Denbigh, The Castle, Goblin Tower c.1885
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It was from the top of the Goblin Tower that the keys to the castle and town were hurled at the feet of the Parliamentarian commander Major General Mytton upon the surrender of the Royalist garrison.
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A Selection of Memories from Denbigh
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Denbigh
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I was born in Denbigh in 1939 in a house named Parc y Twll near the entrance to the Denbigh Hospital. We moved next door to St Davids which is at the entrance. My father worked at the Hospital and I spent my childhood roaming the grounds and the wonderful farm the hospital owned and ran nearby. There was once a barn fire at the farm and I was given the job of holding a hose - duly photographed by Ronald Thompson. Tommy ...see more
I too went to Fron Goch and was taught by Miss Annie several years before you.. She was very memorable. My last name was Whitley and we lived in Bodfari at that time. We got the train to school.
My mother was born in Denbigh Infirmary in 1947. Her father was Kenneth TONG & her mother was called Ceridwen (known as Ceri). She had 4 sisters & 2 brothers. In the 1940s my grandparents were living at The Green in Denbigh. Does anybody know this area?? Also Ceri's mother Margaret lived in Ivy House in Henllan St in late 1950s, and her son William (Bill) lived in Henllan St.
I used to come on holiday annually to stay with my Nain and Taid in Ruthin, I have fond memories of the staff and family from the "Townsend "Stores; as the train left Denbigh station on the way to Ruthin all the family would be outside to gives us a wave, it was always a highlight of a long journey. David Davies was my great-uncle (being Nain's elder brother), his wife was Ada, and he had a son Dai and ...see more
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