Nostalgic memories of Cwm's local history

Share your own memories of Cwm and read what others have said

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.

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Displaying Memories 11 - 14 of 14 in total

I was born in Wales and lived at 3 Bailey Street until moving to Canada at age 10. All of my memories of Cwm are wonderful ones, sliding down the mountain on cardboard, wading in the river behind our house, climbing the hill to play at the park or swinging on the rope swing that was always around but we never knew where it came from. I still have family living in Cwm, my mother's sister and husband Thelma & Bob Annett. ...see more
My Dad and his sisters were all born in the Cwm, at 10 Bailey Street in the 1920's. They later lived at 4 Woodville Road. My grandfather Bertie Pitts and all his brothers worked in the Marine Colliery. Dad, Eric Pitts, joined Bertie in the Marine in 1938 and left there in 1946. Most of Bertie's family are buried in the cemetery there including Bertie and Eric, Bertie's parents Alfred and Caroline, five of his sisters ...see more
My father worked at the marine colliery for over 20 years. His name was Jack Bedford, from Brynmawr, a hard working man. There was a pitfall in 1964 where a friend and workmate was killed,  he brought this poor man to the surface. I remember him coming home crying. I had never seen him cry before. Those miners worked in awful conditions, up past their knees in water, with a pick and shovel. I’m always going to be proud ...see more
I was born at 1 Woodville Road, Cwm on the 15th November 1940. My Grandfarther was a Miner at the Marine Colliery. His fellow miners called him "Stonejar Morgan" because he took a stonejar full of water to work each day.He was a rescue worker during the "Six Bells" disaster.