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Bryn Mawr maps
Historic maps of Bryn Mawr and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Bryn Mawr maps
Bryn Mawr photos
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Tydweiliog| Llandegwning| Llangwnadl| Mynytho| Edeyrn| Morfa Nefyn| Llanengan| Llanbedrog| Abersoch| Porth Dinllaen| Nefyn| Sarn Bach| Aberdaron
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Memories of Bryn Mawr
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Lost Childhood
My grandparents Robert and Rosie Hornby built Hawdd Amor in Llangwnadl, and I spent most of my holidays there, even appearing with my sister Joy and my father Don on a Frith postcard of Penllech beach. Years later, after Robert had died and Rosie moved away and then passed on, my parents bought a static caravan on a filed I only knew as Charlie's Farm just up from Porth Colmon and opposite the Pink Cottages. How I'd love to have a caravan there myself now. My mother let theirs go after my father passed away and now she is gone too. I still have dear memories and would love to share the place with my new bride.
Some of the names I remember there were John and Griffith Griffiths of Penllech Farm, Tom Glyn, who used to deliver groceries from his shop in Aberdaron, Angus, who grew tomatoes, Mrs Record, who lived across the road, Dr Jones and the man who ran Tyn Llan, whose name I forget -... Read more
Llangwynadl Happy Holidays
I was 5 or 6 years old the first time my Grandmother took me to Llangwynadl, we stayed at Glany Mor right at the end of the lane. The following year we went again but stayed at the pink cottage owned by Mr & Mrs Jones, Mr Jones was the postman. I remember he only had one arm. My gran became very friendly with a lot of people in Llangwynadl so we had our holidays there twice a year for many years, I think I was about 15 the last time I went there. I seem to remember Gran having fresh fish, crabs mussels and mackeral given to her often, she called him Captain Morgan, I am not sure if this was his real name, he kept his boat down at Glany Mor. I spent a lot of my time with the Roberts family on their farm, they had a son and three daughters, I remember the youngest daughter was called Sally, they were a lovely family and I spent... Read more
Family Home
The greenhouses you see in this photo were my father's, he also built a house on the ground behind the trees after this photo was taken, we lived there for many happy years. My mother used to rent out the house in the summer months and had a caravan for us to stay while the house was occupied. It would be nice to hear from anyone that stayed at our house, the name of the house was Berwynfa.
Tyn-A-Don Farm/ Llanengan
The first time I stayed at Tyn-a Don farm I was about 6, I fell in love with the place straight away. I remember we borrowed a tent from a friend of the family who took us there that first time. The kids of today would be horrified at what we had to last us for the whole 2 weeks we stayed. My sister and I could only take 1 bat and ball, (for French cricket), a board game each, 1 pack of cards and a book.
We would spend most of the time in the sea and climbing the rocks. Back then the beach was mostly sand, but now it has turned to shingle, but this does not detract from its beauty. When a large storm hit overnight, the next day the waves were huge, it was wonderful. I also remember that each year we made new friends to play with. There used to be a horse there called Frisky (I think it was) he was always so friendly... Read more
Wonderful Childhood
I lived in Crib-y-mor with my grandmother, Emily Roberts, and my mother Patricia Jones (both originally Williamson). I lived opposite Tom Roberts and at an early age developed my own system of visiting everyone. First I would go across to Tom's and follow him around watching him weld or milk the cows or help with plucking chickens. One day we came across a snake and he despatched it very quickly. Most days I would put on my wellies and walk up the lane to the Doctor's cottage and race snails up the kitchen window! Next port of call was Errol's, a girl much older than myself, where I would follow the ducks and be chased by the geese. Next was up to the stream bounding the Pool's farm which I would dam, and then onto the farm. There were 3 Poole sons, David was oldest and I cannot remember the other two. Sometimes I would spend the night there and go back home next day. We left to go... Read more
Working at The Co-Op Shop
I was born in Llanbedrog at Tyn y Siop, moved to 5 Caehendy when 6 years old. Many of my friends have now have passed away, fond memories of Gareth --Phillip---Gwynfryn --- Dafydd. The bicycle you see by the shop (which was the Co-op) was the one I used after school to make deliveries to customers. My pay was £1 per week.
Best time in Llanbedrog was the summer months when the beach was full and busy with the boats etc.
Edward John Hughes.
My grandfather Edward John Hughes of Henllys Isaf sadly passed away on Wednesday 27th of June 2007 at Bryn Beryl at the age of 92. He will be greatly missed by all who knew him, especially the ones closest to him. My grandmother Pat who he thought the world of, and had been married to for 63 incredible years will need all the support and love from friends and family at these difficult times, also his beloved sons Adrian and Valance who meant so much to him.
"Ned" as he was known to the locals was truly a fine gentleman and a well respected character in the village, he always did his upmost to keep the village clean and respectable. If he wasn't emptying the bins, he was painting the wooden benches or cutting someone's lawn or doing some sort of garden work to help people out. So I can honestly say he was a big part of Llanbedrog and I'm pretty sure whoever knew taid would agree... Read more
