Rhyd Y Foel, Old Mill c.1955
Photo ref: R289333
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A Selection of Memories from Rhyd-y-foel

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In the 50's / 60's I remember visiting Aunty Agnes , Uncle Trevor and Derek Hughes who I believe were relations of my Mum's. Uncle Trevor was in a male voice choir ..... Aunty Mary, the sister of Agnes lived in Llysfaen with Uncle Joe (surname Hodge) - We visited there often and always went home with a car full of Lilac from her garden. I remember climbing a mountain opposite their house . Maybe it was only ...see more
The date is approximate. I was very young, about 6 at the time. I lived with my family in a village called Sandycroft, about 7 miles from Chester. We visited my great Aunt Jane who lived in one of the middle cottages in this picture. I remember a very small kitchen and her buttering an uncut loaf of bread liberally, then slicing it very finely for our tea. Afterwards we walked up the steep hill next to the row of ...see more