I was a pupil at Clarendon from 1971-75, when I had to leave after the fire. I wasn't allowed to go to the new school in Bedford, it was too far away for my parents, I was very disappointed. It was a privilege to be a pupil there, even though at the time we didn't think so - I was homesick alot of the time. I have (...Read full memory)

Looking at this photo, I'm taken back to summers on that beach full of pebbles and the cafe shown with its novel smell, something like milky coffee!  At about this time Abergele had a cinema, upstairs in the market street. My parents owed Coed Mor, a guest house in the town, and some of the children staying (...Read full memory)

I was a student at Clarendon between 1963 and 1966, and how I remember the Sunday evenings curled up before the fire listening to gospel and classical music before supper. Of course there were also the House evenings spent in the Principal's parlour doing our sewing or embroidery or some other craft work, (...Read full memory)

I grew up in Abergele and I remember a man called Harold. He was a sort of 'tramp' I use this word rather in caution because he lived in a small shack by Slaters on what is now the Tesco car park. He helped out at the cattle market which was again sighted where Teso'c is now. As a boy I was a little afraid of him because he tended to (...Read full memory)