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Memories of Tanlan
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The Woods And The 4am Hooter
My grandparents lived at "The Elms" a house built by my great grandfather who also build Fynnongroew Church - My grand mother Emily can be seen as a small girl in a Postcard of Fynnongroew out side "The Laurels" where she was brought up, probably taken about 1910-12.My grandfather Richard was Harbour master at Point of Ayr colliery during the war ( I think it was that time), my mother still has his tide timetable..when we stayed - I played in the woods with local kids- the place was dark and damp and full of Primroses in spring. When it was dinner time my grandmother called us in with a school handbell. Iwas allowed occasionally to visit Joe Peers the Customs man who was a friend of my grandfathers in his little red brick office down the road to the pit...he seemed to spend more time cross breeding geraniums than guarding the coast line but perhaps I do him a disservice .. these are the perceptions of a child...oh... Read more
Clwyd memories
Childhood in The Early 1950s
I lived in Gwespyr through the 1950s and have many happy memories, going to Picton primary school, being part of annual carnival, friends like Gareth Hughes, Roy Dowings, and not to forget Harry Thomas, our local historian. I now live in Manchester but have been thinking about my childhood more and more lately, so if there is anyone out there who has like memories, get in touch.
Victorian Gwespyr
Hi, My father was born in Gwespyr/Llanasa in 1900, his name was Arthur Joseph Smith. He and his brother William are listed on the village war memorial. Both having served in WW1, my father being 18 in June of 1918. His father, my grandfather was John Smith who worked in the area as a stonemason, my father indicated that grandad had worked on the Liverpool cathedral construction. Not sure whether this would be on site, or local to Gwespyr preparing stone.My grandfather died when he was only 53 from the effect of dust on the lungs. A couple of houses where they lived were a house that became the old Post Office, and Rose cottage, which I think still has the same name.
I have a question for someone with local knowledge. On the 1901 census my father is listed as living in Caernarvon Street, Llanasa. Does anyone know where this street is/was, and does it still exist. I would be grateful if anyone can throw some light on... Read more
Arthur
I have very fond memories of Gwespyr, as my mother was born in The Mason's Arms at Gwespyr. Her parents Arthur & Marjorie Thomas ran the Mason's Arms before my great-grandparents ran it, Joseph & Edna Thomas. My grandfather had an ice-cream business, as did Joseph, they travelled all around with their ice-cream. My grandfather was well known around Gwespyr and surrounding areas, as "Arthur Ice-Cream". If anyone knew him I love to hear from you.
Returning to Talacre
I returned with my mother from the United States to Talacre where my grandmother lived.
My grandmother's name was Dora Williams, she lived at Beach Cottage, Station Road. Dora Williams during the Second World War owned a bakery on the Warren. After the war, she came up with the business idea of a caravan site which was constructed on the left side of Station Road before the Post Office. This was originally called MORFA HOLIDAY CAMP. After some years I worked with my grandmother and mother at the holiday camp. As a youngster I helped in either the camp shop or cafe. It was a sad time for me when I had to give up my heritage of Morfa Camp after my mother died tragically in 1975.
Yes, I have amazing memories of Talacre and the surrounding areas. I continued to grow up and be schooled in Prestatyn. I was born in Chatsworth House, Prestatyn December 1954 and have lived in Spain for 20 years now.
Wonderful memories, wonderful place,... Read more
Oh For The Days .
Hi, oh how I remember Talacre,1965 August. I was only 11 years old and my mum and dad had booked a holiday for myself, my brother and my cousin. The accomodation was like a garage with curtains and beautifuly clean inside, it was owned by a wonderful family named Mr and Mrs Travis, and was on the main road into Talacre across from Maces food shop . I think Mr Travis had his home next to the hoilday accomodation. Never had we had so many wonderful adventures, in the dunes, and picking damsons. My mum and dad are sadly gone, but my memories linger on, and I have just booked a holiday in the Point of Ayr holiday camp, to relive the best holiday I ever had. My brother John is going to join me, I only wish I knew where my cousin John was living, it would be wonderful to relive that special time. My name is Brian Scarratt, my brother is John, and my cousin was John... Read more
Cherished Times in Talacre
We stayed in a chalet near the tuck shop behind the dunes. Me, my brothers and sisters. I recall one year we were sitting on the roof of the chalet and some Navy fighter planes flew just over our heads nearly knocking us off. We spent hours in the dunes searching for spent bullet shells and struggling back up the lane to the chalet with a big 20 gallon drum of water from the tap. The three wheel bikes and the tin arcade was a blast. We met loads of other kids and made good friends before eventually saying our farewells till the next year.
I was saddened when the Welsh Nationalists burnt the chalets to the ground. When they did that not only did they destroy a Welsh treasure but they ended the place I loved the most. The Robin Hood caravan park in Rhyl could never replace what they took from us kids.
Some years later I returned with my wife for a day trip and... Read more
