Historic maps of Llanedeyrn and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Llanedeyrn maps
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Memories of Llanedeyrn
South Glamorgan memories
The Ford Family....
This is a picture of St. Augustine's Church, Rumney. We were married there on August 5th 1957. It is also the resting place of my husband's Mother, Father and Sister. All are buried in the Churchyard.
We moved to Canada in 1965.
Was delighted when I saw this picture of St Augustines. I was christened in 1950 at this church. Also confirmed here, belonged to Church Girl Guides and Youth Club. Vicar was Reverend Smith. Have very fond memories of this church.
Phil Steele's First Walk in The Country.
We moved to Llanrumney Avenue from Adamsdown in 1964. It was the summer and the weather was gorgeous. I remember being taken on a country walk, through blubell woods and onto the foot bridge that crossed the Rumney river at the end of Ball Lane. We made our way left along the river bank and came accros a big old grey building known as Morgans Tea Gardens, where the pop and crisps were an excellent surprise. No sign of any motorway just the sound of cows mooing in the surrounding fields. Although I was only four at the time that walk is still so vivid in my memory.
Days Gone by
I remember Splott, I grew up there, and my brother still lives there.
We were growing up very poor and scruffy, same as all the kids, one difference though, we were the Black Dixons. The other difference was we were not Catholic, so belonging to a small church showed us life beyond Splott.
But I can remeber some good times too, playing hopscotch, skipping, two balls, rat-a-ta ginger. Going to Splott Park with jam sandwiches and Corporation Pop (water), playing in the bombed houses daring each other to do dangerous things, going over the tide fields, and playing with the bombed planes, and picking blackberries. I never went on any of the street trips though, they were always on a Sunday, and one time I nearly went, because it was on a Wednesday, but the organisers gave our seats to a family of 'white children' instead. And all those people who called us names, who thought because they were white they were better than us, have achieved very little... Read more
Splott in The Early 60's
I spent 8 years in Splott, in Enid Street, off Portmanmoor Road. Like the first contributor, we were really poor, perhaps poorer than most, and we got picked on for that. I agree with Lavinia though. Our first black family came to live in Enid Street, and our parents all told us to ignore them - although they were clean and tidy, and much more religious than many of the Catholics on our street. They had to keep themselves to themselves, and it was the so called 'grown ups' who instilled this racism into us - we couldn't care what colour anyone was - if they could run, play baseball, rat-a-tat ginger, or help with penny for the guy then they could play with us! My family went to St Albans school, and I was lucky enough to pass my 11 plus and go to Heathfield House - although that was tough for me as it was hard for me to find the proper uniform... Read more
Old Splott Boy
I grew up in Splott, went to St Albans then Splott Road High. My dad had a hardware shop in Carlile Stret opposite Orsolinis the grocers. In 1970 we moved to Llanishen. In 1974 I moved back to Splott but boy how it had changed, the old school had gone, most of my mates had moved, Clive Cusack, Booty, Derek Price, Paul Wootton, we used to hang around outside St Saviour's Hall listening to bands and recall the good times we had in school and the jobs we would get, in Willows High our new school Bob Ord our careers master lined me up for Pickfords removals, 5 pounds a week office boy, got the job but had to sign Official Secrets Act, lost the job. We had lovely teachers in St Albans, Mr Reddy, Mr Harrington, and in Splott Mr Owen, Mr Vincent, Mr Ord. We had good and bad times but I remember mostly the good... Janet's Pantry, 6 pence a pasty, trainspotting in Railway Street, marching to... Read more
My First Boyfrield Was From Splott
My first boyfriend was John Hawkins, he lived in Splott. My name was Christine Morris then and I lived in no 8 Rossily Road, Rumney with my aunty Eunice Lloyd and my cousin Dennice. I loved living down there. I used to go to Splott with John to his house, does anyone remember his family? His sister married someone called Peter from Rumney, I can't think of his surname but he lived near the school. We all used to go to the Capital cinema and to the dance hall that was on the same road (only right at the end) on a Saturday night. Christine