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 Abergele, the Beach c1965 (ref: A10053) |
Year: 1965
Abergele - beach & town circa 1965
Looking at this photo, I'm taken back to summers on that beach full of pebbles and the cafe shown with its novel smell, something like milky coffee! At about this time Abergele had a cinema, upstairs in the market street. My parents owed Coed Mor, a guest house in the town, and some of the children staying with us and I went to see "The Incredible Journey", a film about two dogs and a cat traveling across country (USA or Canada) to find their owners. Not a dry eye in the house and I've never been able to watch the film since! Last edited: 08/09/2008 10:55 by Jane Williams |
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Year: 1971
Harold
I grew up in Abergele and I remember a man called Harold. He was a sort of 'tramp' I use this word rather in caution because he lived in a small shack by Slaters on what is now the Tesco car park. He helped out at the cattle market which was again sighted where Teso'c is now. As a boy I was a little afraid of him because he tended to be a little erratic which was not surpising considering the boys used to hound him. He cut a rather sad figure and I reckon he must have been around my age now (50 ish). I left Abergele in the 80's and I wonder what became of him. One epsode I remember was that once he stopped a man and asked him "have you got a match?" The man gave him a match and he then said "And a smoke to go with it" Another time he was walking through town and he was complaining about a pram in his way. The mother of the child in the pram said "O get on your way Harold" and Harold apologised and helped push the pram. I think to me he was an enigmatic person. Am I getting lost in nostalgia or were those days a little more innocent? Posted: 01/07/2006 01:35 by John England |
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 Rhyd-Y-Foel, Village c1955 (ref: R289057) |
Year: 1960
Aunt Jane's house A memory of Rhyd-Y-Foel, Clwyd The date is approximate. I was very young, about 6 at the time. I lived with my family in a village called Sandycroft, about 7 miles from Chester. We visited my great Aunt Jane who lived in one of the middle cottages in this picture. I remember a very small kitchen and her buttering an uncut loaf of bread liberally, then slicing it very finely for our tea. Afterwards we walked up the steep hill next to the row of cottages. I remember looking down on the cottages from the top of the hill. It seemed a mammoth walk for small legs. This is a very strong memory. My grandfather's family came from Llandulas nearby. These are my Welsh roots. I have lived in Nottingham now for 36 years. I remain in contact with one schoolfriend who lives in Colwyn Bay. I always feel very calm when I visit this neck of the woods compared with the bustle of the city. Posted: 03/06/2006 22:09 by Carol Posnett |
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 Towyn, Winkups Camp c1955 (ref: t181061) |
Year: 1955
winkups camp towyn A memory of Towyn, Clwyd When I was 18 in 1955 my Mum booked us a Chalet at Winkups Camp, Towyn. There was Mum, stepfather, myself and 3 sisters aged 5yrs, 3yrs and3 months. Off we went from Huddersfield in Yorkshire in our little Austin 7 (I think), I can remember the excitement now. I think my Mum paid £5 for the week, anyway on arrival we all piled out of the car and Mum went to register in, the lady came and looked at us in dismay and said "But you've only booked for four people". Mum said but there are only four, 3 adults, 2 children make another one, and you can't count a baby, the last bit said with almost a note of triumph, no more was said about that and she led us to our "chalet" which was in fact a hen hut. I'm not saying it had ever been used for hens, but the little gaps that the hens were supposed to use had been boarded over, so it was obviously a hen hut, a very snug hen hut I must say as well. But despite all that we had a wonderful holiday, the sun shone gloriously all week so I have happy memories of that holiday. I was reminiscing to my children about that holiday and they suggested looking it up on the internet. I never expected to see anything and was amazed when it came up with a picture from 1955 as well . Last edited: 22/02/2008 14:27 by Margaret Cambell |
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Year: 1960
Buses A memory of Llysfaen, Clwyd At the age of fourteen I moved from Rhuthin to live with my gran, Ketura Roberts, who lived in one of the houses opposite the Castle Pub. The bus route was up Llysfaen Hill and past the Semaphore pub, this at the time had a butchers shop integrated with the pub, and was also the first pub in the area to serve Wrexham lager. On one of the visits to get meat for gran, that may I add was very occasional, I was invited being the only person in the pub to taste this new lager and me at the age of fourteen being a connoisseur of such intoxicating liquers, did not like it and never touched the stuff again. Before this, as with the Castle pub, beer was in barrels behind the bar and served from a tap on the wooden barrel known as a hogshead, and only mild and bitter was served, the ladies' drink at the time was Babycham. Gran loved her Babycham on Saturday nights, but at the age of fourteen I was not allowed in public houses (I know there is a contradiction there but the Semaphore was also a butchers so I was allowed in) so I would have to go to the back door of the Castle to get the sale. The bus always stopped for 15 minutes at the terminus, this I could see from my bedroom window and allowed me enough time to get ready before it passed our house, then I worked for the large fruit and veg company in Rhos on Sea called Garstang, first loading the small lorries for deliveries, then later on the deliveries. We used to go as far as Blaenau Ffestiniog with deliveries, coming home as the bus had to go around the hill called the Marion, past the Semaphore to the terminus then wait 15 mins, I would get off half way up Llysfaen Hill and walk the one mile home. All of my uncles and aunts where born in Rose Cottage to the lane below gran's house, 9 uncles and 2 aunts, my mother Rose also died in childbirth in Rose Cottage when I was one. The last time I saw Rose Cottage it was just a few stones in the field. If anyone knows if was rebuilt please please let me know. I now live in Egypt due to arthritic problems with the weather in the UK. Lovely memories, we were married in 63, gran made our wedding reception in Llysfaen and we spent our first days together with her until we got our first flat in Erskine Rd, Colwyn Bay. Last edited: 18/08/2008 14:14 by Anthony Roberts |
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