This picture stirs a memory. Years ago, my wife & myself would stay at my brother in laws at the nearby village of Llangoed. In the evenings Neil & I would walk for miles around the coastal & footpaths between Beaumaris & Puffin Island. Every now & then he would be excited by another path or view he (...Read full memory)

My grandmother lived in Rose Hill, and was brought up in Siop Penlon,now a dreadful looking Chinese take away.I loved Beaumaris as it used to be,the pier, cafe ,and fishing at the end of the pier, . the old swimming pool with the wooden changing huts painted silver.where such characters as" Huw Clock " kept an eye on (...Read full memory)