Llanfachraeth

Read and share memories of Llanfachraeth and Gwynedd inspired by Frith photos

Life in the village

Was wonderful to see this postcard, as I was a child of 7 living in the village, when the photo.was taken. When we moved to the village in 1954 there was no electricity, water was from the village pump and people used chemical or earth closets. In 1960, there was mains water and electricity but no proper sanitation. I have wonderful memories of living in the village, playing in the fields and having easy access to the beach. I have visited the village quite a few times in the past 10 years and have met up with old child hood friends.
Contributed by Bob Hughes

Life in the village

Was wonderful to see this postcard, as I was a child of 7 living in the village, when the photo.was taken. When we moved to the village in 1954 there was no electricity, water was from the village pump and people used chemical or earth closets. In 1960, there was mains water and electricity but no proper sanitation. I have wonderful memories of living in the village, playing in the fields and having easy access to the beach. I have visited the village quite a few times in the past 10 years and have met up with old child hood friends.
A memory of Llanfachraeth contributed by Bob Hughes

Maelog Lake Hotel

A schoolfriend of my former wife (now sadly deceased) married a Rhosneigr man and lived in the village. In order to visit them  my wife, I and our year old daughter visited Rhosneigr first in 1971, again in 1973 and for the last time in 1977 when our son was three years old. We stayed each time at the Maelog Lake Hotel which was then run by Dennis and Elsie Clutton.  We had marvellous holidays in Rhosneigr and spent many hours on the wonderful beaches with our children.  We also spent many hours in the bar of the hotel with Dennis and some of the locals sampling some of Dennis's cocktails and, more potently, his 100% dark rum!

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A memory of Rhosneigr contributed by Colin Carey

Guest houses in Beach Road

I spent most of my earliest summer holidays in the Fifties and Sixties at Rhosneigr and have idyllic memories of whole days spent with family or with friends of my age in the sand-dunes; campfires, charred sausages, shrimping in the rockpools and ice cream from the Marigold, pocket money to be spent at the Bon Marche or Madge Britton's shop opposite the clock. It was a case of history repeating itself, for my father, Clifford Hughes, had spent his summers there too in the 1920s at the guest house, Erylmor, in Beach Road run by his Aunt Mary, who retired to Beach Terrace. We stayed further down at The Anchorage, then run by the Bowdens - he, Geoff? was in the ...read more here
A memory of Rhosneigr contributed by Adrian Hughes