Gobowen, The Cross c.1955
Photo ref:
G234008
Photo ref:
G234008
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This photograph looks towards the level crossing, where at the moment we can just see a steam train drawing away from the station. The railway station, a lovely old Italianate-style building dating from 1848, was on the verge of being closed in the mid 1990s; it was only saved by children from the school, who ran it for a time.
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A Selection of Memories from Gobowen
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 Gobowen
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Hi my name is Cliff Jones and I was born at Hengoed in 1946 I am one of five kids I was 5yrs old when we moved down to the village because our old house had been condemned .Our next port of call was Almond Avenue in Gobowen I began in Gobowen School 1950/51 the only two staff members that I can remember are Mr Ollerhead and a dinner lady called Miss Evans.Some of the other things I remember are a slate and ...see more
I lived in Gobowen from when I was born in 1963 until we migrated to Australia in 1972. I also attend Gobowen School and I remember Mr Jones, he was so scary. My maiden name was Ankers. My mother came from Oswetry and her maiden name was Green. My dad came from somewhere around there not sure of where. He went to the "Bog" School. I have vivid memories of my life in Goowen.
I went to Gobowen School from about 1964-1970. I lived in Hengoed, and when I first started school in Gobowen, my mum used to take me and collect me on the back of her bike. As I got older, I walked down Trewern Lane and cut across the field by Wats Dyke, then across the railway by the Hart & Trumpet, through the Back Alley and down Old Chirk Road. If the fields weren't too muddy, sometimes I'd walk home ...see more
I was born in 1962 in my family home, number 36 (now 116) Hammonds Place. It's not so common these days to be born at home. There was a community spirit on the estate, all the kids addressed adults as auntie or uncle or Mr/Mrs, there was lip but respect. My best memories of Gobowen were the woods with bluebells and dumped Ford Zephyr cars etc complete with front bench seat, the fields prior to them becoming ...see more
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