the gatehouse and there were loads of kids in there, some wandering around, some sitting on the walls.
"There were a lot of dogs too, and mums and dads with kids.
"We found a place to stand out of the way because there were so many people there.
"I think the whole of the Gorbals was in that graveyard. It's hard to put an estimate on the number of people."
Tam didn't see anything to substantiate claims of a bloodthirsty beast with a galvanised gub. But even now, almost half a century later, the spooky images and intoxicating excitement are vividly recalled.
"I can't remember how long we stayed," he said. "But one thing I remember clearly is that there was a furnace blast from the ironworks at Dixon Blazes when it started to get dark.
"It turned the sky flaming red right across the top end of the Gorbals and when that went up, everyone jumped.
"They thought that was the vampire, or the so-called Iron Man of the Gorbals.
"At one point, someone had been burning stuff in a nearby chapel lane and one of the stories was that the vampire had burned one of the boys there. Those were the kind of stories that were going around at the time.
"You would go to bed at night and wonder if these things were actually happening."
It seems unaimaginable now in the Grand Theft Auto days of heightened violence and teen fascination with vamp-sex TV dramas like True Blood, but this imaginary Gorbals bogeyman welded a power more fierce than any modern day character from computer games or books.
That night in Glasgow, this fictional beast unleashed a bolt of mass hysteria, similar, if on a smaller and less tragic scale, to the radio broadcast of HG Wells' War of The Worlds.
Tam said: "It was atmospheric, looking back it was great. Back then we had no TVs, we went to picture halls and cafes for entertainment, so it was amazing to have something like this happening on your doorstep.
"My great grandad stayed next to the graveyard, he looked out right on to it.
"The stories he would speak of were of the Iron Man, but other people were talking about The Man With The Iron Teeth, which might have been because of the iron works behind it.
"I remember the head mistress of Gorbals Public School telling us all in the dining room that we were to keep away from the graveyard.
"But of course, boys will be boys and we still climbed up there and looked around for this iron man or vampire. It was an adventure for us. For ages afterwards, people would come in to school and claim they'd seen it last night."
Naturally, this being Glasgow, even a fanged fiend was due a winch from time to time, and the local boys wasted no time concocting an iron lady for him ... long before the more terrifying real one made it to Downing Street.
Tam said: "There was an old lady who used to carry two cats in a basket. She would go to the graveyard to get peace away from the kids and let her cats have a wander.
"But she was in there the night we went looking for it and people were involving the 'cat woman' with the iron man. It was a shame when you think about it, she was an eccentric with wiry hair, but we called her Tin Lizzie. She was the iron man's 'burd'.
"It's a shame. The cat woman was ridiculed by kids, when you're young like that you don't think how that might hurt someone."
In those days, Glasgow was a city packed with picture halls, a fair proportion of which were in the Gorbals area.
In an echo of that need for entertainment, Radio 4 will this week broadcast a documentary about the mythical monster of the city's southside and how its terror spread as far as the House of Commons.
Presented by novelist Louise Welsh, The Gorbals Vampire explores how the myth of the child-killing bloodsucker led politicians to introduce the Children and Young Persons (Harmful Publications) Act 1955.
It was a response to the claim that an influx of American horror comics with names like Astounding Stories and Tales From The Crypt had made an impact on young minds in the west of Scotland.
Combined with the ready acceptance of apocryphal monsters sprung from the local iron works, the comics were seen by many as the reason for the sudden hysteria.
Academics have since pointed out, however, that none of the comics featured a vampire with iron teeth, leaving some looking to the Bible (Daniel 7:7 - featuring a monster with metal dentistry) and even a poem about a local bogeyman taught in surrounding schools.
Tam reckons the reason for the national interest in the story was fed by the reputation the Gorbals had across the UK.
He said: "The area had a reputation partly because of that No Mean City book. It gave the Gorbals a really bad name.
"We used to swap comics in each other's close stairways. I had Superman and Batman comics. But as a kid, you tend to believe these things were possible.
"There were 90,000 people who stayed in that area. I have often said that if there really was a ghost or a vampire in that area you would never know because there were too many people."
Brother of Daily Record psychic barber Gordon Smith, artist Tam is heavily involved in archiving the area, and his sculptures of the local pubs are popular.
He tells of another creepy experience after the iron-toothed vampire had moved on to his next city, involving the discovery of human bones on the Clydeside.
Tam said: "They were digging the foundations for a garage and came across skeletons. We all dashed along to see, and the police had bones laid out on big canopies. It turned out to be the skeletons of the leper colony (the 'bell' of which gave rise to the area being dubbed Gorbals after the 'gory bell') in the 12th Century."
All this talk of bodies and bones and blood lust in the city is enough to give a grown man nightmares... bullying auntie by your side or not.
The Gorbals Vampire Tuesday BBC Radio 4, (103-105FM) 11pm. It will be repeated on Radio Scotland in early April.
Paul English
Some of the brave monster-hunters were armed with makeshift weapons and dogs.
Most, though, were armed with nothing more sinister than a fertile imagination, fuelled by the magic of cinema and the wonder of American comics.
This might sound like a scene from Twilight or one of the other vampire films that have been sweeping the box office, but it's actually a Gorbals policeman recalling a night in Glasgow's southern Necropolis 47 years ago.
Teams of hysterical schoolchildren had staked out the graveyard and crypts in the hunt for a truly terrifying figment of collective hysteria.
There was a ghoul in the Gorbals. It had iron teeth. It had taken two boys.
And they were out to get it. Schoolboy Tam Smith was eating ice cream in a cafe with his aunt half a mile from the scene of the hysteria and horror when he first heard tales of fearsome fangs around the corner.
As he set out on his adventure to help slay the beast - or at least catch a glimpse of it - he felt no fear.
"I had my auntie Sadie with me," he recalled, laughing. "I was only seven but she was a right bully, I tell you. The boys were right feart of her.
"We had been sitting in the Station Cafe, next to the Bridge Street underground, after school with some of my pals.
"We were sitting there listening to the jukebox and a friend of hers ran in and told us there was a vampire in the graveyard."
Fired by childhood excitement and with his aunt Sadie safely to hand, Tam and his mates headed back into the graveyard, resting place to a quarter of a million souls.
He said: "The walls were lined with people.
We ventured through the gatehouse and there were loads of kids in there, some wandering around, some sitting on the walls.
"There were a lot of dogs too, and mums and dads with kids.
"We found a place to stand out of the way because there were so many people there.
"I think the whole of the Gorbals was in that graveyard. It's hard to put an estimate on the number of people."
Tam didn't see anything to substantiate claims of a bloodthirsty beast with a galvanised gub. But even now, almost half a century later, the spooky images and intoxicating excitement are vividly recalled.
"I can't remember how long we stayed," he said. "But one thing I remember clearly is that there was a furnace blast from the ironworks at Dixon Blazes when it started to get dark.
"It turned the sky flaming red right across the top end of the Gorbals and when that went up, everyone jumped.
"They thought that was the vampire, or the so-called Iron Man of the Gorbals.
"At one point, someone had been burning stuff in a nearby chapel lane and one of the stories was that the vampire had burned one of the boys there. Those were the kind of stories that were going around at the time.
"You would go to bed at night and wonder if these things were actually happening."
It seems unaimaginable now in the Grand Theft Auto days of heightened violence and teen fascination with vamp-sex TV dramas like True Blood, but this imaginary Gorbals bogeyman welded a power more fierce than any modern day character from computer games or books.
That night in Glasgow, this fictional beast unleashed a bolt of mass hysteria, similar, if on a smaller and less tragic scale, to the radio broadcast of HG Wells' War of The Worlds.
Tam said: "It was atmospheric, looking back it was great. Back then we had no TVs, we went to picture halls and cafes for entertainment, so it was amazing to have something like this happening on your doorstep.
"My great grandad stayed next to the graveyard, he looked out right on to it.
"The stories he would speak of were of the Iron Man, but other people were talking about The Man With The Iron Teeth, which might have been because of the iron works behind it.
"I remember the head mistress of Gorbals Public School telling us all in the dining room that we were to keep away from the graveyard.
"But of course, boys will be boys and we still climbed up there and looked around for this iron man or vampire. It was an adventure for us. For ages afterwards, people would come in to school and claim they'd seen it last night."
Naturally, this being Glasgow, even a fanged fiend was due a winch from time to time, and the local boys wasted no time concocting an iron lady for him ... long before the more terrifying real one made it to Downing Street.
Tam said: "There was an old lady who used to carry two cats in a basket. She would go to the graveyard to get peace away from the kids and let her cats have a wander.
"But she was in there the night we went looking for it and people were involving the 'cat woman' with the iron man. It was a shame when you think about it, she was an eccentric with wiry hair, but we called her Tin Lizzie. She was the iron man's 'burd'.
"It's a shame. The cat woman was ridiculed by kids, when you're young like that you don't think how that might hurt someone."
In those days, Glasgow was a city packed with picture halls, a fair proportion of which were in the Gorbals area.
In an echo of that need for entertainment, Radio 4 will this week broadcast a documentary about the mythical monster of the city's southside and how its terror spread as far as the House of Commons.
Presented by novelist Louise Welsh, The Gorbals Vampire explores how the myth of the child-killing bloodsucker led politicians to introduce the Children and Young Persons (Harmful Publications) Act 1955.
It was a response to the claim that an influx of American horror comics with names like Astounding Stories and Tales From The Crypt had made an impact on young minds in the west of Scotland.
Combined with the ready acceptance of apocryphal monsters sprung from the local iron works, the comics were seen by many as the reason for the sudden hysteria.
Academics have since pointed out, however, that none of the comics featured a vampire with iron teeth, leaving some looking to the Bible (Daniel 7:7 - featuring a monster with metal dentistry) and even a poem about a local bogeyman taught in surrounding schools.
Tam reckons the reason for the national interest in the story was fed by the reputation the Gorbals had across the UK.
He said: "The area had a reputation partly because of that No Mean City book. It gave the Gorbals a really bad name.
"We used to swap comics in each other's close stairways. I had Superman and Batman comics. But as a kid, you tend to believe these things were possible.
"There were 90,000 people who stayed in that area. I have often said that if there really was a ghost or a vampire in that area you would never know because there were too many people."
Brother of Daily Record psychic barber Gordon Smith, artist Tam is heavily involved in archiving the area, and his sculptures of the local pubs are popular.
He tells of another creepy experience after the iron-toothed vampire had moved on to his next city, involving the discovery of human bones on the Clydeside.
Tam said: "They were digging the foundations for a garage and came across skeletons. We all dashed along to see, and the police had bones laid out on big canopies. It turned out to be the skeletons of the leper colony (the 'bell' of which gave rise to the area being dubbed Gorbals after the 'gory bell') in the 12th Century."
All this talk of bodies and bones and blood lust in the city is enough to give a grown man nightmares... bullying auntie by your side or not.
The Gorbals Vampire Tuesday BBC Radio 4, (103-105FM) 11pm. It will be repeated on Radio Scotland in early April.
Paul English
Before Hollywood went vampire crazy, Scots kids hunted them in graveyard
HUNDREDS of children were marauding between the tombstones and the city was gripped with terror. A vampire had been spotted in the cemetery.
Some of the brave monster-hunters were armed with makeshift weapons and dogs.
Most, though, were armed with nothing more sinister than a fertile imagination, fuelled by the magic of cinema and the wonder of American comics.
This might sound like a scene from Twilight or one of the other vampire films that have been sweeping the box office, but it's actually a Gorbals policeman recalling a night in Glasgow's southern Necropolis 47 years ago.
Teams of hysterical schoolchildren had staked out the graveyard and crypts in the hunt for a truly terrifying figment of collective hysteria.
There was a ghoul in the Gorbals. It had iron teeth. It had taken two boys.
And they were out to get it. Schoolboy Tam Smith was eating ice cream in a cafe with his aunt half a mile from the scene of the hysteria and horror when he first heard tales of fearsome fangs around the corner.
As he set out on his adventure to help slay the beast - or at least catch a glimpse of it - he felt no fear.
"I had my auntie Sadie with me," he recalled, laughing. "I was only seven but she was a right bully, I tell you. The boys were right feart of her.
"We had been sitting in the Station Cafe, next to the Bridge Street underground, after school with some of my pals.
"We were sitting there listening to the jukebox and a friend of hers ran in and told us there was a vampire in the graveyard."
Fired by childhood excitement and with his aunt Sadie safely to hand, Tam and his mates headed back into the graveyard, resting place to a quarter of a million souls.
He said: "The walls were lined with people.
We ventured through the gatehouse and there were loads of kids in there, some wandering around, some sitting on the walls.
"There were a lot of dogs too, and mums and dads with kids.
"We found a place to stand out of the way because there were so many people there.
"I think the whole of the Gorbals was in that graveyard. It's hard to put an estimate on the number of people."
Tam didn't see anything to substantiate claims of a bloodthirsty beast with a galvanised gub. But even now, almost half a century later, the spooky images and intoxicating excitement are vividly recalled.
"I can't remember how long we stayed," he said. "But one thing I remember clearly is that there was a furnace blast from the ironworks at Dixon Blazes when it started to get dark.
"It turned the sky flaming red right across the top end of the Gorbals and when that went up, everyone jumped.
"They thought that was the vampire, or the so-called Iron Man of the Gorbals.
"At one point, someone had been burning stuff in a nearby chapel lane and one of the stories was that the vampire had burned one of the boys there. Those were the kind of stories that were going around at the time.
"You would go to bed at night and wonder if these things were actually happening."
It seems unaimaginable now in the Grand Theft Auto days of heightened violence and teen fascination with vamp-sex TV dramas like True Blood, but this imaginary Gorbals bogeyman welded a power more fierce than any modern day character from computer games or books.
That night in Glasgow, this fictional beast unleashed a bolt of mass hysteria, similar, if on a smaller and less tragic scale, to the radio broadcast of HG Wells' War of The Worlds.
Tam said: "It was atmospheric, looking back it was great. Back then we had no TVs, we went to picture halls and cafes for entertainment, so it was amazing to have something like this happening on your doorstep.
"My great grandad stayed next to the graveyard, he looked out right on to it.
"The stories he would speak of were of the Iron Man, but other people were talking about The Man With The Iron Teeth, which might have been because of the iron works behind it.
"I remember the head mistress of Gorbals Public School telling us all in the dining room that we were to keep away from the graveyard.
"But of course, boys will be boys and we still climbed up there and looked around for this iron man or vampire. It was an adventure for us. For ages afterwards, people would come in to school and claim they'd seen it last night."
Naturally, this being Glasgow, even a fanged fiend was due a winch from time to time, and the local boys wasted no time concocting an iron lady for him ... long before the more terrifying real one made it to Downing Street.
Tam said: "There was an old lady who used to carry two cats in a basket. She would go to the graveyard to get peace away from the kids and let her cats have a wander.
"But she was in there the night we went looking for it and people were involving the 'cat woman' with the iron man. It was a shame when you think about it, she was an eccentric with wiry hair, but we called her Tin Lizzie. She was the iron man's 'burd'.
"It's a shame. The cat woman was ridiculed by kids, when you're young like that you don't think how that might hurt someone."
In those days, Glasgow was a city packed with picture halls, a fair proportion of which were in the Gorbals area.
In an echo of that need for entertainment, Radio 4 will this week broadcast a documentary about the mythical monster of the city's southside and how its terror spread as far as the House of Commons.
Presented by novelist Louise Welsh, The Gorbals Vampire explores how the myth of the child-killing bloodsucker led politicians to introduce the Children and Young Persons (Harmful Publications) Act 1955.
It was a response to the claim that an influx of American horror comics with names like Astounding Stories and Tales From The Crypt had made an impact on young minds in the west of Scotland.
Combined with the ready acceptance of apocryphal monsters sprung from the local iron works, the comics were seen by many as the reason for the sudden hysteria.
Academics have since pointed out, however, that none of the comics featured a vampire with iron teeth, leaving some looking to the Bible (Daniel 7:7 - featuring a monster with metal dentistry) and even a poem about a local bogeyman taught in surrounding schools.
Tam reckons the reason for the national interest in the story was fed by the reputation the Gorbals had across the UK.
He said: "The area had a reputation partly because of that No Mean City book. It gave the Gorbals a really bad name.
"We used to swap comics in each other's close stairways. I had Superman and Batman comics. But as a kid, you tend to believe these things were possible.
"There were 90,000 people who stayed in that area. I have often said that if there really was a ghost or a vampire in that area you would never know because there were too many people."
Brother of Daily Record psychic barber Gordon Smith, artist Tam is heavily involved in archiving the area, and his sculptures of the local pubs are popular.
He tells of another creepy experience after the iron-toothed vampire had moved on to his next city, involving the discovery of human bones on the Clydeside.
Tam said: "They were digging the foundations for a garage and came across skeletons. We all dashed along to see, and the police had bones laid out on big canopies. It turned out to be the skeletons of the leper colony (the 'bell' of which gave rise to the area being dubbed Gorbals after the 'gory bell') in the 12th Century."
All this talk of bodies and bones and blood lust in the city is enough to give a grown man nightmares... bullying auntie by your side or not.
The Gorbals Vampire Tuesday BBC Radio 4, (103-105FM) 11pm. It will be repeated on Radio Scotland in early April.
Paul English
Some of the brave monster-hunters were armed with makeshift weapons and dogs.
Most, though, were armed with nothing more sinister than a fertile imagination, fuelled by the magic of cinema and the wonder of American comics.
This might sound like a scene from Twilight or one of the other vampire films that have been sweeping the box office, but it's actually a Gorbals policeman recalling a night in Glasgow's southern Necropolis 47 years ago.
Teams of hysterical schoolchildren had staked out the graveyard and crypts in the hunt for a truly terrifying figment of collective hysteria.
There was a ghoul in the Gorbals. It had iron teeth. It had taken two boys.
And they were out to get it. Schoolboy Tam Smith was eating ice cream in a cafe with his aunt half a mile from the scene of the hysteria and horror when he first heard tales of fearsome fangs around the corner.
As he set out on his adventure to help slay the beast - or at least catch a glimpse of it - he felt no fear.
"I had my auntie Sadie with me," he recalled, laughing. "I was only seven but she was a right bully, I tell you. The boys were right feart of her.
"We had been sitting in the Station Cafe, next to the Bridge Street underground, after school with some of my pals.
"We were sitting there listening to the jukebox and a friend of hers ran in and told us there was a vampire in the graveyard."
Fired by childhood excitement and with his aunt Sadie safely to hand, Tam and his mates headed back into the graveyard, resting place to a quarter of a million souls.
He said: "The walls were lined with people.
We ventured through the gatehouse and there were loads of kids in there, some wandering around, some sitting on the walls.
"There were a lot of dogs too, and mums and dads with kids.
"We found a place to stand out of the way because there were so many people there.
"I think the whole of the Gorbals was in that graveyard. It's hard to put an estimate on the number of people."
Tam didn't see anything to substantiate claims of a bloodthirsty beast with a galvanised gub. But even now, almost half a century later, the spooky images and intoxicating excitement are vividly recalled.
"I can't remember how long we stayed," he said. "But one thing I remember clearly is that there was a furnace blast from the ironworks at Dixon Blazes when it started to get dark.
"It turned the sky flaming red right across the top end of the Gorbals and when that went up, everyone jumped.
"They thought that was the vampire, or the so-called Iron Man of the Gorbals.
"At one point, someone had been burning stuff in a nearby chapel lane and one of the stories was that the vampire had burned one of the boys there. Those were the kind of stories that were going around at the time.
"You would go to bed at night and wonder if these things were actually happening."
It seems unaimaginable now in the Grand Theft Auto days of heightened violence and teen fascination with vamp-sex TV dramas like True Blood, but this imaginary Gorbals bogeyman welded a power more fierce than any modern day character from computer games or books.
That night in Glasgow, this fictional beast unleashed a bolt of mass hysteria, similar, if on a smaller and less tragic scale, to the radio broadcast of HG Wells' War of The Worlds.
Tam said: "It was atmospheric, looking back it was great. Back then we had no TVs, we went to picture halls and cafes for entertainment, so it was amazing to have something like this happening on your doorstep.
"My great grandad stayed next to the graveyard, he looked out right on to it.
"The stories he would speak of were of the Iron Man, but other people were talking about The Man With The Iron Teeth, which might have been because of the iron works behind it.
"I remember the head mistress of Gorbals Public School telling us all in the dining room that we were to keep away from the graveyard.
"But of course, boys will be boys and we still climbed up there and looked around for this iron man or vampire. It was an adventure for us. For ages afterwards, people would come in to school and claim they'd seen it last night."
Naturally, this being Glasgow, even a fanged fiend was due a winch from time to time, and the local boys wasted no time concocting an iron lady for him ... long before the more terrifying real one made it to Downing Street.
Tam said: "There was an old lady who used to carry two cats in a basket. She would go to the graveyard to get peace away from the kids and let her cats have a wander.
"But she was in there the night we went looking for it and people were involving the 'cat woman' with the iron man. It was a shame when you think about it, she was an eccentric with wiry hair, but we called her Tin Lizzie. She was the iron man's 'burd'.
"It's a shame. The cat woman was ridiculed by kids, when you're young like that you don't think how that might hurt someone."
In those days, Glasgow was a city packed with picture halls, a fair proportion of which were in the Gorbals area.
In an echo of that need for entertainment, Radio 4 will this week broadcast a documentary about the mythical monster of the city's southside and how its terror spread as far as the House of Commons.
Presented by novelist Louise Welsh, The Gorbals Vampire explores how the myth of the child-killing bloodsucker led politicians to introduce the Children and Young Persons (Harmful Publications) Act 1955.
It was a response to the claim that an influx of American horror comics with names like Astounding Stories and Tales From The Crypt had made an impact on young minds in the west of Scotland.
Combined with the ready acceptance of apocryphal monsters sprung from the local iron works, the comics were seen by many as the reason for the sudden hysteria.
Academics have since pointed out, however, that none of the comics featured a vampire with iron teeth, leaving some looking to the Bible (Daniel 7:7 - featuring a monster with metal dentistry) and even a poem about a local bogeyman taught in surrounding schools.
Tam reckons the reason for the national interest in the story was fed by the reputation the Gorbals had across the UK.
He said: "The area had a reputation partly because of that No Mean City book. It gave the Gorbals a really bad name.
"We used to swap comics in each other's close stairways. I had Superman and Batman comics. But as a kid, you tend to believe these things were possible.
"There were 90,000 people who stayed in that area. I have often said that if there really was a ghost or a vampire in that area you would never know because there were too many people."
Brother of Daily Record psychic barber Gordon Smith, artist Tam is heavily involved in archiving the area, and his sculptures of the local pubs are popular.
He tells of another creepy experience after the iron-toothed vampire had moved on to his next city, involving the discovery of human bones on the Clydeside.
Tam said: "They were digging the foundations for a garage and came across skeletons. We all dashed along to see, and the police had bones laid out on big canopies. It turned out to be the skeletons of the leper colony (the 'bell' of which gave rise to the area being dubbed Gorbals after the 'gory bell') in the 12th Century."
All this talk of bodies and bones and blood lust in the city is enough to give a grown man nightmares... bullying auntie by your side or not.
The Gorbals Vampire Tuesday BBC Radio 4, (103-105FM) 11pm. It will be repeated on Radio Scotland in early April.
Paul English
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