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The Shops
Just off the main road was Jones Shop - I remember as we went there to get free sweets if we played the violin. All I could do was Tinkle Little Star. There was a clothes shop on the main road, a butchers, hairdressers, and post ofice - all from terraced housing. I remember Mr Morris, the first headteacher, and then Mr Phillips, then Mr Davies. I was scared of Mrs Lloyd!
Mid Glamorgan memories
Happy Memories
My parents, Thomas and Lily Evans, made their first home in a tiny house called the Lamb and Flag in Llangynwyd, just above Cwmfelin. It was, and still is, the most beautiful place. My father worked down the pit, life was very hard, but my parents went on to have eight children, Ivy, Tommy Letty, Haydn, Phylis, Dillwyn, and Billy. They moved to Cwmfelin and lived in No 12 Maiden Street, where I was born in 1932. We moved again just a bit further down the road to Mill Street. A lady called Mrs Lee had a shop on the corner. My Aunty Harriet and Uncle Gwilym lived just up the road with their son Oswald, and Aunty Mary Jane lived near the school.
Teens
My husband and I used to go dancing in Cwmdu library, it used to be packed with people and we listened to live bands.
This Was The View From my Nana''s Window on Castle Street
This view of the Town Hall brings back wonderful memories of vacations at my grandmother, Charlotte Thomas's, house. She lived on Castle Street and her house looked down this street. On Wednesday mornings we would walk to the market there and shop. My mother, Sally Wynne Thomas McGehee, emigrated to America in 1946 to marry my father. I was born in 1950 and she brought me to Maesteg for visits in 1951, 1953 and 1959. The town looked much like it does in these pictures. Years before that my grandfather, William Thomas, owned a men's clothing store called "The Bon". I wonder if anyone remembers him or his store! I remember the beacon that stood on the corner on the left side of the street and the church that was right next door to Nana's house. I think she lived at #5 Castle Street but I'm not sure. I remember picking gooseberries in the small backyard behind her house and looking up at the mountain (I'll probably spell this wrong)... Read more
Shopping With Mum
I was born in Nantyffllon but came to live in 66 Commecial Street (the Lodging House) and can remember Leslies when I shopped with my mum. My ancestors lived at The Old Engine House, Cwumdu in 1828. Does anyone know where this was, or if it is still a landmark?
Wendy
Castle Street Near The Square
This picture brings back so many memories; just a simple shot of the square in Maesteg, but if you could move that tree way over on the left you would see my grandmother's house at 5B Castle Street; it was called Broadview and I spent many happy hours there in 1951, 1953 and 1959. It was my mother's place of birth and where she was raised until she attended University of London in Torquay during the war years. I believe the tiny glimpse of windows in the far left would be my grandmother's but I'm not absolutely positive on that! Anyone remember Charlotte Thomas or Sally Wynne, my mother? Anyone have any pictures of Castle street?? I have quite a few and I treasure those. I can remember the hospitality of the people and the memories shared when I paid a return visit back in the 1980's. Some people not only remembered my grandmother but they remembered ME as a child visiting there!! Sadly my grandmother's home is now a... Read more
School Days
I went to Llwynderw Senior School. We used to spend our dinner money in town at Tuckers or in a cafe. The cafes used to do lovely steamed pies. When I came to Watford one day I was asked for an English coffee where I worked, he said it was made with water not milk. In Maesteg in the cafe we had lovely coffee.
