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Glyncoch maps
Historic maps of Glyncoch and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Glyncoch maps
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Pontypridd| Abercynon| Llanfabon| Treharris| Ynyshir| Porth| Abertridwr| Penrhiwceiber| Church Village| Mountain Ash| Ystrad Mynach| Merthyr Vale| Trealaw| Llanbradach| Aberfan| Hengoed| Penygraig| Tonypandy| Tonyrefail| Maesycwmmer| Maes-Y-Cwmmer| Llwynypia| Caerphilly| Ferndale| Ystrad| Abercwmboi| Llantrisant| Gilfach| Taffs Well| Bedwas
Glyncoch area books
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Mid Glamorgan memories
A Special Place And Time
I was born in Cilfyfnydd in 1948, I lived in a house with my aunt, cousin, grand parents and my parents. I went to school in Ann Street and had other relations in the street. My dado and uncles worked in the pit and one was badly injured and later died from his injuries and one died at the pit. I still love the area but don't get there much. I remember the ice-cream parlour and the post office and the butchers,my dad worked at. I will always love Cilfynydd and my ashes will go back to Wales when I finally go!
Summer Hols
My friend Sue and myself would travel by train from Worcester to Cardiff in the school holidays and stay at the shop at 99 Coedpenmaen Road it sold groceries and papers. The people who owned the shop I cannot remember their names but their daughter was married to a man called Peter who was a friend of Sue's parents. They would take us out when the shop was closed and I remeber being so happy. I learnt to swim in Cardiff pool. We would go to the chip shop and buy cutlets of cod on a Friday. I have so many happy memories as I was about 11 years old. I wonder if the shop is still there? I must go back one day.
Llansamlet School in 1973 to 74
I remember first going to this school as if it was yesterday, my mum also went there and I remember my mother saying that she had a teacher and her name was Maisie Clements and another who did geography, so when I went there they were both still there teaching us. I never liked the geography teacher because he always had a massive long stick on his table that reached to the back of classroom and he used it to whack us on the head or shoulders to get us to concentrate, his name was Mr Williams, I am sure whom ever was taught in this school in 1971 to 73 would remember him and Maisie who drank her whiskey behind the blackboard and wore cherry red lipstick and a wig that hung round her neck, she was the religious education teacher, she was crazy but I did like it there and I can still remember a few of my friends who attended there when I did so come on... Read more
Hopkinstown New Cinema
My father-in-law, Frederick Walter Francis, was projectionist at the Hopkinstown New Cinema (or New Theatre). It is well known that the first 'talkie' film (with sound) was The Jazz Singer, but before it made its debut in London, the film and equipment were tried out in small locations throughout the country. Mr Francis related that one of those locations was Hopkinstown, and that he had the honour to be among the first to see (and hear!) the new entertainment medium in England.
Hopkinstown
I was born in 50 Hopkinstown Road, right by the school. My name was then Heather Jones. I am now in Austraila, NSW. I have been back and it all looked so small and the roads. I was in the jazz band and was in pantomimes that my uncle would do, his name was Bill Price, and it was a lot of fun.
Good Times
I was born in Hopkinstown and lived in 58 Hopkinstown Road, I will never forget the place, I have been away for a long time but plan to go back soon.
My Courting Days
I lived in Mountain Ash and my husband to be lived in Cardiff, we both used to travel on the bus to Pontypridd to meet up. From there we would walk up to the monument for a kiss and a cuddle. We spent many happy hours up here thinking of our future together. Some times it was so cold we could hardly walk back to the bus as we were frozen. Now 47 years later we sometimes travel to Merthyr and every time we pass the monument we have lovely memories.
