Brithdir

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The caravan park owned by Mr Pughe

In 1972 when my parents had a caravan on Mr Pughes site we had a Sprite Muskateer owned first by my grandad, Lesley Fellows and his wife Louise. I have very fond memories of the caravan site, and can still remember all the old caravans there.
A memory of Dinas Mawddwy contributed by mark fellows

Arthog

From early 1960s onwards:  At school in London we had 2 summer holidays at Min-y-Don. The first time we travelled by coach, we got lost and arrived in the dark.  The following year we came by train from Paddington.  We had to change at Gobowen and Ruabon, arriving late in the afternoon.  My pals and I spent all our time exploring the area, on one excursion we were dropped off at Abergwynolwyn and had to make our way back over Cader Idris. Two of us lost our bearings slightly and arrived back nearer to Dolgellau than Arthog and had to thumb a lift home. Probably wouldn't be allowed now. Walking one evening a farmer pulled up in his Land Rover and ...read more here
A memory of Arthog contributed by Alan Spillett

llanuwchllyn

Mums family are from the village, I have wonderful memories of staying with my grandmother at Aran Lane, which is at the bottom of the street on the right. On hearing a train, I used to rush out into the main road to see the train going over the railway bridge. My great uncle Tex had the butchers shop in the village, but spent most of his time in my grandmothers house drinking cups of tea. There was also my great uncle John, who used to ride about on a bike that had a creaky chain. He refused to oil it as he felt people knew he was coming, when they heard his bike!
A memory of Llanuwchllyn contributed by Bob Hughes

The Plas Mynach Llanaber road

60 odd years ago Plas Mynach was de-requisitioned from war service.  I worked for a Mr Hamblin from Birmingham, he had purchased the building to reopen as a hotel after we had refurbished throughout. All food stuff was still on ration so we kept a pig, ducks fowl etc, and scoured the district farms to buy eggs, butter and the odd lamb, all very hush hush in those days.  The work was very hard, from 7.30am until 9pm was quite common.  I well remember the new white cinema with a tin roof, when it rained you could not hear the sound track.
What has happened to Plas Mynach now, I have many memories.

A memory of Barmouth contributed by derek hyde