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Caerwedros maps
Historic maps of Caerwedros and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Caerwedros maps
Caerwedros photos
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New Quay| Gilfachrheda| Pontgarreg| Llanarth| Llangrannog| Tresaith| Aberaeron
Caerwedros area books
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Memories of Caerwedros
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Dyfed memories
The Wartime Liverpool Evacuees
William Manning was allocated to us in Church Street. On the day of his arrival he climbed onto the rear of the stone pier and watched the waves breaking against the stones, became dizzy and fell in. He was rescued just before he drowned by New Quay's retired Captain Rees. My mother a retired nurse gave him a brandy in hot milk and put him to bed with a hot water bottle. He was as right as rain the next day and joined our family for breakfast. Mair P. (the Bank House)
A Favourite Place
Of all our (my wife & I) favourite places in Wales, Newquay comes top of a long list of places. It was only sometime in the mid 1980's, that we first discovered this haven. We've been back numerous times, never bored with it. Two things spring to mind, Dylan Thomas & Dolphins. I would love to hear a local's view. What did it used to be like, years ago? What is it like in the winter when tourists are not about? For some years, we wanted to move to Wales, & Newquay was top of the list.
My Childhood Memories of New Quay
My memories of New Quay begin in the 1950s I suppose. I was born in Cnwc y Lily in my grandmother's smallholding and lived the first 3 years of my lfe in Gilfachrheda before moving a few miles to Cross Inn. Every school summer holidays on sunny days, my mum, ,my sister and I would walk the 2 miles to New Quay. We would turn in Maenygroes for the short cut down through Francis Street. As we got nearer, the sound of children's laughter from the beach would reach our ears and the excitment grew as I knew that before long I'd be playing on the beach and in the sea. After a few hours of happy playing and with my belly full of tomato and sand sandwiches, we would make the long walk up to the bus depot for the ride home. Sometimes we would have a bag of chips each, 3d's worth mostly, but if my mum was flush it would be 6d worth. Sometimes as a treat... Read more
Family
Mary Ann Griffiths Lewis and John Lewis, my great great great grandparents were both born in Llanarth, Wales. Mary Ann died on the boat coming to America and John Lewis died later in a mine accident in Oak Hill, Missouri.
Police Station, Brynhoffnant
I was evacuated during the war to Brynhoffnant with my brother. We lived in Fulham, London. My brother and I were parted, he stayed just up the road to where I was. I went to stay in the Police Station in Brynhoffnant with Police Sargeant Edward Jones and his wife Wyn. They were the nicest people I could have stayed with and made my stay in Brynhoffant very memorable. I was taken to school every day with the daughter of the Landlord of the Brynhoffnant Inn, her name was June as well. I was very well looked after by my "uncle" and "aunt". They were lovely people and I have great memories of the welsh people. When the war was over I want back to Fulham, and it must have been very distressing for both my uncle and aunt as they had no chlldren of their own. I can remember going to Saturday morning pictures and my Uncle would come and sit next... Read more
Ffoselig Farm
Lived on a wonderful farm. The Welsh farmer living there still to this day runs this farm which has been in his family for generations.
Would love to go back there again. Very fond memories of hay making, feeding cattle and horses.
A Welsh neighbour up the lane, at 87 still worked his farm and spoke very little english. A wonderful old chap! Although I do not know if he remains there.
A Cottage Holiday in Aberaeron
My wife Elizabeth and I had decided we needed to get to know the west Wales coast as our son David's fiancee Amanda was studying at the University of Wales, Aberystwyth. After a number of visits to Aberystwyth itself we were ready to explore further afield so we booked a week's stay in a holiday cpttage in nearby Aberaeron. The cottage was delightful and overlooked a stream running beside a road called Heol-y-dwr (I think).
Yes it rained a lot of the time, but there was sunshine too. The sun was shining on the day we chose to take a small boat trip from the Aberaeron Harbour out to see the dolphins frolicking in the bay. I remember a car drive up into the hills and seeing waterfalls, an old steam railway and back in the town there were delightful small independently run shops with local produce and gifts. I bought some exquisite Welsh cheese here!
