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Twyn-Yr-Odyn maps
Historic maps of Twyn-Yr-Odyn and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Twyn-Yr-Odyn maps
Twyn-Yr-Odyn photos
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The Laurels
The front room of The Laurels used to be used as the pay office for the estate workers when they collected their weekly pay. The Estate Bailiff lived there, which is near to the Estate Yard, which really was the nerve centre of the Wenvoe Estate building operation. At the time the estate was owned by Mrs Laura Jenner, who died in 1935.
Mabel Annie Jones
My grandmother was born in Yackla, Wenvoe (the cottages near the Whitehall Quarry) in 19th January 1888 and was the daughter of Mary Morgan and George Jones and baptised on the 19th September 1888 at St. Mary's Church Wenvoe.
Sometime around 1891, Annie Mabel was found living with her mother at the Whimms which overlooked Cardiff known later as Wimms Houses. It was a terrace of five houses. At the time of the 1891 census her father was not at home and Mary her mother was living on her own means.
St Fagans
I was so pleased to find these photos of the gardens, as there don't seem to be very many around.
My grandfather Trevor Dimond was the head gardener there. He started just after the war and was there for 30 years and boy, did he and his men work hard, starting at 6.00am and finishing at 10.00pm to maintain the standards.
I lived with him and my grandmother in The Gardens House, a large house tucked away in the museum, now unfortunately offices, and my playground as a child was the gardens, it couldn't have been more magical.
I am so proud of the work he put into the gardens and often visit and look back. I remember him nurturing the seedlings to plant on when the season was right, pruning the red and black vines of the grapes in the greenhouses that visitors used to buy, and the smell of the flowers on summer evenings.
I really wish there was there was more of his work shown in the... Read more
Parc-Y-Felin Farm, St Fagans
My grandparents and great-uncle and aunt lived and worked at Parc-y-Felin farm in the 1930s. My mother and her sister went St Fagans school. Although the farm was demolished in the early 1960s the farm cottage still survives where my great-uncle used to live. It was a milk producing farm, the dairy was at the rear of the farm which I think was powered by a water wheel, the water was supplied by the River Ely by a water channel which my mother called the "race".
Village Cricket, Rugby And The Mount
The Common, which is a delightful huge stretch of open ground from Cardiff Road to the Westra, was the sporting centre for the villagers. Here the cricket club played and the rugby club also held their matches too. Just off the Common is the home of both the Bowls Club and tennis club. My memory of playing for the cricket club was on the day of the 1966 World Cup final when England were taking on Germany at Wembley. Because I wanted to watch this on the TV I had not put my name down as being available to play cricket - however, the fixture had not been cancelled (perhaps being Welsh) and about half an hour before the football kicked off the doorbell rang and a lad asked if I would come down to the common to make up the numbers. Some weeks beforehand whilst playing at Old Monktonians ground at Wenvoe I had taken a medium fast balled full toss on the chest and on the day in question... Read more
My Dad's Shop (Mount Stores)
This photo brought back so many memories my Dad, Ralph Catchpole, bought the the Mount Stores in 1952 he owned and ran the shop until about 1965. I have so many memories of my life in Dinas Powis, my Dad's Morris Minor is even shown in the photo parked outside the shop. We lived in High Walls Avenue which is shown in one of the other photos in the collection. We returned to the village a couple of years ago and the shop had been converted into new modern appartments so it was wonderful to find a photo of it from my childhood days.
On The Street Where I Lived
The photo shows the bottom of Highwalls Avenue, I lived half way up round the corner. It was a steep climb when i was litlle but got easier as I grew. I was born in this road and had such a happy time.
