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Llangennith memories

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Living at East Cwm Ivy

Llanmadoc, Cwm Ivy 1937

Lived at East Cwm Ivy as a child from 1973 to 1980. This photo does not show our house but the view from it to the houses you go past to go to the beach.
A memory of Llanmadoc contributed by Kathy dudley

On our way to Three Cliffs Bay

Parkmill, the Village 1893

For my sister, Carol, and I, Parkmill meant only one thing - Shepherd's Shop.
The only place to buy ice cream and sweets and even the new 'Coca Cola'. We always stopped here on our way to and my aunt's wooden bungalow almost on the beach at Three Cliffs Bay where we spent many, many happy summers. What wonderful days they were.
A memory of Parkmill contributed by Julia Cousins

My Mom's little Dog

Mom was born in Swansea in 1924. She adopted a dog from our local Animal Care and Control in Michigan 1998 - she fell in love with her.  She named her Pennard after this place. She loved it here.
A memory of Pennard contributed by Susie Somerville-Franz

Happy Days

I was thrilled to see your photo of Cecil Road as the houses on the left are in Hill Street and my Grandmother lived at number 2, the left hand house.
I have very Happy Memories of holidays with 'Mam' at Hill Street. My Dad, Dudley Williams was born a Hill Street along with his 7 siblings. The Williams family were very much a part of Gowerton life at the turn of the last century. My Great Grandfather, John Williams, lived in Church Street and raised 10 children. He was very involved in the local Baptist Chapel and all aspects of local life. My Grandmother's family ran Thomas butchers, on the corner of Sterry Road opposite the Gower Inn, also featured ...read more here
A memory of Gowerton contributed by Julie Netton

Extracts From Llangennith & West Glamorgan books

Llangennith, Burry Holmes Sand Dunes c1950

There is evidence that this headland was occupied during the Iron Age. It is thought that one or two stock-rearing families lived here, with banks and ditches across the neck of the promontory. At high tide, the headland becomes an island, making it easier to defend. The priory was attacked by Vikings in 986.
An extract from from"Glamorgan Photographic Memories".

Llangennith, General Stores and Church c1965

According to legend St Kennith was sent down the river Loughor in a coracle, landed on Worm’s Head and founded a monastery at Llangennith. Around 1474, a petition to Henry VI was drafted complaining that a priest named Hugh Haddesley and Sir Hugh John, taking advantage of the turmoil caused by the Wars of the Roses, ‘have seized on the priory of Llangennith’.
An extract from from"Glamorgan Photographic Memories".

Swansea, Brynmill Park 1925

In July 1905, the National Lifeboat Association held a demonstration on the lake. Good Friday and Easter Monday would see a miniature fair—stalls for refreshments, model yacht racing on the reservoir, rowing boats for hire, bowls and so on. Here we see the ‘tropical island’ with its giant Gunnera and the half-timbered lodge.
An extract from from"Swansea Pocket Album".

Mumbles, Blackpill 'Roman' Bridge 1893

This is not, in fact a Roman bridge at all, but was probably built in the 18th century. This fact could be slightly awkward for Roman Court and Roman Bridge Lane, two newly-built housing developments nearby. The bridge is now the subject of controversy: it is scheduled for relocation to make way for a leisure centre.
An extract from from"Swansea Pocket Album".

The ivy-clad castle is approached via Castle Avenue. ‘Oystermouth Castle is a majestic ruin, in a bold situation near the sea coast, com- manding a delightful prospect of the country, and surrounded by broken cliffs’. (Benjamin Malkin, c1803).
An extract from from"Swansea Pocket Album".