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Pont-Iets maps
Historic maps of Pont-Iets and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Pont-Iets maps
Pont-Iets photos
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LLangendeirne| Kidwelly| Pwll| Burry Port| Panteg| Pembrey| Porthyrhyd| Llanelli| Ferryside| Cefneithin| Cross Hands| Morfa| Llwynhendy| Bynea
Pont-Iets area books
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Memories of Pont-Iets
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Miner's Daughter
I was born in Gateshead Tyne & Wear. When I was about ten years old my Dad got a job in the pits and we moved to a new housing development in Carway. All of the families came from outside of Wales to work in the pits. I went to the local school which was ill equipped for the huge influx of children. I was in a class with my sister who was two years younger as they couldn't accommodate us all. When I was eleven I went to the Lower Gwendraeth High school where we were made to learn Welsh. I remember knocking about with Derek Wiseman, Derek Goode, and Dorothy Hall among others. I had a friend called Rosemary who was Welsh and lived in the old part of the village and often played with the Davis/Davies children who lived on the local farm.
Bancfosfellen, Pontyberrem
As a child I spent all my holidays on a farm owned by my uncle, Reg Wood and his partner, Marion. This was from the year 1964 approx. It was off the main road but then turn off down a track which seemed to go forever. There was no one around for miles. We used to fetch calves from the market in the back of his Landrover. There was a man called Martin Mahr who used to sleep in the barn seasonally and worked there. One of his friend was called Morlis Ward who had a farm some miles away. I know this is a really really long shot but if any one has the faintest idea what this farm is called I would be eternally grateful. I remember we stopped at a small shop or post office and even though it was a distance on the people knew exactly where it was and who lived there! These days were some of the happiest of my life.
Sardis Cottages
My maternal grandmother Catherine Rosser lived in Sardis Cottages, until she died in 1958, her husband William Henry Rosser lived there until his death in 1962. They are both buried in the local church
Family Connections.
The man standing on the bottom left hand side with the white T-shirt and quiff is my grandad! He is now seventy. The car next to him was his first car and his pride and joy!
HAPPY YEARS
The four cottages in this photograph are of Bryn Terrace, formerly named Bryn Cottages where I lived at No 1 with my sister Beryl and our parents Ceinwen and William John Thacker. My grandparents Mary Ann and William George Davies lived next door at No 2, my grandmother's brother Evan Evans and his family at No 3, and David Morris known as 'The Powndyn' with his family at No 4. I was born in 1939 at No 2 in the parlour of my grandparents' house, but my family at that time lived at a cottage called YR ARCH which is situated behind the Farmers Arms pub close by. I have many happy and fond memories of living at The Bryn, as we called it for 25 years, with the advantage of great parents and outstandingly loving grandparents, with the added bonus of kind neighbours and loyal friends. I have been gifted with a good memory and although the war was nearly over, memories of growing all our own fresh vegetables,... Read more
Evacuation WW2
I recall being evacuated to Llansaint from London as a child of 7. I lived in a small sweet shop in the the village with a family named Phillips, or Philips. I am now 74 so my memories are not too sharp with regards to names and places
but I do recall going into Kidwelly one Saturday evening with some Welsh children from Llansaint village. It was the only cinema for miles around. The film was a Frankenstein one but we had to ask any adult to accompany us in as we were under age. As we were taken in by different adults we were not sitting together.
When I came out of the cinema in Kidwelly I got separated from the children I went there with and found myself lost in this strange town. I decided to start walking back home to Llansaint on my own. I had about sixpence in old money on me and never even knew where the bus stop was, or if there was... Read more
House Next to Idole School
Next door to Idole Primary School was a 2-room house built out of red zinc sheets. It was derelict in the 1960s but the roof and walls remained, along with the small black fireplace inside. My father's family lived there way, way back. I would love a photo to put in my family history file.
