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Morvil maps
Historic maps of Morvil and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Morvil maps
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Pontfaen| Maenclochog| Newport| Dinas Cross| Parrog| Fishguard| Eglwyswrw
Morvil area books
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Dyfed memories
Pre-History
The centre of Trecwn lies in a valley within say, two kilometres of three ancient hill settlements. I visited one which had a "roadway" entrance carved or hacked through the rock. At the time I felt I wanted to know more of life in that place as it was about 2000 to 3000 years' ago. I still feel the same about life in that place (as it was about 2056 to 3056 years' ago)!
Parrog From My Childhood
Parrog has changed very little in the 4 decades that I have been visiting and probably for decades before my arrival. I first visited as a child each year and now take my own daughter there each year too. The houses remain the same, only the faces change (some of them anyway - we're almost all repeat visitors). It is totally unspoilt by the modern world yet has everything you need. The activities my daughter Megan and I do are the same that I did with my family as a child. The halyards clinking in the Estuary are music to my ears. Newport and Parrog are my boltholes and I know that if life gets tough, I can always escape to the safe haven of my childhood. There is no place on earth like it for me and I have spent many happy holidays there - long may it stay the same.
My Wonderful Childhood
I was Born in 1968, and resided in a small 2 bedroom house in Maes Morfa, Newport Pembs with my elder brother, sister and mother and father. Little did I know how blessed I was. Although life seemed to be quite difficult in those days, money was short and hard to come by, yet I feel we were born into a wealth of beauty living in Newport. From my parents window we overlooked the local playing fields and Newport Estuary and as far as Berry Hill farm acarage. The river was enriched with many different birds, their songs and cries all a part of my recognition of home. From a very young age The Parrog became a place we regularly visited with our mother. During the summer holidays, her basket was always full of picnic treats. The rocks upon which we sat on to eat our lunch are still there today. I always remember the warmth of the stones having had the sun raise upon... Read more
Beautiful Quiet Abercych.
I was born in Abercych in 1930 but went to Swansea in 1934. When I qualified as a pharmacist in 1952 I went abroad to work, in Central Africa (N. Rhodesia and then Nyasaland) then the Gilbert & Ellice Islads in the Pacific then Saudi Arabia but after each contract in these places I came back to Wales and always came to Abercych where I had an Uncle Jack (Central) who was the last man to hold a licence to fish for salmon using a net and coracle. He had a general store in the centre of the village and I often saw a salmon that he had caught on display in his shop. It is one of the most beautiful villages in Wales with lovely views across the Teifi valley. Anyone in that area should visit the village.
The author of Pembrokeshire book describes this pic as houses on the edge of the cliff. The buildings are actually an ex wartime camp containing a searchlight unit and some coastal guns. Now a caravan park.
Robblins Sweet Shop
I remember Mrs Robblin used to keep a sweet shop in her pantry, which you had to walk through her living room to get to. I lived in Hill Park and as children we would walk up to the top of Coxhill and her house was tucked in on the left hand side.
I remember there would usually be a coal fire burning and two gentlemen sat on a sofa smoking their pipes!
Years later my Aunty, Uncle and cousin lived in the very house, and it had been modernised by then.
The Abandoned Car.
This photograph shows my father's car reg EDE 3 at the traffic lights in Castle Square. He was William Gywther Thomas, Divisional Highways Surveyor. The reason the car looks as if it has been abandoned was that the traffic lights had failed and father was investigating the reason at the control box on the corner of the street to the left of the photograph out of shot. The police are there to direct the traffic which was not very taxing as you can see from the volume of traffic passing through the square.
