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Pentwynmawr maps
Historic maps of Pentwynmawr and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Pentwynmawr maps
Pentwynmawr photos
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Newbridge| Pontllanfraith| Penmaen| Oakdale| Blackwood| Crumlin| Cwmcarn| Pontywaun| Maes-Y-Cwmmer| Maesycwmmer| Hengoed| Gilfach| Llanhilleth| Aberbeeg| Aberbargoed| Ystrad Mynach| Bargoed| Markham| Llanbradach| Six Bells| Machen| Risca| Bedwas| Pontymister| Abertillery| Llanfabon| Cwm| Cwmtillery| Cwmbran| Sebastopol
Pentwynmawr area books
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Memories of Pentwynmawr
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Gwent memories
THE CIRCUS!
I was born in 1941 and can remember hiding under the stairs when the Germans were trying to bomb Crumlin Viaduct, and after the war the thrill of the park at the top of our street filling with strange people, large tents being erected and the aroma of strange and wonderful happenings. Widsor Park was now an erotic theatre of faraway places and strange animals, all at the top of the avenue, what a thrill to see elephants, tigers, lions and various other species in reality. Can anyone else remember these times?Clive Walker, Micheal Cooke, Ossy Lewis, Hadyn Persie, we all tried to get in for free in one way or another but to no avail. Fun times when the sun shone throughout the holidays and when the circus eventually left we had the the fairground with dodgems and carousels. Fun times that left the war forgotten in the tumultuous excitement of pleasure for a short period.Those days are long gone and I wonder if you can remember the name... Read more
Old Times
Does anyone remember going to the pictures in the “Memo” run by Mr Jones? He always stood in the foyer. After queuing outside, up the slope, through the glass doors and straight in front was the shop, 3d for some “woodies” (woodbine cigarettes). We always sat down stairs at the back for 9d. and two films. I can also remember Mr Salisbury’s hardware shop which smelt wonderful. Looking at the photographs it brings it all back even going to Greenfield Secondary Modern. Really good to see the old buildings.
The Miller's Van in This Photo.
I travelled with Mr Moor, the miller, in this Ford van as he went from house to house selling grain food for chickens etc. I also paid a weekly visit to the mill which charged our accumulator acid battery that powered our wireless (radio). I recently visited the mill and spent an enjoyable hour being shown around and seeing an actual copy of the distress message sent out by the Titanic which Mr Moor picked up, after it struck the iceberg in 1912. My home was in Brynteg Avenue and I now live in Northern Ireland.
It's All Chicken Feed!
Hello all, my name is Robin Harries, and in 1965 I was a teenager. Mr Moore (I think Len was his name) used to drive the Ford van and deliver to our farm (which was Cwmdraw Farm) with the chicken feed. He was a lovely man, and when you spoke to him about anything, which he thought was amazing, he would always reply by saying "Due Due Due" (I think thats how you spell it) which I have been told is Welsh for "God". Sometimes my father would need more corn because we had been to Abergavenny market and bought more chickens, so sometimes I would go with him to the mill. Then when I got older (18 years old) I went to Usk College of Agriculture, where I learned how to look after poultry. I then had my own poultry farm in Stroud with 45,000 chickens, I'm sure Mr Moore would have liked the order to supply all that chicken feed, many tons a week. I then started a... Read more
Graham Clive Cale James
Between 1938-1949 I lived in Llanarth Road then at Bryn Road 1949-1959. There was no Springfield Estate (only Springfield Villas, about 6 houses). Tradespeople at that time were Davies the bakers with door to door delivery by horse and cart, the horse was named Boulter and his driver was Oliver Tovey, W.A.Ford greengrocer, Starks grocers shop opposite Pont. Low Level Station and Richards, grocer/greengrocer at Pont. bridge. Opposite Richards shop was Pantycelyn Stores. The other side of the bridge was Gibbs Brothers Garage (purchased by my grandfather in 1939/40) and the Greyhound Hotel. The Gibbs family all lived at Llanarth Road and Islwyn Terrace. Ynyswen House was the home to the park keeper of the Welfare Ground and The Dell was the home of the swimming baths superintendant, Jack Musselwhite. At No.2 Springfield Cottages lived Nan Withers, the only person I knew who lived over 100yrs. Belmont Garage on Newbridge Road were agents for Triumph cars and motorcycles. Gibbs Brothers were agents for Ford vehicles. Next to Belmont Garage was... Read more
Early Days
My family moved from Cwmfelinfach to 20 Millbrook Road, Pontllanfraith in 1948, a brand new house, with an indoor and outdoor toilet. Our next door neighbour was Mr and Mrs Tiley, who had two sons, Terry and Robert. My early schooling was spent in Pontllanfraith Infants, then the Juniors and Primary. Our play areas were down the mill, the field by the vicarage and Lovells, the stables. Across the common to Williams the scrapyard. We used to love going in Fords or Baters for our blackjacks and penny glasses of Tizer pop. I had a paper round when I was 11 years of age with Williams who had the newsagents opposite the Plough pub. I left the Juniors and went to Oakdale to Rhiw Syr Daffyd school for 10 months before being sent to Pontllanfraith Technical School, boys only. Those of you who went there will remember that the school was all over the village. The main building just down from Vics cafe. The canteen across the road in a... Read more
War Time at The Penllwyn
As a lad of 12 + I used to visit the Penllwyn with my friend. There was a massive tented camp full of American soldiers. They were there for some time and we would freely walk about the tents. One day we arrived and every single tent had gone.
