Newton, West Glamorgan

Mumbles Memories

My Great, Great, Grandfather planted these trees which you can see running down the middle of the photo in 1883 when the cemetery was opened and they are still present to this day.
His name was Henry Harris (1827-1911).  He died at 84yrs old. His wife Elizabeth Harris passed away in 1920 aged 88yrs at the Cemetery Lodge where they both... [more]

A Happy Memory

Whenever I heard the words "The Mumbles" as a child, it conjured up a very romantic image in my mind. According to family history, my Great-grandfather Thomas Stokes proposed to my Great-grandmother Matilda Thomas there. I can just imagine them enjoying the lovely view and sea air and planning their future. They left Wales for America in 1908, never to return... [more]

The Pier!

I have many happy memories of Mumbles Pier from the 1950s onwards. It was a place of Penny Slot Machines and there were lots of opportunities to spend your pocket money and have fun! I can remember the Laughing Policeman exhibit - a penny in the slot started a unusual and rather scary model of a Policeman, complete with helmet, swaying... [more]

Childhood memories in the Mumbles

I was born in London, but my Mother came from the Mumbles, so several times a year we took the train from Paddington on our journey to Swansea. With a large family of grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins, the sea, the beaches and the freedom, I thought I was in heaven! This photo of the Mumbles in 1954 was just as... [more]

Ghostly happenings!!!

I recall my father Gerry Richards of West Cross telling me that when the building was no longer being used( he was then an acting security man having formerly tended the gardens and the boiler system) that he and his colleague were in the kitchen when they heard footsteps(the clicking of high heels) coming from the internal corridor towards the closed... [more]

My Mom's little Dog

Mom was born in Swansea in 1924. She adopted a dog from our local Animal Care and Control in Michigan 1998 - she fell in love with her.  She named her Pennard after this place. She loved it here.

On our way to Three Cliffs Bay

For my sister, Carol, and I, Parkmill meant only one thing - Shepherd's Shop.
The only place to buy ice cream and sweets and even the new 'Coca Cola'. We always stopped here on our way to and my aunt's wooden bungalow almost on the beach at Three Cliffs Bay where we spent many, many happy summers. What wonderful... [more]

Walter Road

107 Walter Road,Swansea was the scene of many happy school holidays.It is still there, butis now a business address. My Bampie and Nanny Price lived there, with Nan's mum Nanny Rees occupying the back downstairs room as a bedroom-come-sitting room,she had French doors out to the garden and the outside toilet. Upstairs lived my Dad's sister and her husband and daughter, my Aunty... [more]