Llanarmon

Summer Camp

At Sir Josiah Masons Orphanage in Birmingham where I was bought up from 8 - 16 years old we ran both Guide and Scout troops. During our senior years we went to camp at Abererch in the Summer holidays and this was an event that was anticipated with relish, months in advance by those entitled to go.
The camp always coincided with the village children's sports weekend which took place in the adjacent field and we were encouraged to participate. It's probably my age but I recall us always doing rather better than the local children, having said that its probably a selective memory!
The train journey was noisy and exciting, living under canvas and all that went with it was great fun, the visit to Butlins was a highlight, the beach and swimming in the sea was excellent and the sun ALWAYS shone - simple pleasures but happy days.
At our annual Old Masons Association Reunion, Summer camp is a topic that invariably arises with "Do you remember when....."Read more

Troed Yr Arllt

I went to this school in 1957 my teacher was Miss Jones she lived near Pwllheli she always wore a smock flowery pattern when she was teaching us she was lovely also i remember Wendy Shields

Picton Castle

I lived in Picton Castle,and as a thirteen year old, I delighted to throw plums off our tree down into the playground of Troed Y Allt school,and watch the scramble of the children take place! It was whilst we lived there that the entire walls were covered with stone pieces, and I would enjoy jumping off the scaffold onto a big heap of sand. Happy days indeed.

Vacations!

As young parents along with our two daughters we would spend many happy vacations in Pwllheli.  Mostly at Butlins Holiday Camp. So many happy memories, arriving at the camp, hoping we would get Blue Camp as it was closer to the amusements and the tennis courts.  The times we would visit the Pwllheli Market. So many happy memories of Pwllheli.  Even now to this day we still talk about those happy days. Both our daughters are grown up now with children of their own so perhaps one day they might take their own children to show them Pwllheli.

Troed Yr Allt

The memories of Troed Yr Allt make me smile. I have family connections with Pwllheli.

One of my cousins was a teacher at Troed Yr Allt. She now lives there!

Nantbeach

My family moved Nant in 1948. I was only about a year old then, so I don't really remember much of those early years. I do however recall spending many days playing on the beach with my older brothers and sisters. I also remember playing on the shipwreck of 'Amy Summerfield' which was beached in a violent storm. We lived in Plas-y-Nant and I recall playing with our next door neighbour George Scott who was about the same age as me. As far as I remember he left Nant before we did and I never heard from again. We left Nant about 1952 and went to live at Ty-uchaf and I attended Llithfaen school until we finally left Wales and moved to Newcastle on Tyne. Although I only lived in Llithfaen for a few years I have many many happy memories of this time and visit as often as I can.

I was fortunate enough to have spent a holiday at "Brynawelon", Criccieth in the mid 50's.  I stayed with my Aunt and Uncle who rented a cottage in the grounds.  My Aunt introduced me to Sosia {Soshia} who was the Polish housekeeper's daughter - we were inseparable.  We would slide down the highly polished wooden bannister in the main hallway, onto a lion skin, {I was horrified!}  We hopped and skipped and jumped the days away and all too soon it was time to say goodbye.  I remember our traumatic parting as if it was yesterday, my Aunt turned to my Mother and said "parting is such sweet sorrow". I often think of the delightful girl with the smile that would melt your heart, and wonder where she is and if she remembers me.