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Memories of Gwynedd
Twelve Happy Months
I was born in Nant Gwynant in 1925 and lived there for the first 20 years of my life. In 1944 I was drafted into the army and served in German and Italy. Upon release in 1947, I decided to try and make a career in agriculture and before undertaking a college course Brooksby Hall, Melton Mowbray, I had to gain experience of farming for 12 months, and this was done at Hafodlwyfog Farm. It was then owned and run by William and Myfi Jones, both of good old Welsh stock. I had to undertake all aspects of farm work. There was a small milking herd of about 12 cattle I think. These would be hand milked twice a day at about 7:30 in the morning and 4:30 in the afternoon. The farm building were quite a long downhill walk from the house, but I was lucky, because by then, the 10 gallon churns of milk were picked up by a milk lorry at the main road, where as before,... Read more
Brooksby Hall Agricultural College, Leicestershire,England
Like Gwilym Evans I was enlisted into HM Forces in 1944, along with my twin brother. We were born in May 1926. Served with RASC as drivers first in Wiltshire, England, driving 3 ton vehicles, then in Italy and Egypt where we took over a tank-transporter Coy. We were demobbed in October 1947. Cannot now recall exactly when I went to Brooksby, late 1949 /early 1950? I went through the Government scheme where one was required to have worked on a farm for 12 months first to become eligible to attend Brooksby. My first job when I left school as a 14 year old was on a farm, where I had worked as a schoolboy just for the love of it, so I was happy to get back into farming. The course at Brooksby was described as being "a course in scientific farming" ! Currently I am in the process of writing my autobiography, but am struggling with my memory and have been using "Google" in an attempt to re-acquaint myself... Read more
The Down And Up
We went to stay at Plas-Y-Nant, Easter, Whit and Summer every year in the 50s. It was simply wonderful. Yes, I remember Auntie Lena and the whole range of little customs and practices we willingly engaged in. Not the least important of these was the evening 'down and up' - the group walk down the drive, along the road and up the bridle path. The bridle path was, of course, only wide enough for two to walk up in comfort - hence the exciting attraction of the evening ritual for a 15 year old who had never held a girl's hand before, never mind had a kiss. And now, both were possible. The most exciting thing in the world. We were really privileged to have had this opportunity to grow up romantically in a safe and caring environment. I wrote to at least one of these contacts for a long time - I wonder where 'Dallas Bagshaw' is now. She would have arrived in the 'Manchester coach', a much... Read more
Auntie Lena
I went to Plas in the 1960s and have fabulous memories of the wonderful holidays and all the fun things that happened, the outings, the trips to Carnaerfon, the tricks we played and of course our wonderful Auntie Lena who actually was our real auntie, she was my father's oldest sister, but no one believed us as everyone called her Auntie Lena. I would love to hear from anyone else who went at the time, and has memories. I especially remember the leaders who were all larger than life and great fun, the songs the stories and the wonderful A B and C party outings.
Happy Memories
I first was introduced Plas Y Nant by The Rev. Ken D Beardsley who took a large group of us youngsters from the Methodist church in Menston Yorkshire in 1966.
We were there introduced to the the formidable, affectionately known As Aunty Lena. She was not really formidable at all and was dearly loved by all. Here I was lead with others up the the 'PYG' track to the the Snowdon summit by John Cantrill, hope I spelt that right John. It was trully a wonderful week. I did return several times after that and would love to here from anyone who remembers me.
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