Bodfari memories
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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.
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.
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.
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.
Memories of Clwyd
No Better Place
I was born in Llawog LLandyrnog in 1946 and attended the local school. A small school the headmaster being J H Archibald Jones and teachers Miss C P Lloyd, Misses Crabtree and Rowlands, they were happy times and the sun always shone - it always did then didn't it ? Like everywhere else the village has changed over the years - the shop having been re-sited, lots of new houses built - with people my age having moved on - I live away from the area but every now and then return to take a drive through with certain memories being revived. It is a lovely village nestling in the slopes of the Vale of Clwyd and,yes, the sun shone last time I drove through....
Old Cock Pit
I was born in Denbigh Infirmary in January 1944. My father, Emlyn, was in the army at the time, he was the son of Abel Jackson, a local decorator. My mother came from Huddersfield. They married Boxing Day 1942. My GGF was Daniel who came from Glasgow. He worked at Coppy Farm, Henllan Road. Daniel married twice, his second wife was the cook at the Hawk & Buckle and he helped serve beer to those who bet on the cock fights.
The cock pit is now at the Folk Museum in Cardiff.
Growing up in Denbigh
I was born at the Denbighshire Infirmary and grew up in Denbigh - it's a lovely town and the surrounding area is beautiful. Both my parents, and my aunt and uncle, worked at the North Wales Hospital, as did so many people from the town. I return there as often as I can, and find it a relaxing place to be. We have kept my parents' home and it's such a pleasure to be there. Thanks for some great photos from the '50s and '60s - happy memories!
Proud to Have Been Born in Denbigh
I was born and lived in Denbigh from 1942 to 1942. I have so many wonderful memories of Denbigh Living in Lentel Pool we used the shops at the bottom of Henllan street there was a Hairdressers,Green grocers and my favorite the grocers were I used to love the smell of vinegar which you could get your bottle refilled from the very large barrel. Can any one recall Miss Proffit ex school mistress she lived which was then a very grand large house next to the church her one eyed Pekingese dog used to sit on the gate post. My sister Gill worked in the Irish Linen shop another amazing place. I worked in Dulcies the hairdressers from 1958 for 3 years next door down there was a very plush Drapers shop ( almost a mini version of Harrods) .when you paid for your purchases your money was placed in a wooden ball by the assistant and then sent to the office via rails over head.... Read more
1960s
I too was born at Denbigh Hospital (1958) and we lived in Trewen which at the time hadn't been extended to Erw Salsbury.
I used to walk to school with Mum down Ruthin Road to Fron Goch and we'd call at a sweet shop on the way back on a busy corner.
Dad worked at Edward Thomas & Co which was an agricultural machinery depot. My sister went to the Convent. We moved away in 1965 but some aspects of Denbigh are very vivid for me and I recall my last day at school and not wanting to leave for this new adventure to England.
My teacher was called Miss Annie and I think there was a Miss Barclay too.
Our neighbours were the Thompson family (including son John with who I used to play out in the street) and Mrs Williams.
I call back each year and in stalking mode (!) always cruise down Trewen to see the old homestead. We grew peas in the garden and... Read more
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