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Clwyd memories
The Woods And The 4am Hooter
My grandparents lived at "The Elms" a house built by my great grandfather who also build Fynnongroew Church - My grand mother Emily can be seen as a small girl in a Postcard of Fynnongroew out side "The Laurels" where she was brought up, probably taken about 1910-12.My grandfather Richard was Harbour master at Point of Ayr colliery during the war ( I think it was that time), my mother still has his tide timetable..when we stayed - I played in the woods with local kids- the place was dark and damp and full of Primroses in spring. When it was dinner time my grandmother called us in with a school handbell. Iwas allowed occasionally to visit Joe Peers the Customs man who was a friend of my grandfathers in his little red brick office down the road to the pit...he seemed to spend more time cross breeding geraniums than guarding the coast line but perhaps I do him a disservice .. these are the perceptions of a child...oh... Read more
Childhood in The Early 1950s
I lived in Gwespyr through the 1950s and have many happy memories, going to Picton primary school, being part of annual carnival, friends like Gareth Hughes, Roy Dowings, and not to forget Harry Thomas, our local historian. I now live in Manchester but have been thinking about my childhood more and more lately, so if there is anyone out there who has like memories, get in touch.
Victorian Gwespyr
Hi, My father was born in Gwespyr/Llanasa in 1900, his name was Arthur Joseph Smith. He and his brother William are listed on the village war memorial. Both having served in WW1, my father being 18 in June of 1918. His father, my grandfather was John Smith who worked in the area as a stonemason, my father indicated that grandad had worked on the Liverpool cathedral construction. Not sure whether this would be on site, or local to Gwespyr preparing stone.My grandfather died when he was only 53 from the effect of dust on the lungs. A couple of houses where they lived were a house that became the old Post Office, and Rose cottage, which I think still has the same name.
I have a question for someone with local knowledge. On the 1901 census my father is listed as living in Caernarvon Street, Llanasa. Does anyone know where this street is/was, and does it still exist. I would be grateful if anyone can throw some light on... Read more
Arthur
I have very fond memories of Gwespyr, as my mother was born in The Mason's Arms at Gwespyr. Her parents Arthur & Marjorie Thomas ran the Mason's Arms before my great-grandparents ran it, Joseph & Edna Thomas. My grandfather had an ice-cream business, as did Joseph, they travelled all around with their ice-cream. My grandfather was well known around Gwespyr and surrounding areas, as "Arthur Ice-Cream". If anyone knew him I love to hear from you.
Road Going up to The School Jan 2009
The road going to the school just past 'Tan Lan'.
Happy Childhood
Ffynnongroew was a place of happy childhoods, and the Garth Mill was a landmark. We could tell when the old watermill was working by the rate at which the Llinegr stream was running. We would play around the mill and in the woods behind, following the sticks we threw down the stream.
The field adjacent to Llinegr farm was actually in the next parish. We called it 'Lordy's Field' because it was part of the Mostyn Estate. In the summer we played cricket there, always ready to draw up the stumps if his Lordship made an appearance!
The beach across the railway was not salubrious, but better than it is now since its destruction by mass cockle-picking. To us it might have been the Costa Brava, and we all learned to swim there.
But the Garth was always the favourite haunt - despite warnings from our parents to stay clear of the mill pool. The woods were a real wonderland, full of bluebells in the spring.... Read more
Ken Davies (The Anchorage)
I was wondering if Ken is the same bloke I sailed with in the mid 1960s?
