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Coed Morgan maps
Historic maps of Coed Morgan and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Coed Morgan maps
Coed Morgan photos
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Llanover| Chain Bridge| Llanellen| Llantilio Pertholey| Abergavenny| Raglan| Mardy| Llanfoist| Llanvetherine| Govilon| Blaenavon| Garndiffaith| Abersychan| Skenfrith
Coed Morgan area books
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Gwent memories
Davis Family
My great-grandmother Margaret Adams, according to the Census of 1891, lived with the Davis family as a servant. The address was Bird Cottage, Main Road. I just wondered if anyone had any information? The Davis family comprised of Robert and Clara, with their children Thom (3) Mary (2) and Eleanor (7 months) and also Elizabeth Crunk, aged 72, who I would imagine is the mother in law.
Evacuee From Folkestone
I was evacuated to Llandewi on 2nd June 1940. I was billeted with Mrs Smith at Upper House, Coed Morgan. I will never forget the kindness shown, both by Mrs Smith and daughter Irene and also son Alan and his wife who had a small farm further up the road. I was only there for three months before having to pass on to the Grammar School, which had been evacuated to Merthyr Tydfil. The difference between the two places, and the people were like Heaven & Hell. I didn't return home until after four years had passed - just in time for the doodle-bugs.
Tump Farm
We lived at Tump Farm, Bettws Newydd around 1949, and it was while my father was employed by Mr Trevor Jones, who farmed the Thornbury Farm in that village. My brothers and I attended the small village school situated opposite the house, where the Phillips family lived. Our school friends were: Kenneth Jones, Billy Taylor, Donald Powell, Lavinia Coyle, Tony and Melba Evans, David Morgan, Charlie and Yvonne Murray, Gordon and Trevor Griffin, Raymond Griffiths, Christopher Davies, Sheilla Brooks, and our headteacher was the legendary Mrs Rees. Known by all, as Ol' Ma Rees, who was a good teacher or at least I passed my eleven plus exam and graduated to King Henry XIII Grammar School in Abergavenny.
Grand Uncle
My grandmother's eldest brother was the Reverend Evan Davies, BA. A native of Carmarthenshire he was appointed Vicar of Llanofer in 1891 and was parish priest there until his death in 1934. According to Kelly's Directory for Monmouthshire (1901) his salary was £190 per annum with residences and 18 acres of glebe.
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.
