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Afonwen maps
Historic maps of Afonwen and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Afonwen maps
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Nannerch| Bodfari| Pantasaph| Brynford| Lloc| Tremeirchion| Pentre Halkyn| Holywell| Cilcain| Whitford| Halkyn| Basingwerk| Rhosesmor| Pantymwyn| Llanerch-Y-Mor| Denbigh| St Asaph| Loggerheads| Dyserth| Meliden
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Clwyd memories
Edward Jones of Nannerch
Not so much a memory, more an ancestral bond. My great great grandfather, Edward Jones, was born in Nannerch in or about 1803. A long time ago!I don't know how long he remained there but I do know he moved to Anglesey for a few years before moving again (pre 1850) to Monks Coppenhall, Crewe. He worked for the railways almost his entire life, as indeed did his sons and most of their sons also. I have never been to Nannerch though it is only a few miles from where I live in Chester. I would expect that nothing remains now that existed over 200 years ago, certainly not the home he was born in. Or does it? Is there any tangible link that still remains with Edward Jones and Nannerch, ie. house, family, records, etc? Anyone with a knowledge of its history or a long family record, please get in touch.
School And Station
This was my first school after I was fostered out at Cil Llwyn Farm in the 50s. Also the old station is in the photo, from where we caught the steam train to the secondary school in Denbigh, "Caledfryn yn rhos".
I have lived in Luxor, Egypt for the past 4 years and am wrihting my autobiography of my childhood, great memories thanks to the photos.
Tony
PS I wonder if any of my old school chums are still about, I know Brian from Glan Clwyd and June from Acar were in 2001, as I paid them a visit.
The Van
The van outside the shop is a Morris and it belonged to Mr Edwards from Cil Llwyn as he was the only one with a new van in that area in 1955, the Vron Farm had a Morris Cowley van the same colour, because when we went to Bibby's Feed in Denbigh he kept saying 'I should of bought one but it was too much money'. The gate in the near hedge was the entrance to the vicarage and had a great Pippin apple tree in the garden that we would go scrumping, and if we let Mr Thomas the vicar catch us he would give us a bag full of the apples to take back home, not that we wanted them as Cil Llwyn had a huge orchard with lots of different trees.
Parry's Farm
Our parents would bring us to Bodfari each year for holidays. Robert and Richard were christened at St. Stephens and we would help Mr. Parry with driving cattle from the fields to the farm and for milking. Our Godmother lived at that time at 2 Church Terrace, Bodfari. It was a source of great joy to see Mr Parry (with his stick) and cattle with all the noise and the smells careering down the road towards the milking parlours. Happy days! He was always very welcoming to us and gave us great insight to the country life.
Grove Hall Memories
My grandmother bought the Grove Hall and ran it as a small country hotel. I remember having my birthday parties in the dinning room. As kids we also used to play with the swords and battle axes that were hanging on the walls. Luckily no one was seriously hurt. We also used to play in the attics, this is where I had a strange encounter with a duo of ghostly balls flying past my head. My parents moved the family to Caerwys when I was ten and I live in Vancouver Canada now but I have such wonderful memories of the Grove, the Waen and Bodfari.
Happy Happy Days.
I remember my swing in the front garden, and the Christmas tree was so tall we used to have to go on the second floor to put the fairy on top of the tree. Mum, every year, walking my brothers and myself up the hill at the back of the house to sit on a huge rock, and the daffodils growing everywhere, so many happy days.
Sisters of Charity of Our Lady of Mercy
The above order of psychological sadists ran St Clare's orphanage where small children suffered dreadfully (see BBC Wales website 2009). The order also owned a private boarding and day school on West Hill in Dartford where I was sent at the age of four; Our Lady's High School was run like a young offenders' institution. One teenage boarder (Josephine), and a four-year-old day girl (Ann Smith) ran away. And, like many institutions where there is repression by those in authority, bullying by the inmates was rife. But the big boarders and day students only picked on the little kids, of course.
When Sister Immaculate bought me an ice cream after a doctor's visit, I wasn't allowed to eat it until I returned to the school. So I didn't enjoy this unimaginable treat because I was forced to eat it in front of a five-year-old boarder (Frances Tucker) to make her feel jealous. Poor Frances had no father, and constantly had nose bleeds. But Immaculate ignored children who were... Read more
