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North Cornelly maps
Historic maps of North Cornelly and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all North Cornelly maps
North Cornelly photos
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Maudlam| Pyle| Kenfig Hill| Nottage| Porthcawl| Margam| Newton| Merthyr Mawr| Aberkenfig| Candleston| Cefn Glas| Tondu| Ogmore-By-Sea| Bridgend| Llangynwyd| Southerndown| Bryncethin| Ewenny| Abergarw| Dunraven Bay| Aberavon| Port Talbot| Maesteg| Pontycymer
North Cornelly area books
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Memories of North Cornelly
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Mid Glamorgan memories
Evacuee With Thomas Family
The lovely Thomas family took me in as an evacuee during the war years, they had a daughter, Myra or similar. Sundays were special, we visited grandparents up on a hill. Moria C.M. Sunday School presented me with a Bible which I still have. Night chapel, the children had to go down the front and read a text in Welsh which I managed to get through. Mr Thomas was in the police force. I remember feeling very strange at first but they were such a lovely family I have nothing but fond memories of my stay. I have been living in Australia since 14 years of age, and am now a grand-mother of 7 grandchildren, and have three wonderful sons and daughter-in-laws.
The Rail Line
I remember as kids we used to watch the trains go past Nottage Halt, to look at the old track now it is hard to imagine anything other than a tractor using it. One day we walked through the railway tunnel that used to go under Nottage, it's probably still there, though blocked off at each end.
Push And Pull
In the 1950s the push and pull train would stop at Nottage Halt if you put your handout I went frequently on the train to Pyle to watch the express trains come thundering through, I was only six and travelled on my own for the day. I remember playing on the Josephs farm on Stormy Down, happy days!
Carefree Days
It is lovely to see the old photos of Porthcawl. Our family used to go there every summer for a holiday in a rented bungalow, none of your mod cons then. But they were great times spent there, lots of laughter and fun. I’m talking of the early 50's, when building sand castles and a stick of rock were all you wanted. I’ve got some lovely photos of times spent there with my lovely grandmother and my aunts and uncle, special times. I have to smile now as people nowadays wouldn’t accept that old bungalow, it was very basic. And the grass outside was 2 foot high. But nobody cared in those days, it was all about finding your own enjoyment - glorious days.
Growing Up
How wonderful to find this web site. I am the second generation of my family to be born, brought up and still live in Porthcawl. I consider myself very lucky to live here and fully appreciate both the seaside and the country which is easily and quickly accessible. Porthcawl is a great place to live it retains much of the community spirit I remember from childhood. I can still walk down John Street and meet local people I grew up with.
Family Visit
I bought a book about Porthcawl in the town, and was delighted to find a photo of myself and my brother standing by the lake, with my mother's family sitting on the bench to the top left of the photo! They had arrived from Northern Ireland for a visit, and we always had to wear Sunday best whilst out, even to the fairground! I sent for a print, and it is now in pride of place in my hallway for everyone to see. Thanks for the memory of life in my home town
Wartime
We were bombed out in Cardiff during the blitz in Cardiff and my father got us a house in Porthcawl. We lived on Mackworth Road. I have many happy memories of those days. I went to New Road School and then to the senior school, now a comprehhensive I think. I left Porthcawl in 1953 but still try and get back to Porthcawl every year for a short break, I wonder if any of the people I schooled with or spent my teenage years with remember me and those great nights dancing at the Grand Pavilion. John Price
