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Wern-Ddu maps
Historic maps of Wern-Ddu and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Wern-Ddu maps
Wern-Ddu photos
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Llansilin| Llangedwyn| Llynclys| Pant| Llansantffraid| Llanymynech| Oswestry| Llanarmon Dyffryn Ceiriog| Gobowen| Whittington| Weston Rhyn| Llanfyllin
Wern-Ddu area books
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Coopers Lane
I lived at Coopers Lane with my mother and grandparents - grandfather Bill Lewis was the lime burner for the quarry. I went to Porthywaen chapel and attended the school. Families from there were moved to Brynmelin when they were retired from the quarry. Grandad was always known as Bill the lime burner.
Schoolboy Holidays With my Grandfather
My grandfather, George Pretty lived at a house called Belmont with his second wife Gladys, from the 1950's I assume until his death. I was a schoolboy at King's School, Worcester. My parents lived in Hong Kong and my mother arranged for me to spend the Easter holidays in 1960 and 1961 with my grandfather. My mother and my grandfather weren't close. He saw her as an ungrateful daughter and she had bad childhood memories, especially of her mother who apparently doted on her son, who was nine years younger than my mother. My mother's mother, died in 1948 and it was only later that my grandfather moved with Gladys from London to Pant. It was not a happy time for either of us; he was ill-equipped to cope with a teenager and I was bored and intolerant without entertainment, though he did try. But the ill-feeling between my grandfather and my mother was a constant undercurrent, which occasionally surfaced. Of course, as a schoolboy I didn't understand any... Read more
Greenfields
The house on the right hand side of the picture, Greenfields, is my family home. When my father laid a new oak block floor in the hall, we put a 'time capsule' in the form of a box under the new floor. It contained such articles as photographs of the family, coins and other such things of the era. He reckoned the floor would not need replacing for 100 years and so the next generation of occupants would find it when that happened.
Terry Higginson
Hi, I was the landlord at the Cross Guns for 10 years from 1976 till 1986.
Family Ancestry
My maternal great grandparents lived in Llwyn near the church in Rhiwlas. They - Thomas and Elizabeth Jones - are buried in Llansilin Churchyard with their son Lloyd Jones who was, I believe, the last of the family to live there.
They had children called William, Annie Rose, Charles, Robert, Sam, David, Margaret Ann and Henry plus Lloyd the youngest - however I can find no confirming records for Margaret Ann and Henry.
Thomas died in 1918 and Lloyd in 1976.
Annie Rose married and went to live in Bryn Aber, Llansilin which is a five minute drive from Rhiwlas. That was where my mother was born.
SAD!
My aunt Dylis used to have a fruit and veg shop on this street and I can remember going with my gran to the shop and helping to make wreathes for funerals.
My gran used to live in Beatrice Street, opposite the train station. I seem to remember that the access to this was via a footbridge on which I used to stand to wait for the steam trains to pass underneath. At the back of the station was the beginning of a walk which I used to do with my father. It took you to a place called Shell Bank where the land had slid away revealing a layer of shells from thousands of years ago. None of these remain anymore, how sad!
IJLB
I was at Parkhall Camp from Aug 1970 - Aug 1972. I remember that pay day was on a Wednesday, after which the Post Office was the first port of call to get sweets and soft drinks. Every boy had a POSBIE account which 7 shillings per week was transfered into, to be spent on leave. Some of the best years of my early military career were spent at Oswestry.
