A Memory of Wyecliff.
My Mother, Father and I (aged 9) moved to Newport around 1952. We lived in 18 Albian Street owned by a Mr O'Connor, I believe. My best friends where Roger Roberts at number 1, and Walter James, I think at number 8. We went to a school just up the road but cannot remember the name. Opposite Albian Street was the YMCA, just down from there was a fruit and veg shop; we would carry fruit up to the hot room for an apple and orange. We would stand on railway bridge crossing the road, waiting for the trains to pass under, then go home smelling of smoke.