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Old photo of Trebanos

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Old map of Trebanos

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Trebanos memories

bora da

i've always as far as i can remember holidayed down in trebanws/pontardawe.went 2 trebanos primary and 1st year clydach.but even though i was only in the welsh skools 4 years i loved it.when i moved bak to glasgow i hated it i classed myself as welsh but now i am scottish[glasweigan]a weegie and proud of it but wales will always b in my heart
Contributed by pauline steele

West Glamorgan memories

bora da

i've always as far as i can remember holidayed down in trebanws/pontardawe.went 2 trebanos primary and 1st year clydach.but even though i was only in the welsh skools 4 years i loved it.when i moved bak to glasgow i hated it i classed myself as welsh but now i am scottish[glasweigan]a weegie and proud of it but wales will always b in my heart
A memory of Trebanos contributed by pauline steele

Skewen 1983/4

I lived in Skewen from September 1983 to May 1984 - only a short time in my life but it made a big impression on me. My wife Fiona, new baby Siobhan and I rented a house at Caenant Terrace facing the railway and the mountain.  We had moved to Wales from the south of England and although our new environment felt strange at first and looked rather harsh with its heavy industry and mountains, we were struck by the exceptional warmth and friendliness of Skewen.
I remember arriving at Caenant Terrace in the rain - it seemed to rain most of our time there - but somehow this was all part of the cosiness we felt in out stonebuilt, centrally-heated ...read more here
A memory of Skewen contributed by John McMillan

My GrandFather

My Grandfather, who served in WWI, is buried in Skewen.  I have a picture of his tombstone, which is very pretty, but I don't know what Cemetary it is.  My Mom's Dad he was - he died when she was 3 years old form the Flu.  His name was Donald C. James (born 1894 - 1927).
A memory of Skewen contributed by Susie Somerville-Franz

Extracts From Trebanos & West Glamorgan books

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".

Parkmill, the Gower Hotel 1910

This was a popular coaching inn; it has since been renamed the Gower Inn to reflect its new-found function as a public house. The attractive building in the centre is the former school, now the West Glamorgan Guides Activity Centre. Further down the road we come to the Gower Heritage Centre.
An extract from from"Swansea Pocket Album".

Swansea, Walter Road 1906

Taken thirteen years after number 32723, this view shows some interesting changes. The addition of tramlines and the double- decker electric tram advertising the famous Ben Evans store would have been brought into service sometime after the turn of the century. Notice also the girl with a hoop on the right, the two inquisitive boys and a somewhat less inquisitive dog.
An extract from from"Swansea Pocket Album".