Chwilog

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summer camp

At Sir Josiah Masons Orphanage in Birmingham where I was bought up from 8 - 16 years old we ran both Guide and Scout troops. During our senior years we went to camp at Abererch in the Summer holidays and this was an event that was anticipated with relish, months in advance by those entitled to go.
The camp always coincided with the village children's sports weekend which took place in the adjacent field and we were encouraged to participate. It's probably my age but I recall us always doing rather better than the local children, having said that its probably a selective memory!
The train journey was noisy and exciting, living under canvas and all that went with it was ...read more here
A memory of Abererch contributed by derek wilshaw

I was fortunate enough to have spent a holiday at "Brynawelon", Criccieth in the mid 50's.  I stayed with my Aunt and Uncle who rented a cottage in the grounds.  My Aunt introduced me to Sosia {Soshia} who was the Polish housekeeper's daughter - we were inseparable.  We would slide down the highly polished wooden bannister in the main hallway, onto a lion skin, {I was horrified!}  We hopped and skipped and jumped the days away and all too soon it was time to say goodbye.  I remember our traumatic parting as if it was yesterday, my Aunt turned to my Mother and said "parting is such sweet sorrow". I often think of the delightful girl with the smile that would ...read more here
A memory of Criccieth contributed by Lorna Enslin

Vacations!

As young parents along with our two daughters we would spend many happy vacations in Pwllheli.  Mostly at Butlins Holiday Camp. So many happy memories, arriving at the camp, hoping we would get Blue Camp as it was closer to the amusements and the tennis courts.  The times we would visit the Pwllheli Market. So many happy memories of Pwllheli.  Even now to this day we still talk about those happy days. Both our daughters are grown up now with children of their own so perhaps one day they might take their own children to show them Pwllheli.
A memory of Pwllheli contributed by Brenda Vanderwert

Picton Castle

I lived in Picton Castle,and as a thirteen year old, I delighted to throw plums off our tree down into the playground of Troed Y Allt school,and watch the scramble of the children take place! It was whilst we lived there that the entire walls were covered with stone pieces, and I would enjoy jumping off the scaffold onto a big heap of sand. Happy days indeed.
A memory of Pwllheli contributed by Robert Jones