Memories of Beaumaris
My grandmother lived in Rose Hill, and was brought up in Siop Penlon,now a dreadful looking Chinese take away.I loved Beaumaris as it used to be,the pier, cafe ,and fishing at the end of the pier, . the old swimming pool with the wooden changing huts painted silver.where such characters as" Huw Clock " kept an eye on things. They should have been a listed building so that the council could not get their destroying hands on them.How things have changed,the pier devoid of the old charm and character with no cafe at the end just a smelly shelter,the swimming baths an absolute disgrace,at least the paddling pool is still there.The council seem to be bent on destroying the town, even the Green is now a massive car ...Read full memory
Our 1975 holiday in Beaumaris included myself, husband, two daughters, mother and father. We ate most nights in the Cottage Café where early in the week I spotted a large white horse ornament in a cabinet half-way up the stairs but it was not for sale. My father evidently spoke every night to the owner (the name Gwen ...Read full memory
Myself and older brother are the two boys on the right of the picture. That day we had been treated to a new blue yacht. We had returned to live on Anglesey as our father was working overseas. That yacht held such memories that I bought one for my own son twenty-five years later and still have it to this day. I bought this post card some years ago but the picture was cropped just to the right of the boy in the foreground.
I am Jean Jackson (now Jean Gwynne), I lived in Llafaes Estate from 1947, and I also remember David Mills and Mary Quinn, I moved to 19 Bryn Teg when I was 6 and became a member of the Morris Dancing Team, other people I remember from that time are Betty Evans, Joyce Painter and Linda Jones, who I have never seen since those ...Read full memory