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Gwynedd memories
Nefyn Beach
The beach cafe shown in the photo entitled 'the anchorage' was owned and run by my aunts, the Misses Miriam and Evelyn Wales, whose father moved to Morfa Nefyn in the late 1800s to take charge of the cable station linked to Ireland. Also my brother was born in the cottage which is sideways on to the sea. Apart from the ghastly sea wall and breakwater nothing has greatly changed.
Happy Days in The Sun
This was my idea of heaven. For 7 years during my early childhood we went to Nefyn for 2 weeks during the summer. Dad always rented a beach hut to "brew up in" and hold the deckchairs and swimming stuff. The highlight of the holidays was going fishing for mackeral in "Dick Jones boat" Happy times just playing cricket on the beach, rock pooling or in and out of the sea. So many memories of people long gone. How I long for those days to return.
Childhood Memories
Our family stayed in a caravan on Mrs Botts farm Tyn-y-Cae every other year during the 1940s-1950s. It usually rained for most of the holiday but it was father's rule that we (himself, my older sister and myself) climbed the mountain behind the farm and mother would wave a tablecloth from the field once we had reached the top, which took quite a while when you are only 4 or 5 years old. We did this every holiday without fail. Another memory was the village sweet shop, the lady was a great friend and kept us supplied with the best peanut brittle I have ever tasted. We usually managed to see the Rose Queen parade, viewing all the gifts the local firms had donated in the electric shop (I think).
Do You Know Tony And Roberta Williams of Nefyn?
My memorys of Nefyn:
Our family used to stay on a caravan site just outside Nefyn village up by the little garage and football pitch. We came from Liverpool, and me and my sisters Ann and Tereasa and brother Gary spent hours on the football field. We are all Evertonians. We met a couple of kids about our age, say between 11 -12, they lived in Nefyn, Tony and Roberta Williams. Tony was a bit of a lad who knew all the local boys, Roberta was great fun and we all got on great together. We often would go the picture house in Nefyn and we saw 'Zulu'. My mum and dad would go to the Ind Coop pub in the village and then pick us up from the pics and get us fish and chips in the village. The corner shop was great, a wonderful lady served there, I cannot think of her name but she really took a shine to us. I often wonder how Tony and Roberta... Read more
Nantbeach
My family moved Nant in 1948. I was only about a year old then, so I don't really remember much of those early years. I do however recall spending many days playing on the beach with my older brothers and sisters. I also remember playing on the shipwreck of 'Amy Summerfield' which was beached in a violent storm. We lived in Plas-y-Nant and I recall playing with our next door neighbour George Scott who was about the same age as me. As far as I remember he left Nant before we did and I never heard from again. We left Nant about 1952 and went to live at Ty-uchaf and I attended Llithfaen school until we finally left Wales and moved to Newcastle on Tyne. Although I only lived in Llithfaen for a few years I have many many happy memories of this time and visit as often as I can.
Wonderful Childhood
I lived in Crib-y-mor with my grandmother, Emily Roberts, and my mother Patricia Jones (both originally Williamson). I lived opposite Tom Roberts and at an early age developed my own system of visiting everyone. First I would go across to Tom's and follow him around watching him weld or milk the cows or help with plucking chickens. One day we came across a snake and he despatched it very quickly. Most days I would put on my wellies and walk up the lane to the Doctor's cottage and race snails up the kitchen window! Next port of call was Errol's, a girl much older than myself, where I would follow the ducks and be chased by the geese. Next was up to the stream bounding the Pool's farm which I would dam, and then onto the farm. There were 3 Poole sons, David was oldest and I cannot remember the other two. Sometimes I would spend the night there and go back home next day. We left to go... Read more
Working at The Co-Op Shop
I was born in Llanbedrog at Tyn y Siop, moved to 5 Caehendy when 6 years old. Many of my friends have now have passed away, fond memories of Gareth --Phillip---Gwynfryn --- Dafydd. The bicycle you see by the shop (which was the Co-op) was the one I used after school to make deliveries to customers. My pay was £1 per week.
Best time in Llanbedrog was the summer months when the beach was full and busy with the boats etc.
