Market Street c1965, Abergele
Market Street c1965, Abergele Ref: A10033
Memories of Market Street c1965, Abergele
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Abergele & local memories
Read and share memories of Abergele and Clwyd inspired by Frith photos.
Happy Days
This photo shows what was known as the black shed just above the first bridge on the river Gele, to the left of the photo was the school field at the bottom of Berth Glyd where I was born. If you go up Gypsy Lane you will come to an old stone bridge, this bridge is known as the first bridge, which is one of four that crosses the river Gele, as you follow the footpath on the right-hand-side of the river heading towards Rhyl where the Gele flows into the river Clwyd, I used to hand tickle wild brown trout in the Gele river when I was 9 years old. Happy days. If Kenny Lamb or any of the lads who went to school with me in Abergele are reading this, they will remember me and my lurcher dog Rex. Still poaching, old habits are hard to break.
Donkey Rides
We had a small caravan in Pensarn and as a child I remember the walk down to the beach and the man with his donkies in this picture. Further along was a small fun fair.
BrynGwenallt Hall
I have lived at BrynGwenallt Hall since 2000 and I'm ten at the moment so it's really fun for inviting friends around and playing in and out the house. It's not like it used to be though obviously, we have really modernised it and made it suitable for our time. As some of you may have noticed the house is on sale now and we hope the person who buys it will care for it as much as we did and hopefully never knock it down or sell any of the land because half of it has already been knocked down and most of the land has been sold. So if you're reading this and you are the one to buy it, make sure you look after it and write on this website about it to keep the memory rolling... thank you :)
Family
My great grandparents used to live at Fairfield, Sea Road, they also used to have a barbers & tobacconists at Stanley House, I think it's Bridge Street. I gGo quite often to Abergele now as my son has a caravan there. Would love to find out more info if anyone has any.
Fire in The Health at Clarendon
I was a student at Clarendon between 1963 and 1966, and how I remember the Sunday evenings curled up before the fire listening to gospel and classical music before supper. Of course there were also the House evenings spent in the Principal's parlour doing our sewing or embroidery or some other craft work, while she read to us from one of the missionary books or short stories that she kept for the ocassion.
Those were really good old days, and memories that are treasured for years. I live in the Caribbean and sometimes its hard to believe that we actually participated in those genteel activities back then. Life has truly changed and the music we hear oround us now resonates with the clash of the dancehall and reggae. What a difference!
Abergele - Beach & Town Circa 1965
Looking at this photo, I'm taken back to summers on that beach full of pebbles and the cafe shown with its novel smell, something like milky coffee! At about this time Abergele had a cinema, upstairs in the market street. My parents owed Coed Mor, a guest house in the town, and some of the children staying with us and I went to see "The Incredible Journey", a film about two dogs and a cat traveling across country (USA or Canada) to find their owners. Not a dry eye in the house and I've never been able to watch the film since!
Margaret Beavan Memorial Home Abergele
I was sent from Liverpool to stay at the Margaret Beavan memorial home in Abergele in the late 1940s early 1950s. I recall it down a road facing a farm only a short walk to the shops and beach. We would often walk to the bearly Gwych Castle and spend hours there. Does anyone else remember this home?
"Uncle Griff."
"Uncle Griff" was Griffith Breeze, originally from Oswestry, but lived in Abergele with his daughter Thelma - he wasn't actually a relative, I think he may have been brought up with my Step-Grandmother Agnes Jones (nee Adams.) I lived in Liverpool and would visit "Uncle Griff" at Oswestry and Abergele - he was such a lovely gentleman, probably in his 80's when I last saw him. Abergele was a nice place. I would love to contact any of his descendents.
Harold
I grew up in Abergele and I remember a man called Harold. He was a sort of 'tramp' I use this word rather in caution because he lived in a small shack by Slaters on what is now the Tesco car park. He helped out at the cattle market which was again sighted where Teso'c is now. As a boy I was a little afraid of him because he tended to be a little erratic which was not surpising considering the boys used to hound him. He cut a rather sad figure and I reckon he must have been around my age now (50 ish). I left Abergele in the 80's and I wonder what became of him. One epsode I remember was that once he stopped a man and asked him "have you got a match?" The man gave him a match and he then said "And a smoke to go with it" Another time he was walking through town and he was complaining about a pram in his... Read more
