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Holidays In Laugharne - a Memory of Laugharne.

I and my family stayed at the Ferry House, next to the Boat House from 1965 to 1973. The house was then owned by the wife of my dad's boss and we used to be able to go for a fortnight each summer. We used to park our car, with permission, on the drive of a big house opposite Dylan Thomas's writing shed, and then everything - bedding, food and personal belongings - had to be carried along the cliff walk and down the steps to the Ferry House. Each summer we used to scan the estuary from the top of the walk to see what changes a year had brought to the river bed - there was always a change in the way it wove itself round the bay. Specific memories: going for a walk by myself in the bay when the tide was out and finding and bringing back a dab, which my mother cooked for my breakfast; being allowed to swim at high tide at midnight, when I could walk off the rocky slope just past the house door straight into the sea; going horse-riding at the stables on Sir John's Hill; lying on the rocks near the house and seeing a rain-storm come in from the mouth of the estuary and being so transfixed that I didn't get in in time and got soaked; walking to the village both via Cliff Walk and along the seashore past the castle; climbing into The Boathouse grounds from the sea-wall and exploring the house (it was not a museum then). I have very many happy memories of the summers we spent in Laugharne, and look at the photos taken during that time with much fondness. One day I hope to go back there and re-visit my childhood.

A memory shared by Julia Hammonds on Oct 26th, 2009. Send Julia Hammonds a message

 Comments & Feedback

Thu Jan 2nd 2020, at 12:56 am
ljago007 commented:
Hi Julia
Do you have any pictures of the sloping red rocks outside the Ferry House – I used to live with my grandmother at Raven Hall, Duncan Street – and that was one of the favourite 'spots' of Laugharne.
Its all been destroyed by a development now. I was trying to find a photo of it, but none seem to exist.
Many Thanks if you can help, Lawrence
Thu Mar 5th 2015, at 9:22 pm
Julia Hammonds commented:
Mum and Dad moved from Salisbury to Preston until 1979, then to a small village near Banbury about 36 years ago. Mum died in October 2013 (unexpectedly, but she was at my wedding to husband Carl that August); Dad (now 83) is reasonably OK health-wise, I visit every week and Lisa lives near him so pops in quite a lot. he sends his regards to you too. I remember your parents giving me a lovely necklace with a crystal on a silver chain when I was about 10, I don't still have it though. J.
Thu Mar 5th 2015, at 9:07 pm
andrewjcobb commented:
Hi Julia
It was very sad to see the site but I was glad I made the effort to go. My best wishes to your dad, I'm not sure I've seen him since he left Sykes. My dad died in 2011 but mum is well but with mobility issues at age 89.
All the best
Thu Mar 5th 2015, at 7:19 pm
Julia Hammonds commented:
Hi Andrew,
I've just told my Dad, he remembers you from when our families used to live near each other in Salisbury. My sister Lisa went to Laugharne a few years ago and reported the same thing back except I think the owners were still trying to get permission to build a lift up to Cliff Walk then. A real shame - the Ferry House should have had a preservation order on it as far as I am concerned. I Googled it the other day and a tourist company is trying to build a glass box on the site now. Small world that you should spot this and have been there as well!! I still plan to go someday though I think the experience will be sadder now.
Thu Mar 5th 2015, at 6:46 pm
andrewjcobb commented:
Hi Julia
I too went to stay at the Ferry House in the sixties. My dad used to work with your dad. I had many happy memories of our stay there.
I returned there this week, fifty years later. I'm sorry to say it has been demolished. All that remains are the foundations and the dodgy path down fenced off with "Danger keep out. Trespassers will be prosecuted". I was very disappointed. However, it was lovely to walk along a path beside the estuary from a car park next to the castle to Dylan Thomas' museum and up some steps to the path we both used so many years ago.

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