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Gwent memories
Mill Cottage And The Harrisons
The Llanthony Post Office was originally the Mill Cottage and my great great great grandparents George and Margaret Harrison lived there. Just across the track from there was the Mill which was three storeys high, and George was the Miller of Llanthony. They lived there, as recorded in the cenus's of 1841 through to 1861, and from then on their daughter Margaret lived there with her husband Daniel Nichols, who was a carpenter.
My Great Grandfather's Memories
This is an excerpt from Frederick Rosher's diary written while on a visit to Trewyn Court, a family home, in 1850.
Sunday, 28th April. Went to Llanvihangel church in the carriage. There are no architectural beauties about it, it being within, perfectly plain and free from ornament, but its perfect simplicity and quietude is much more favourable for devotion than the splendid and crowded edifices of London. Mr. Price is the minister. He preached a very plain, good, simple sermon on the parable of The Good Samaritan. The church was without an organ until a year ago when a small one was presented by Mr. Rodney. I should think the attendance was below 30 putting aside Mrs. Rodney's school in the organ loft. I saw there the tablets of my Great Grandfather and the tomb of Mr. Golding.
The Old Primary School
I attended the old primary school via School Lane through the 1930s and early 1940s, the teachers were E L Richards (head), Mr Withers, Miss Austen, Miss Lewis. The school by the old canal was a very happy school, and through the last war we had a big school garden where we grew food and shared it in the village. We also had to help on the local farm (Jim Llewellyn's, at Ty Gwyn) at potato picking time, we had good food and got paid, we enjoyed that. I left school in 1945 but enjoyed my years there. I still visit the village as often as I can, it brings back memories of home. The other memory I have is of Gooding the canal boat owner, where we made ourselves some pocket money by rowing people up the canal that could not row. These were very happy times. I would like to hear from anyone who is old enough to remember them, my email address is bachen95@yahoo.com
Frogmore Cafe
My parents Monica and Jack Garrett ran the Frogmore Cafe from 1954 until 1978 when it became a dry cleaners when they then sold it to Sketchleys in 1980. I was their only son Richard.
Churchgoing in The 40's
My grandparents lived in Abergavenny since 1934 in a beautiful dressed stone house called Maisemore in Albany Road, and every summer after the war my family and I went to stay with them for a month, that is, until my grandfather died in March 1950, when this happy time came to an end. During the war my mother, brother and I were evacuated there, as our home was in Sunderland, which was a target for bombs, and if my grandparents hadn't taken us in, they would have had to put up evacuees from Cardiff. We used to go to this church in Llanwenarth on Sundays, and I can remember having to be taken out during the service one Sunday in 1949 because I wasn't feeling well.
Ascent of The Blorenge 1949
This picture reminds me of a photo my father took from the top of the Blorenge when we climbed it in August 1949. To start, we had to take the railway (closed in the 50's) to Gilwern or Govilon (I can't remember which!) and then begin our climb from there. When they reached the top, my father and brother built a cairn from the stones lying around - I wonder whether it's still there? I have a photo of my brother standing next to it. Unfortunately I didn't climb to the top on that occasion as I wasn't feeling well, so I stayed with my mother, who wasn't so keen on mountain climbing, in a field on the way up.
Cattle Market
As far as I can remember, my brother and I were taken to this market only once, in August 1949, and we were most interested in the cattle. I have lovely photo of us stroking a calf there.
