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Ferndale, Darran Park Lake c1955 (ref: f123007)
Saturdays
I went to Ferndale nearly every Saturday with my Mum and brother to visit my grandparents and my Great Aunt and Uncle. My grandparents, the Gambles, lived in Brynhyfryd and we would get off the bus at the bottom of the hill on the Strand and walk up the steep steps to the house. We would spend lunchtime and early afternoon there and then we would walk down to New Street and spend the late afternoon having tea with my Great Aunt and Uncle Pope. Then we would walk to the end of New Street and catch a bus back to Cardiff by the garage. I always enjoyed these visits because I used to get at least 2 sets of pocket money at the end of the visits! I should be a millionaire but I'd rather have my memories!

Last edited: 05/02/2007 05:38 by Deb Page  

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Ferndale, Darran Park Lake c1955 (ref: f123007)
Year: 1958 Visits to Aunty May's
I loved to visit my Aunty May’s house in Rhonnda Terrace, Ferndale. She was my grandfather’s sister, a lovely jolly person always happy, and she loved us kids coming to visit. We had to do a good bit of traveling to get there, but it was worth it. I remember Ferndale was really hilly, really steep, you would be out of breath when you reached Aunty May’s house, but what a welcome, what a terrific aunt!  Then I would visit the park nearby, a lovely place with a small lake, where you could hire a small rowing boat. I had friends there that I would only see once a year. We would mainly go to the park, it was safe, surrounded by mountains and trees, and at home-time Aunty May would have made me a delicious rice pudding, nobody made it like her – great. For my beautiful Aunty May, thank you for the great times when I was a kid.

Last edited: 04/10/2006 20:49 by Jackie Haynes  

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