Nostalgic memories of Cefn Mawr's local history
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For many 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.
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Displaying Memories 1 - 10 of 12 in total
My mother was brought up by a lady called Alice who married Joshua Roberts in Cefn Mawr and relocated to Middleton in Lancashire. Alice had a lot of relations still living there including a cousin Bertha who married Idris Jones. They lived in Stephens Terrace , High Street opposite a detached red bricked house and I visited there many times as a child, distinctly remembering the smell of the Monsanto ...see more
My gran Sal (Sarah Jane) Griffiths used to work at the Post Office and later at the wool shop. I used to stay with her a lot in summer holidays and we used to go to the tea dances. My dad David Ronald Griffiths used to work at Monsanto (or Monstinko as we used to call it) until we moved to Manchester. I remember the fair being on the land near the post office. My playmates were Kelvin and Robin ...see more
Wow - what a shock! I don't know how that message came to be in this site. The only thing I can think of is that I wrote a note on the `Cefn Mawr` site and it said it was full up....shame! I saw the name Keith Butt and couldn't believe what I was reading...but how wonderful to know that you remember me. I was a big fan of your Dad, such a fantastic character and good fun too. I worked in the Bookies next ...see more
As a family we used to vist Cefn most summers. We lived in Northamptonshire and used to go to Cefn to visit my mothers family. They lived in Bristol House, Crane St.
They were a large family - 8 children plus 2 adults. Idris, Seymore, Mervin, Kerrison, Ned, Hilda, Phyllis, Evelin, Jones.
Like other writers I too can smell the Monsanto.
Swimming in the Dee, going to the cinema and the wonderful fish and chips.
A childhood filled with happy days.
I have lived in Cefn all my life. I was born at the back of the Co-op on the Crane; I have a brother, Eric, and a sister, Heather. I went to Cefn school then on to Ruabon Grammar in 1958. My maiden name was Evans. Does anyone remember me?
I have remembered the name of the inn my uncle kept, it was The Holly Bush.
My dad had a sister and brother who lived in Cefn. His sister was my aunt Eliza, she lived in Heol Craigfab with my uncle Emlyn, cousins Denzil, Margaret and Douglas. His brother was Ike and his wife was Sarah and he was the landlord of a small public house in Cefn - I cannot remember the name - it was on a corner at the top of a hill and next door was a cinema. I used to stay there in the ...see more
Worked in Graces shop with Betty Ellis (now Rowlands) and Philis Williams (now Evans) until I married in 1947 at St. Johns in Rhosymedre. I was Ruby Roberts and my sister was called Joan. We lived in Browns Lane, Cefn with our mum Daisy. My Grandad was known as Jim the Drummer although his real name was James Thomas Roberts and I don't know why he had this name. Fredie, Brian, Graham and Robert Roberts were my cousins. Do any of these names ring a bell?
I spent most of my summer holidays in Cefn Mawr at my Nain's. Most of my late mother's family came from Cefn and a lot still reside there. I have such happy memories of Sunday morning walks on the river bank with my uncle and his dog. Millions of memories of playing in the river at Newbridge where my late uncle was the river bailiff. When older calling for a cocoa in Louise's cafe on the main street. Gone ...see more
My father, Eric Bowen of Ruabon, worked at the Ministry of Pensions office, shown on the left of the postcard, for many years. I used to visit him occasionally.