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Memories of Llanbister
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The Crossgates Gang
I have many memories of growing up in Crossgates between the years of 1964 through to the late 1970s. We were the original Railway Children. I am interested in the previous posting ref Ernie Lewis at Builth Road station as my grandfather was Ernest Lewis and was at the Station Cottage at the crossing at Llandrindod. Ian Collins
Bootle Evacuee
I was evacuated to Llangunllo after the Liverpool Blitz in 1941 and stayed with Mr and Mr's George Lloyd in a house named "Larch Grove". I have very fond memories of those folk. I live in Canada now, since 1957.
War Years
I remember the Taylor family, Mum, John and Marian (no longer with us) coming to stay with us in Liverpool. My mum was from Lloyney and knew them well. Harold Taylor was on a ship docked in Liverpool so they stayed with us so they could see him, I was quite young but remember it well. I spent the Second World War years with Mona Cadwallader in Knighton, my brothers stayed in Lloyney.
The Crossing
Hi, all I seem to have left out of my previous writing about the Crossing is where it was, it was very close to Llandridnod Wells, but I see now that the name is on the heading for this memory.
I am now looking to see if I can put in some pictures so will keep coming back here. I have just read the biography for Mr Frith, what a terrific fellow he must have been,
Cheers,
Joe.
The Railway Crossing
Hi all. As a child of around 7 years or so I recall vising my grandad and grandma who lived at a small cottage near the railway crossing. I will look up the name of the road and add later to this story.
My grandad's name was surname of Carter and he worked on the railway as I believe, a ganger. He had a big family of, as I recall but will recheck later, 5 girls and 3 boys. I visited the place where the cottage was about 20 years ago and it was in ruins with just a few bricks and some flowers surviving from the garden.
I Googled the area today and from a satellite map I see a big roundabout now and a concrete bridge has taken the place of the crossing.
I do have somwhere a pic of my brothers, 2 of them, and myself sitting on the side of the road at the crossing. If I get some replies on this website then I... Read more
Memories of Kerry
It always felt great to be in the town of Kerry. It was the halfway stop to our holiday in a Towyn caravan with no toilet. Dad always used to make a joke of visiting the Toilidoos. He could not pronounce the Welsh version. The old rattling Hillman Hunter estate always pulled up outside those famous bogs year in year out. My last chance to use an inside lavatory for fortnight ,whoopy do! Mother would have the back rammed full with stuff, and finding loo roll was torture. Why did we need it? After the loo stop, chippy here we come. Fish and chips for mother, dad had chicken and mushroom pie and chips, then ONE bag of chips between three kids. 7 wasn't old enough for anything else. No pop, pop is to wash her tablets down. Back to the toilidoos ,warm water from the tap. Dad always took his annual film of me waving by the Kerry sign ... Oh boy, oh boy. I'm proud to be a... Read more
Bill Brown
I remember Bill Brown from the days when he ran the local cinema in the Norton Arms ballroom and later at the cinema he built just off the carpark. He also captured many scenes in Knighton with his cameras. I don't know if he is still around, but what a wealth of memories he must have stored away.
I also remember Knighton when I worked after school and on Saturdays as a delivery boy for J. L. Allcock in the days when there were hundreds of people in the street on a market day (Thursday) and halfday closing was a Friday. How it has changed. I guess that's progress.
