Subsea pipelines.
Left Aberfreeze in 2000 during the last tumble in the oil price.
Had to go back in 2007 when my US work permit ran out, waiting for 'er indoors to make an honest man of me, tehn for the green card to come back. I was immediately struck by the loss of so many shops on Union Street (even Bruce Miller's closed down), replaced by charity shops, cheap nasty boozers and estate agents. And if you read the restaurant reviews by the silly wee girl who writes for the Evening Express, going out for dinner in Aberdeen these days means a burger in a pub. A far cry from when I moved there in 1990, and there was plenty of money about.
Do I miss Aberdeen? Yeas, like I miss my rotten, broken wisdom teeth.
Aberdeenshire's nice in the summer when you can get out into the country on a fast motorcycle with little or no chance of getting pulled over.