Talacre, Post Office c.1960

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I have very distinct memories of living, as a young child, in one of two single decker buses near the beach at Talacre. I recall tall beds and paraffin lamps with tall glass chimneys. My father was originally from Liverpool but was posted to an Army base called Kinmel Camp, near Talacre. I was born in St Asaph in 1956 and christened at Bodelwyddan Church. My mother had a sister called Joan ...see more

I get up talacre every weekend I can,i just love the place,finding spent ammo is always a bonus

My mum and her cousin have found memories of Talacre, summer 1965. They remember a small village where little people lived called the Hidden valley. All the houses were small and they remember small milk bottles on the doorsteps. I can't find anything about this on the internet, has anyone else ever seen this little town?

The post from 2009 by (name unknown) reflects on my childhood spent in Talacre, because my father worked for Dora Williams as the baker. His bread and pies were awesome! I also, at the age of 7 or 8, had a job from the bakery, which was also a dairy. I had a pony and cart that I used to drive to a farm down near the main Chester road, where I would collect a big churn of milk and bring it back to the ...see more