Black Point

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Names of the people in photograph

The men on the wall are (looking from left to right)
Charles Matthews
William Matthews
Sydney Matthews (Charles's son who died quite young.)
The little girl in the background was a Miss Jones who lived at No 1 West End.
A memory of Beaumaris contributed by Mr DM Owen

Llanddona

Went to Llanddona as a baby and still going. Every year we went in the October holiday and stayed for a week. When I was 1year old a cat had attached herself to us and as we left she jumped in the car so home she came. She passed away when I was 21, what an age. The big rock on the beach we always called Grandad's rock. now my kids call it Grandad rock. We spent many an hour sat on top. We always made a swing over the river at the bottom of the hill road but we must have been trespassing because ever other day the farmer cut it down and we put it back up again. We ...read more here
A memory of Llanddona contributed by caroline sherburn (bugg)

Living in Llanddona

My childhood years were fantastic. I loved the hot summer months, especially the walks to the beach, just being free.  The smell of the sea air, and the fresh air.  I spent most of my time outside playing. I loved going to school and learning Welsh.  I miss Llanddona.  I am now in Manchester and have two grown up sons, but I promise one day, I will return, to enjoy the smell of LLanddona. If anyone reads this and remembers me, my dad was Gareth Rowlands, and my mum then Susan Rowland.  I had 2 sisters, Michelle and Mandy, please reply to this. Thank you for reading. Would also love to see some photos of the place now.
A memory of Llanddona contributed by Donna rowlands

A wet weekend in Wales!

I used to work and study in Manchester for several years in the 1960's and frequently travelled back to my home town of Hatch End to see my girlfriend, Angela Chapuis. Sometimes she would come up north to see me. One wet weekend in April 1967 Angela and I set off from Manchester to visit North Wales in my old car.  We stayed in youth hostels and hoped to climb Snowdon as both of us enjoyed outdoor adventures with the scouts and guides over the years. We were beaten back by appalling weather so she took me to nearby Llanfairfechan to see her grandparents instead. The warm cottage was a most welcome respite. I have not seen Llanfairfechan since 1967 and ...read more here
A memory of Llanfairfechan contributed by John Howard Norfolk