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My Ancesters
I am seeking information on my grandfather, born1856. He lived at Pen Y Bont, Pandy Tudor, between 1879 and c1935. He was miller there and later Game Keeper. He went blind at an early age. Letters to him from my mother were read and answered by a kind neighbour. His name was John Jones. His wife was Mary [nee Hughes]. My mother Mary Anne. Any information most welcome.
Clwyd memories
A Special Place - Marie Woods
I visited the Gwytherin church and the Lion Inn in August 2007 and was upset to learn that the church is now deconsecrated. It seemed to us to be a very special place with the megaliths, the connection to St Winifride, the wonderful ancient yews. What is the future for this sacred spot - will it be sold to a developer? It seems to deserve a protected status. I am sure that many people would love to visit this village and spend time in the peaceful grounds. I don't have any connection to Wales, coming from New Zealand and am unlikely to ever return but I will always remember Gwytherin - and the coffee that the delightful proprietor of the inn shouted us!
My Childhood
Well what can I say! My father was born in the village and of course my grandparents lived and died there.They lived at number 1 Maes ye Llan (probably spelt wrong) and with my dad living in Manchester bringing up 3 children with my mum we were always in the village at my grandparents.The memories that I have are all brilliant playing in the playfields which is now a housing estate with all the locals that we knew and fishing in the river as well as swimming there in the summer, going to the village bakery to buy some of the tasty shortbread we used to pig out on.I would love to just be able to go back in time for 1 day and night and to be at their house with the coal fire going and to sit as a family like we used to, it would be the best thing ever.I still sometimes go back to the village to the cemetery and drive round to see if I... Read more
Childhood in Bryn Y Maen
As far as I was concerned there was nowhere else, only what I read or what my parents told me, my life centred around the post office, church, vicarage and Bryn Eglwys, and the neighbouring farms, the lovely views to the west. Buses to Colwyn Bay, exactly as described, characters in the hamlet, and the outbreak of war, the Home Guard, reminiscent of Dad's Army, the A.R.P., rationing, less sold in the shop consequently, gathering fruits of nature, country walks, listening to the radio, craft work, simple treats never forgotten, bilingual teaching in Llwydgoed school from Kate Lloyd, who was a lovely lady. Happy carefree days.
Happy Days
First holiday away without mum and dad. Not yet eighteen and big wories about being served in The Kinmel, crikey, they served anyone!
The gang included Nick Worsley, Chris Booth, Pete Clough, Sally Taylor and many more whose names I have forgotten.
My father used to enjoy fishing off the rocks by the lifeboat station and his ashes were scattered there when he passsed away in 2004
I now go back with my own two kids and stay at The Crown And Anchor cottages by the beach.
Best place on the planet........
MOELFRE - The Stoney Beach & The Lifeboat Station
Parents in the (old) Kinmel Arms, boozing over an extened lunch time - my brother and me exiled to the adjoning stoney beach where we passed the hours away crushing the softer red stones into powder or skimming the flatter stones on the water's edge. We also built "stone towers" and tried to knock them over from about 20 ft away! Every so often we were given a pineapple juice from the pub with those packets of onions/cheese & biscuits. Sometimes the peace and serenity of the place was shattered by the rocket gun from the lifeboat station on the headland. Everyone piled out of the pub - in whatever state they were - and high-tailed it over the headland to the lifeboat station, in time to see the lifeboat skate down the ramp into the sea - great excitement. In those days we were members of Red Wharf Bay Sailing Club, at Traech Bychan beach where Mum used to cook eggs and bangers for lunch on an old little... Read more
Buses
At the age of fourteen I moved from Rhuthin to live with my gran, Ketura Roberts, who lived in one of the houses opposite the Castle Pub. The bus route was up Llysfaen Hill and past the Semaphore pub, this at the time had a butchers shop integrated with the pub, and was also the first pub in the area to serve Wrexham lager. On one of the visits to get meat for gran, that may I add was very occasional, I was invited being the only person in the pub to taste this new lager and me at the age of fourteen being a connoisseur of such intoxicating liquers, did not like it and never touched the stuff again. Before this, as with the Castle pub, beer was in barrels behind the bar and served from a tap on the wooden barrel known as a hogshead, and only mild and bitter was served, the ladies' drink at the time was Babycham. Gran loved her Babycham on Saturday nights, but... Read more
