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Memories of Cwmaman
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My Childhood in The 50's And 60's
My mother, was born in Cwmaman as were a large number of my maternal family. I used to visit my aunts in Byron Street. You may remember them for running the local shop in the 50's - Maggie Evans, and her sisters Jane, Annie-Mary, Ollie and Katy. I have wonderful memories of climbing up the mountain behind Byron Street with my uncle Bryn and his dog Paddy and collecting wimberries for the pie at teatime. My brother and I, used to play in the park and down by the brook, and run along by the cut. We explored every inch of the village, and had great fun running from one house to another, all of which were occupied by an aunt or a cousin or a friendly face! As an eleven year old back in 1963, I took the steam train from London on my own, to Cardiff where I was met by cousin John. I lived for a week with my aunts, studying the village history and producing a... Read more
Mid Glamorgan memories
Aberaman
Having been born and reared in Aberaman, I spent many hours in the playing fields, even before it was named King George's field. Locally it is known as the hayfield, and even now is a source of pleasure for football and dog walkers. Sadly though, often the childrens playing area has been vandalised and it is no longer safe to 'camp' there overnight, as we once did, with a bottle of water and jam sandwiches!
In the picture given on the site, a car can be seen, driving down what was and still is, Tonllwydd. Walking up up this path is lovely, it takes you to ' the line' an old railway track, which once carried coal to and from the local collieries, including Tower.
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Aberaman, Mike's Field And Area.
I remember the line and playing fields, very well. Another of my haunts was Mike's field, Aberaman. My girlfriend and I spent many happy hours in these two places. We used to walk to Aberdare along the line and come out at the base of the Graig mountain. Also in Mike's field was the open air baths, where we spent a lot of our time in summer. I was born in the Oaklands Lodge at Cardiff Road - unfortunately not in existence any more. Good old days.
Memories of Aberaman
I read the memories of Aberaman and Miss Venables with great interest and a bit of a tear in my eye. My grandparents emigrated from Aberdare, New Tredegar area in 1912, two weeks after the Titanic went down. The fares were cheap. I grew up in the 1950's in Welland, Ontario Canada next door to my dear Granma, Alice Stallard Venables. My grandfather, Albert Venables, of Aberdare, died a few weeks after my birth in 1948. My growing up was full of my gran's wonderful stories of this part of Wales and Aberaman was one of those names that figured in the sories. She continued to speak Welsh to her sister Nel who lived on the other side with her family, as well right next door. My Grandmother died at 82 when I was 18, Nel lived into her 90's. They created a little corner of Wales there in Southern Ontario through language, music and stories that enriched my life tremendously. I have my Grandparents' player piano, their... Read more
Aberaman Flower Show
My Grandfather used to be a judge at the Aberaman flower show and others in the area. He also won many shows himself with vegatables and flowers. I have some photographs
Miners Hall, Aberaman
I often used to go to the Miners Hall, to the pictures on a Friday. It was a family treat, we would watch a film, stop at Wynnens chip shop, and also pick a bottle of beer up for my grandfather Percy Honour. We all lived at Paklands Lodge. The beer used to come from The Swan, near Whyndham Terrace. Later on I was courting, and went to the Aberaman Hall, back row upstairs, but not to watch the film,b ut that's another story! Good old memories, sadly gone for ever.
My Young Years In Abercwmboi
The first time I saw the photo it brought back very old memorys, because when I got up from bed in the mornings and opened my curtains the first thing I saw was the smoke from the Phurnacite Plant, as we lived in Park View Terrace which was not more than a few hundred yards from the site. The pond in the picture was where we used to swim in the summer and also we did some fishing in the same pond. My memory of the men that worked at the plant was they had to put on this yellow cream on their faces so that the tar would not burn their faces. There were some men who worked on coke ovens who had to were wooden clogs because the heat from the coke ovens was so hot if they had only everyday working boots they would have burnt away because of the heat . Thankfully the Phurnacite Plant is no longer throwing out its smoke and smells any more.... Read more
