Nostalgic memories of Blackmill's local history

Share your own memories of Blackmill and read what others have said

For well over 10 years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs. Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.

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Not sure what to write? It's easy - just think of an important place in your life and ask yourself:

  • How does it feature in your personal history?
  • What are your best memories of this place?
  • How has it changed over the years?
  • How does it feel, seeing these places again?
  • Do you remember stories about the community, its history and people?

This week's Places

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Though I lved in the Wyndham us kids used to walk via Cwmbwch to Dimdath (is that correct spelling?) and go all the way down to Blackmill Road and pick bluebells for our mams on the way home in the 1950's.

Hi my name is David Waterfield and I lived in the Wyndham from approx 1949 to 1969 and often stopped in Blackmill to catch the red and white or Nand c coach up to the Gilfach to friends and have long been curious about the railway (?) towers that crossed Blackmill valley - though from a recent pic they may have been taken (...Read full memory)

Hi everyone, I wonder how many of you can remember the coal train, with all its trucks full of coal, breaking down on the Gilfach line behind Isfryn prefabs; it was there all night and plenty of people had full coal sheds by morning! talk to you soon Dave Diamond

I lived in Glyn-Llan (Penny McKay) 1 of 6 girls. I loved spending my summer days down the Dimbath, building dams so we could swim and build forts. We would take a picnic and off we'd go all day and our parents never worried about us and they knew we'd return when we were hungry. I also loved picking blackberries and going to (...Read full memory)

My name is Beth McMillan - Mckay then. Now living in New Zealand. We lived in Glyn-Llan but I spent many a hour walking up and down that road to Blackmill, getting the shopping in the Co-op and little shop/post-office on the corner. Some times I would catch the Gilfach bus back home if I was rich - it was 3d - old money! - (...Read full memory)

I can remember seeing a photograph of the viaduct complete with railway tracks etc.. not sure where I saw it. It might have been in the 'smithy' - can't recall, it will come to me soon. I was put to understand that the railway was pulled up for the war effort, can any one confirm this? I remember (...Read full memory)

My name is David Diamond. I was born in Blackmill 63 years ago (in a house called Glas yn Ys - Blue Island in english) my fond memories are of going up to the Dimbath pond along with my mates with our father's shovels and spades to dig clodgings to dam up the pond - great stuff. We would be up there all day, our parents (...Read full memory)

My name is John Lewis. I was born in Blackmill in 1946 in a cottage on the mountain, lived in the village later, played soccer with my friends and in the early 1950s we all went and watched children's TV in Lloyds Farm. It was a very friendly place and close knit neighbourhood, and there was plenty to do in the 1950s and (...Read full memory)

The name is Gareth Davis, and my grandfather (Harry Davis) lived at No 2 Ivor (Ifor) Terrace in Blackmill, although I later lived in Bryncethin I used to travel with the local butcher Clive Heale back to Blackmill to deliver meat to homes there. I now live in Australia, and at the age of 60 last year was fortunate enough to (...Read full memory)

In 1965 Blackmill seemed such a sleepy village. The summers were warmer and drier, and we played up the mountains with our friends. We played Cowboys and Indians. We seemed to spend all our time out of doors ... in the park or making swings on trees in the woods.