Aberporth
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Dyfed memories
Police Station, Brynhoffnant
I was evacuated during the war to Brynhoffnant with my brother. We lived in Fulham, London. My brother and I were parted, he stayed just up the road to where I was. I went to stay in the Police Station in Brynhoffnant with Police Sargeant Edward Jones and his wife Wyn. They were the nicest people I could have stayed with and made my stay in Brynhoffant very memorable. I was taken to school every day with the daughter of the Landlord of the Brynhoffnant Inn, her name was June as well. I was very well looked after by my "uncle" and "aunt". They were lovely people and I have great memories of the welsh people. When the war was over I want back to Fulham, and it must have been very distressing for both my uncle and aunt as they had no chlldren of their own. I can remember going to Saturday morning pictures and my Uncle would come and sit next... Read more
Growing up at Brongest
My memory of living in Brongest, I lived on farm called Blaenarthen, my most memory living there was hot summers we used to have, and hay making, when everyone would help with getting the hay in. I also had grandparents living on farm near by at Pengelli Brongest, it was great having grandparents living by. I used go down to see them regularly. My other memory I have is it was round between 1972-1974 on top Salem Hill some people came to live in the caravan, they were brother and sister, they were Irish. They had loads of animals, cats, dogs and budgies, thirty something, they were all living in the caravan. And then one day they disappeared and were not seen any more. But they left a lot of mess.
My Great Uncle Who Lived And Died in Brongest.
My great uncle Daniel Davies, son of Elizabeth and John Davies lived and died in Brongest. Daniel's wife was Hettie (Esther). They had three children-L G Davies, Elizabeth Davies, Daniel Owen Davies. Daniel I believe served in the Royal Horse Artillery during 19/14. He died and was buried in Salem Church Brongest in 1945.
Anyone with any history of his family I would be delighted to hear from you.
Michael Farley.
Working in Brongest
My husband Alan went to Brongest to work in the woods cutting timber out of Rhyd Lewis. Having lived in Yorkshire and never been to Wales it was quite an eye opener. On arrival he was picked up by Mr Jones, the butcher, who took him home and gave him breakfast before taking him to lodgings with a Mrs Jones who had a daughter called Kerith. Mrs Jones looked after the men very well giving them good food, laundry etc for £3 per week. One day the men were grumbling about only having ham in their sandwiches. This was overheard by Mrs Jones. Consequently the next day, deep in the woods, the men opend their sandwiches and Alan found wood chips in his and his friend had brown paper. They were so hungry they ate around the wood chips and paper. When they arrived home Mrs Jones was waiting for them with a very good tea, saying "That will teach you to grumble about... Read more
My Early Days
I was born in Abercych and lived there until I was 10 in 1947. I returned every year in the summer for over 20 years. My grandfather and his brother used to make coracles and did a lot of salmon fishing, and frequented the Nags Head before it became a restaurant. I returned with my family including my grandson two years ago and my grandson loved it. It has changed but not too much. We visited the wall overlooking the point where the River Cych enters the Teifi river and where everyone leaving the village, including servicemen, used to carve their initials in the stone slab wall. Mine were still there. We now live in England and my mother who is 96 lives in a home 600 yards from us and still sings Welsh songs!
Lived Here When I Was Young
I'm writing this on behalf of my mum who lived near here when she was young. Her grandfather owned a bakery / tea room at the top of that hill just over the bridge. The family then moved away to Caerau near Maesteg. I know she still wonders if she has got any family left in Newcastle Emlyn as she remembers she had other family there when they left.
The Wartime Liverpool Evacuees
William Manning was allocated to us in Church Street. On the day of his arrival he climbed onto the rear of the stone pier and watched the waves breaking against the stones, became dizzy and fell in. He was rescued just before he drowned by New Quay's retired Captain Rees. My mother a retired nurse gave him a brandy in hot milk and put him to bed with a hot water bottle. He was as right as rain the next day and joined our family for breakfast. Mair P. (the Bank House)
