The Old Mill Coytrahen

A Memory of Coytrahen Ho.

My memories of Coytrahen go back to the 1930s and 1940s. I was born in 1931 at The Old Mill, home of my Grandparents and spent many summers visiting there. The Old Mill was rather off the beaten track ,getting there from the village of Coytrahen involved a walk through the woods beside a watercourse, over a style and across the railway tracks, then down into the dell. The accommodation lacked running water and the toilet was down the garden ,however, I loved being there. My visits all came to an end during WW2, have since returned to visit my birthplace but sadly the Old Mill is no longer standing and is just a ruin of what used to be. The memories though still live on.

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