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Bala| Llanuwchllyn| Cwm Penmachno
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Memories of Arenig
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Gwynedd memories
The Bridge at Llanuwchllyn
I know this view very well, as my aunt and uncle lived in Ty Newydd, their garden led down to the river on the right hand side of the photo. Spent many an hours playing in the river and fishing with my cousins, never caught anything!
Ty Newydd.
Good to see that you have the view from the bridge, my aunt and uncle lived in the house on the left, which is called Ty Newydd. Many happy memories of tea time visits and playing and fishing in the river with the cousins. I helped my Uncle lay his drive, which 34 years later is still in good condition.
Llanuwchllyn
Mums family are from the village, I have wonderful memories of staying with my grandmother at Aran Lane, which is at the bottom of the street on the right. On hearing a train, I used to rush out into the main road to see the train going over the railway bridge. My great uncle Tex had the butchers shop in the village, but spent most of his time in my grandmothers house drinking cups of tea. There was also my great uncle John, who used to ride about on a bike that had a creaky chain. He refused to oil it as he felt people knew he was coming, when they heard his bike!
Childhood Memories
I was born in Cwm and I was always known by my middle name of Maelor, My fondest memories are playing with my friends Ken, Idwal, Iola, Anne Evans and Anne Parry to name but a few, We all used to meet after school to play, I also used to fish in the river and caught many trout with both rod and by tickling trout, I was so sad when I had to leave to find work, Sadly it was the end of a way of life because when I moved away I found a very different world to the wonderful innocent world I had known before.
First Love
1995 was the best year of my life, I was aged 13 and I was totally besotted with a lad in the village called James Power, he was working with a local builder from Penmachno called Jeremy McWilliam. I loved the way he was of being the local stud of the village, I became close to James through his sister Tammy. I would go to the local park and admire him from a distance, his family were lovely people who used to welcome me in any hour of the day. James and I went out with each other for a year and 9 months and I was totally gutted when we split up. I remembered teaching James to whistle through his fingers and we used to whistle to each other from a far distance and it used to echo for miles around and we had a secret whistle from the bottom end of the village to the other. When James let out this almighty whistle after hours of him trying,... Read more
Childhood Days in Cwm
I was born in Cwm went to school there and have happy memories of playing with Brian Evans, Eric Hughes, William John Roberts, Gareth Hughes and many others. Our cricket pitch was by the slate quarry tips in Swch and the football field was anywhere there was enough room to kick a ball.
I went to Llanrwst Grammar School, left at 16 and went to work in the Forestry Commission until I was called up to the army in 1955. My parents moved to Liverpool during my time in the army and that was the last I saw of Cwm for many a year.
My family and I went back there in 1978 (at this time we are living in Australia)and found the place changed considerably. There weren't many people I recognised!
At the moment I trying to find some of the children that played together in the early 1950s, but no luck so far.
Cwm to Rhiwbach
I am writing this on behalf of my wife, Brenda Wilcox. She was born in Cwm and so was her brother Chris. Harry Wilcox, her father, was known in football terms as the gentle giant by the locals. Brenda lived in 5 Rhosgoch. When young, her mother used to take the children over past Llyn Penrhiw, past Rhiwbach ruins and on to Blaenau to shop. Quite a distance in those days. People she remembers among others were: John Bryn Madoc, W O Pritchard, Merlin Evans and his children, Ken Owen who was a cousin, Margaret Jones - in 1881 her great-grandfather, Robert Owens, was killed in the quarry whilst trying to relight a failed fuse. I have much more information about Cwm and the people if anyone is interested in its history.
Ian Gadd, pp Brenda Lilian Wilcow.
