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Whitchurch maps
Historic maps of Whitchurch and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Whitchurch maps
Whitchurch photos
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Rhiwbina| Llandaff| Radyr| Tongwynlais| Cardiff| St Fagans| Taffs Well| Rumney| Llandough| Caerphilly| Wenvoe| St Nicholas| Groesfaen| Dinas Powys| Church Village| Penarth| Bedwas| Abertridwr| Machen| Pontypridd
Whitchurch area books
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Memories of Whitchurch
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South Glamorgan memories
Grandparents
My Grandparents William Garside and Evelyn Bowden were married on 29th February 1896 in Cardiff and Grandad lived in Roath prior to his marriage. I imagine they may have also stood in this spot when courting, looking quite similar.
Working Life
I like this photograph because it
reminds me of when I used to travel
in to Cardiff by train from Barry where
I lived.
I worked in the National Provincial
Bank in St.Mary Street. I had some
lovely friends and times
DAVID MORGAN
The David Morgan Dept store left of picture was one of the few privately owned Dept Stores in the U.K. This store sadly closed down in 2006 and is now being refurbished and made into apartments and smaller shops.
My Great Grandfather James
My Great Grandfather James Miles died in the Infirmary, aged 40. He was a Labourer in the Cardiff Ironworks. I never knew any of my family, but when I read of where they lived, and worked and died, I feel so proud of them.
Machen Forge, Blackweir, Cardiff
My grandmother ran a pub called the Machen Forge in Blackweir and my mother has told me about when she was a young girl growing up there. The canel ran along the side of the pub. I would love to know if there are any photos of it.
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".
Days Gone by
I remember Splott, I grew up there, and my brother still lives there.
We were growing up very poor and scruffy, same as all the kids, one difference though, we were the Black Dixons. The other difference was we were not Catholic, so belonging to a small church showed us life beyond Splott.
But I can remeber some good times too, playing hopscotch, skipping, two balls, rat-a-ta ginger. Going to Splott Park with jam sandwiches and Corporation Pop (water), playing in the bombed houses daring each other to do dangerous things, going over the tide fields, and playing with the bombed planes, and picking blackberries. I never went on any of the street trips though, they were always on a Sunday, and one time I nearly went, because it was on a Wednesday, but the organisers gave our seats to a family of 'white children' instead. And all those people who called us names, who thought because they were white they were better than us, have achieved very little... Read more
