Historic maps of Meidrim and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Meidrim maps
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Meidrim area books
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Memories of Meidrim
Memories for Meidrim 1943 and 1957. Evacuee 1943 Yes me and my brother was evacuees from London in 1943. We arrived in Carmarthen and were lead to the cattle market - all we had was a box with a gas mask in it. There was a label on our coat with our name and our address on it . There were lots of other children there too. Some were crying, it was very frighting because we did not know anybody. As I was the eldest I held my brother's and sisters' hand as our mother had told us to . My brother and I were picked out by a lady with gray hair - her name was Mrs Morris. She said she could take my brother and I, but did not have room for my sisters. I said... Read more
Evacuee 1943 to 1957
Yes, me and my brother were evacuees. We came from London by steam train to Carmarthen cattle market in 1943. We were met by a crowd of local people offering to let us stay with them, it was very frighenting, we did not know any body. We had a label on our coat to say who we were, there were four of us, two boys and two girls aged 5 to 10 years old. . Mrs Morris took John and me but she did not have the room for my sisters - my sisters were taken by Mrs Morgan. We found out a couple of days later our sisters were at a farm not far from from us, so we were able to go and see them. We settled... Read more
As a child I lived in a lovely house called Glanafon next to the old County Stores bakery in St Clears with my mother Anglea and step-dad Malcolm, and my 2 sisters, Rosemarie and Teresa. Unfortunately Teresa passed away over 20 years ago whilst we lived in Wales, but the loving memories of my family and fantastic innocent memories of our childhood and upbringing in St Clears will remain forever in my thoughts and heart. Just to get up on a summer holiday and go fishing on the Dewi or Taf with my mates was one of my summer highlights, to catch fresh sewin or salmon, or to just hop on the bus through Laurgharne and to spend the day at Pendine Sands. Oh, the joy of innocent childhood memories, I wouldn't change a thing. As a young adult I had the pleasure and honour of working for the local authority in St Clears and met and worked with some lovely people whose friendship I will always cherish in my... Read more
RE: My Grandparents
Maldwyn and May John of Rose Cottage, Cwmfelin Mynach, my grandparents on my mother's side, Gwenda Doreen Griffiths, eldest daughter and sister to Eleanor Linda Jones, Maldwyn Lesley John and Maldwyn Brian John. Brian still lives there, runs his own garage (Rose Garage). My memory is of going down there in the summer holidays, playing in the sand outside the front door with cars and lorries when I was 2 years old. I'd spend the day there, in the shade of the tree. Every year for the summer holidays I would be there for the whole holiday, then at the age of 5 my grandad passed away, but I still went down for summer holidays. I remember going to see Glen in the shop, next door to my gran's house, then to see all the relatives who lived down there. I was always in the vestry garden catching grasshoppers in a jar, going to the chapel with my gran when she cleaned, there was so much to do in such... Read more
I lived at Clyngwynne Farm until 1987. We moved there from Whitland Abbey where we lived with my husband's parents, Rhodri and Gwendoline Thomas. My husband Rhodri and I took over Clyngwynne Farm after my father-in-law gave up dairy farming. Before that (Benjamin) Alun Thomas lived there as our superb cowman/farm manager with his wife Gwyneth and their three children and a grumpy old sheepdog called Bob who used to bite my ankles. Next door to us in Clyngwynne Mansion lived Hywel and Bethan Williams with their three children. We were very fond of Richard, their eldest son. The time I spent at Clyngwynne were the happiest of my life. We knew all our neighbours and they always had time for us. We never locked the house or the car, there was no need. The Lamb Inn in Llanboidy village was our local watering hole and our children started their education in the village school. Such lovely, happy memories ...
Yr Gof Cynwyl Around 1960
Yr Gof Cynwyl. (I’m no verra guid at the Welsh I doubt) It would be around 1960 that I used to get jobs done at the Cynwyl blacksmith shop. Mr Jones was a good man although crabby at haymaking time. I went there to get something done in the middle of the day one time and he was furiously putting new plates on a mower knife, which the bloke could have done very well himself if he would have bothered. The shop was full of other people waiting to get something done. I went home and came back before 6 the next morning and found him in excellent humor. There was a woman moved into the house next to his and she took the notion that his customers should not park in front of her house although there was nowhere else to go and that is where customers had parked from time immemorial. Probably before Cynwyl Bridge was built. I went to get a job done and parked in the usual manner... Read more
Does anyone know anything else about this property...ie. when built?