Gowerton

Read and share memories of Gowerton and West Glamorgan inspired by Frith photos

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
Contributed by Julie Netton

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

Ghostly happenings!!!

I recall my father Gerry Richards of West Cross telling me that when the building was no longer being used( he was then an acting security man having formerly tended the gardens and the boiler system) that he and his colleague were in the kitchen when they heard footsteps(the clicking of high heels) coming from the internal corridor towards the closed door. Thinking it was a visiting hospital worker he went to the door to open it. As the footsteps reached the door he opened it, the footsteps stopped - there was no one there!! then they realised that all the external doors were locked and bolted, CREEPY!!!!
A memory of Blackpill contributed by David Richards

Swansea Deaf and Dumb School

I was born and bred in the Mount Pleasant area of Swansea, in which the D&D Institute was based.  My schooling was Terrace Road infants & juniors.  Lots of football in the street, Cwmdonkin Park and playing in and around the quarry off the Promenade, that overlooked the Institute.  The quarry was wild, with steep drops and the cause of many mishaps.  A lad of my age was the son of the caretaker at the Institute and a group of us kids frequently used to wander the corridors of the school, which was a dark, auspicious and sprawling affair, very much reminiscent of the Victorian building I subsequently learned it to be.  Dropping out of the back of the Institute's grounds, ...read more here
A memory of Swansea contributed by Niall O'Brien