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Caption for Abergavenny, The Blorenge 1893: Two bridges crossed the Usk at Llanfoist: the medieval stone-arched road bridge is dwarfed by the railway bridge, which was demolished shortly after the Abergavenny to Merthyr line closed in the early 1960s. Behind them are the spired buildings of the new town cemetery, which was to be opened in 1894. The shadowed slopes of the Blorenge dominate the skyline. On the right, on the town side of the bridge, are the chimneys of the town's gasworks. In 1894 the Gas Committee of the Improvement Commissioners debated the introduction of electricity to supplement the gas supply, but it was 1932 before public electricity was to be added to the town's amenities.

An extract from Around Alton Photographic Memories.

Memories of Abergavenny

My family and I often walked to the River Usk, going down Pentre Road and crossing the Brecon Road. We used to have picnics on the side nearest St. Mary's church in Llanwenarth, and look in the water for tiny fish and insects. I particularly liked the flowers I found in the meadows nearby and picked large bunches to (...Read full memory)

Interesting to read about William Williams who was Mayor three times, lately in 1908. My great grandfather Samuel Deverall was Mayor in 1907 and owned a greengrocery in 44 Cross Street. He was married to Georgina and had two sons, Edmund and Albert. Sadly he was found hanged in 1910 at a farm in Pontypool. I have been told it wasn't suicide but don't really know.

Annie Tranter was born in Abergavenny in 1884 at 2 Chapel Road. Her brother David had a flower shop in town. I have traced the Tranters back to 1750 in Abergavenny. I have been there to visit, great town.

The Deri, Rholben, Llanwenarth Breast, Big Skirrid, Little Skirrid etc. would be regarded as hills when compared to the mountains in Germany and Switzerland, but for us children they were real mountains, and we loved climbing them. This view of the Deri was practically the same as the one we had from our grandmother's garden in Albany Road, and in the foreground the cricket ground can be seen.

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