My Memories

A Memory of Llanrhaeadr-ym-Mochnant.

I first came to stay in the area when I was about 4 yrs old, I was born in 1951. We stayed in a tent on a farm just outside Llanrhaeadr on the Pistyll Falls lane. The farm was owned by a man called John Jones, his wife and they had a daughter called Della May. We used to call Mr Jones "John Willy Ice Cakes". I do not know why but we did. I was chased by his huge Gander down the field. I remember their toilet that was in an outhouse over a stream and two holes in a piece of wood. Happy days!
My Dad used to fish the river that ran through the Jones' land. I remember my Dad, brother and I walking up the side of Pistyll Falls and Dad walking us across the top of the Falls. I was terrified, but we did it.
We used to go to the house, bed and breakfast, I think, by Pistill Falls and played with a Downs Syndrome boy called Emrys Hughs. He was their son.
Our dog, Puppy, was very ill one time we visited and a Vet called Mr Omerod, I think, saved her life. Maybe the name is wrong, it was a long time ago.
Dad used to take us to a Cafe in the village and I drank my first Vimto there.
I am visiting Llanrhaeadr this weekend and will have so much to remember.
I do have some photos of John Willy and his wife and also Della.