Before telly and Twitter and texting, before apps and tags and vlogs, stories were passed down from generation to generation through that old-fashioned medium of communication, talking.

Face to face. Eye to eye. Like, in the same room at the same time.

Past joys and horrors were recounted, memories recalled in all their glory, family histories were preserved.

But oral history ain’t what it used to be.

Maybe it’s because we’re all rushing around juggling work and school and after-school clubs, or because families are spread all over the world rather than just over a couple of streets – but sitting chatting and sharing stories about our lives seems to be a casualty of our new superfast, super-connected world.

Ironically, all this wonderful, reasonably affordable technology should make it easier to record our memories and photographs of time gone by, while at the same time, of course, still celebrating all those hilarious pictures of cute cats and tasty food.

Ours is a city with a rich past and a great tradition of storytelling. But the danger is that the last few generations who remember the trams and the dance halls and the steamies and the Apollo will not be around forever and when they go, so too will a huge, fascinating chunk of Glasgow’s history.

With that in mind, the Evening Times has launched a series of drop-in events called Thanks for Memories, which kicks off on Tuesday (September 13, 10am – 12 noon) at Glasgow Women’s Library.

We want to hear people’s memories of their own neighbourhoods, beginning with Bridgeton in the east end, so that we can build up our own picture of the past.

If you have stories to tell, or photographs to share, we would love to hear from you – so drop in on Tuesday, or if you can’t make it along, email me on ann.fotheringham@heraldandtimes.co.uk

We are hoping to build up a collection of memories of Glasgow, gathered from the people who know the city best, for the benefit of future generations.

So talk to your granny and grandpa, your old schoolteachers and neighbours, the aunties and uncles and local shopkeepers who can tell you what your community was like in the ‘old days’ and share their tales with us.

Otherwise, when we finally pause to wonder what it was really like in our neighbourhoods in days gone by, there may be no-one left to ask…..