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Trefriw my Home in The 40's And 50's.
This picture was taken a year after I left Trefriw for Canada. I was married at St. Mary's Church and lived at Tan Dderwen near Crafnant Lake, later at Glanrafon in the village. My parents were the Proprietors of the Victoria Hotel in Llanrwst and I have many happy memories of living in Trefriw, and this was the view from my window. The bus to Conwy stopped in front of the building on the left hand side, and to Llanrwst in front of the hotel on the right hand side. I often walked into Llanrwst over the Gowers Bridge pushing my young son in his pram. Life was quiet and peaceful in Trefriw. Since 1954 I have only been back to Trefriw three times, but the hiraeth is always there.
Bod Hyfryd Hall in The 1980s
I stayed several times when Sally and Roy Walker owned the house. They were charming and we became friends, although I have lost touch with them over the years. The house and gardens were lovely. Sally was an excellent cook - sorrel soup, salmon - and Roy an excellent sommelier. As I recall, they had a German Shepherd dog named Luger. Is the place still there? I don't find it listed as an active hotel or guest house. Bod Hyfryd Hall was my starting point for Bodnant Garden.
Gowers Bridge
Gowers bridge was not too far from where we lived and was a great place to take the children for a picnic, to learn to ride a tricycle and to skim stones across and see who won, then pick our way to Llyn Bwrw Eira, along the banks, sometimes walk to the swings in Trefriw, and back. We lived in Plas Isaf and Heulwen Jones and her family came too. It was harmless fun in lovely surroundings, and thus has a lot of happy memories. The workhouse was still there in those days and the coal yard in the station , another attraction.
Family Memories up to The 1960s
I remember going to see my grandfather on my father's side who used to live at 4 Glan Llyn Terrace, Melin y Coed. I used to love going there because it was such a beautiful and peaceful place. You could go for walks and be safe from traffic. In fact, looking back it was like heaven. My wife and I have had problems researching my family tree, hopefully we can get somewhere now.
Holidays at Conwy
For several years in the early 60's our family spent our summer holidays at the caravan park just outside the town of Conwy. I have very happy memories of visiting the castle and the lovely town. Often in the late afternoon we would walk to town via the Harbour Walk and spend a lovely evening by the harbour quay where I recall there was a little pub where you could sit outside. My father would have a beer and my mother a shandy. Along the Harbour Walk there was an old sanitorium which had fallen into disuse. I wonder whether it's still there, it seemed a fairly substantial building. My brother and I were amazed by the "smallest house", there was really only enough room for 2 people inside and very short at that. We had marvellous times in Conwy, the beach was pristine and the water beautiful. We would swim and sunbathe all day. I still have photos of our holidays at Conwy, we are in our swimsuits by... Read more
The Boats in This Photo
I think the motor yacht in the centre of this photo [outer row, single mast with 3 visible portholes on the starboard side] is the White Aster II which belonged to my grandfather Walter Robinson Handforth. The same vessel appears in the Marine drive photo taken in "c.1955". White Aster was sold by my family in 1954. Chris Handforth
Elizabeth Martin
My maternal grandparents ran Hooson's Cafe on Bangor Road, Conwy, very close to the city walls. My brother and I were put in boarding school near them - at Llandudno and Penmaenmawr - whilst our parents were overseas, so we could be near them for school holidays. Because they were busy through the day with the cafe (and grandpa used to run a fish and chip take-away booth down a passage adjoining the cafe at lunchtimes), my brother and I, had to spend most of the day out. We were aged between six and ten (from about 1957- about 1960). Most of the time was spent on the quayside watching the fishing boats, and during the summer, a retired ex-headmistress of Gloddaeth Hall School for Girls would serve ice creams from a small cart near the Smallest House. In spite of being so young, we felt free to roam wherever the spirit of our play took us, but most of the time it was by the estuary.
