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Gwynedd memories
Lost Childhood
My grandparents Robert and Rosie Hornby built Hawdd Amor in Llangwnadl, and I spent most of my holidays there, even appearing with my sister Joy and my father Don on a Frith postcard of Penllech beach. Years later, after Robert had died and Rosie moved away and then passed on, my parents bought a static caravan on a filed I only knew as Charlie's Farm just up from Porth Colmon and opposite the Pink Cottages. How I'd love to have a caravan there myself now. My mother let theirs go after my father passed away and now she is gone too. I still have dear memories and would love to share the place with my new bride.
Some of the names I remember there were John and Griffith Griffiths of Penllech Farm, Tom Glyn, who used to deliver groceries from his shop in Aberdaron, Angus, who grew tomatoes, Mrs Record, who lived across the road, Dr Jones and the man who ran Tyn Llan, whose name I forget -... Read more
Llangwynadl Happy Holidays
I was 5 or 6 years old the first time my Grandmother took me to Llangwynadl, we stayed at Glany Mor right at the end of the lane. The following year we went again but stayed at the pink cottage owned by Mr & Mrs Jones, Mr Jones was the postman. I remember he only had one arm. My gran became very friendly with a lot of people in Llangwynadl so we had our holidays there twice a year for many years, I think I was about 15 the last time I went there. I seem to remember Gran having fresh fish, crabs mussels and mackeral given to her often, she called him Captain Morgan, I am not sure if this was his real name, he kept his boat down at Glany Mor. I spent a lot of my time with the Roberts family on their farm, they had a son and three daughters, I remember the youngest daughter was called Sally, they were a lovely family and I spent... Read more
Nefyn Beach
The beach cafe shown in the photo entitled 'the anchorage' was owned and run by my aunts, the Misses Miriam and Evelyn Wales, whose father moved to Morfa Nefyn in the late 1800s to take charge of the cable station linked to Ireland. Also my brother was born in the cottage which is sideways on to the sea. Apart from the ghastly sea wall and breakwater nothing has greatly changed.
Happy Days in The Sun
This was my idea of heaven. For 7 years during my early childhood we went to Nefyn for 2 weeks during the summer. Dad always rented a beach hut to "brew up in" and hold the deckchairs and swimming stuff. The highlight of the holidays was going fishing for mackeral in "Dick Jones boat" Happy times just playing cricket on the beach, rock pooling or in and out of the sea. So many memories of people long gone. How I long for those days to return.
Childhood Memories
Our family stayed in a caravan on Mrs Botts farm Tyn-y-Cae every other year during the 1940s-1950s. It usually rained for most of the holiday but it was father's rule that we (himself, my older sister and myself) climbed the mountain behind the farm and mother would wave a tablecloth from the field once we had reached the top, which took quite a while when you are only 4 or 5 years old. We did this every holiday without fail. Another memory was the village sweet shop, the lady was a great friend and kept us supplied with the best peanut brittle I have ever tasted. We usually managed to see the Rose Queen parade, viewing all the gifts the local firms had donated in the electric shop (I think).
Do You Know Tony And Roberta Williams of Nefyn?
My memorys of Nefyn:
Our family used to stay on a caravan site just outside Nefyn village up by the little garage and football pitch. We came from Liverpool, and me and my sisters Ann and Tereasa and brother Gary spent hours on the football field. We are all Evertonians. We met a couple of kids about our age, say between 11 -12, they lived in Nefyn, Tony and Roberta Williams. Tony was a bit of a lad who knew all the local boys, Roberta was great fun and we all got on great together. We often would go the picture house in Nefyn and we saw 'Zulu'. My mum and dad would go to the Ind Coop pub in the village and then pick us up from the pics and get us fish and chips in the village. The corner shop was great, a wonderful lady served there, I cannot think of her name but she really took a shine to us. I often wonder how Tony and Roberta... Read more
Family Home
The greenhouses you see in this photo were my father's, he also built a house on the ground behind the trees after this photo was taken, we lived there for many happy years. My mother used to rent out the house in the summer months and had a caravan for us to stay while the house was occupied. It would be nice to hear from anyone that stayed at our house, the name of the house was Berwynfa.
