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Robblins Sweet Shop
I remember Mrs Robblin used to keep a sweet shop in her pantry, which you had to walk through her living room to get to. I lived in Hill Park and as children we would walk up to the top of Coxhill and her house was tucked in on the left hand side.
I remember there would usually be a coal fire burning and two gentlemen sat on a sofa smoking their pipes!
Years later my Aunty, Uncle and cousin lived in the very house, and it had been modernised by then.
Happy Childhood Holidays
When I was a child, my grandparents had a static caravan on the 'Zealand' caravan park in Saundersfoot (now part of Scar Farm). We stayed there every school holiday and I have many lovely memories; many include a bag of chips and the steep walk up the hill beside the Hean Castle Pub. Saundersfoot feels like home to me and I hope to live there one day. It's lovely to see how it looked so many years ago.
The Abandoned Car.
This photograph shows my father's car reg EDE 3 at the traffic lights in Castle Square. He was William Gywther Thomas, Divisional Highways Surveyor. The reason the car looks as if it has been abandoned was that the traffic lights had failed and father was investigating the reason at the control box on the corner of the street to the left of the photograph out of shot. The police are there to direct the traffic which was not very taxing as you can see from the volume of traffic passing through the square.
W.D. Phillips And The Salutation
W.D. Phillips 1846-1927 owned and ran this hotel, he was my great-great-grandfather. One of my uncles and one of my aunts, I had six, were born in this building the latter around 1915. Whilst here WD wrote the book 'Old Haverfordwest'. I know the book was reprinted in 1924-25 when WD was a representative for the Pembroke County Guardian, I would love to own a copy of this book. My Aunt Nancy always related the tale of 'running at speed' through the upper floors of the Salutation, when she was a child. It was also known that WD was a Solicitor, did he run that business from the Salutation too? He did write from here and was in the employ of Sir William Davies as his confidential secretary, he was also the Illuminator for Lloyd George and reported 'local matters' to him. There is a certificate made out to WD confirming this fact. I wonder if that ever hung in the Salutation?
Where Was Boots in 1955?
I think that Boots was still on the other side of the road (as seen in the 1950 photo)
The Gloster Arms
I was largely brought up in Mariner's Square. Directly opposite the Mariner's Hotel (the building with the portico) was a pub called the Gloster Arms. At the time this picture was taken it was run by my great grandmother and later by her daughter, my grandmother. My father and his brother lived there until they both married in the 1950's. My sisters and I played on the square outside of the pub. The pub has sadly gone now but the Square itself is largely unchanged.
I remember Christmases at the Gloster. Our bedroom was above the main bar. too excited to sleep, we would listen to the men in the bar below singing Carols before leaving the pub and wind their way up Tower Hill for Midnight Mass at St. Mary's Church (top right of the picture).
THE SHACK
We as a family stayed in what we called 'the shack', it was situated next to the Amroth Arms. The shack was on a large piece of land. A stream ran through the grounds, it went under the road into the sea, and often when the tide was high it would come over the road into the garden. The shack was owned by a very nice family who lived 2 houses up from the Amroth Arms, there was Ruth, her husband and son, Ian. Sadly Ian died, then I am afraid so did his parents. The shack was very primitive inside, a wonderful double bed one end was held up by a few books. The children would only have to walk under the stream bridge and they were on the beach where we could watch them from the shack. How things have changed in a few short years, the shack has now been sold, and the whole shape of the front has changed due to the very high tides they... Read more
