Nostalgic memories of Llanbradach's local history

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

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 11 - 15 of 15 in total

I grew up in the "Joinery" where there were lots of characters and moved just down the street when I was 15.My parents still live there. I remember "The Green" where the Boys Brigade hall was at the bottom of the street. Seeing people on the doorsteps and the women out chatting, that type of community has long gone, you knew everyone in the street and locally. The doctors surgery was in Park View and the Welsh ...see more
Moved from Llanbradach in 1968, now live in Deal, Kent. Thinking back to when I lived in the Brad, we played in the park and went to the swimming pool (which was always freezing cold) and the mountain just at the back of where I lived in Yyn-y-Graig Road. We played for hours up that mountain, sliding down on cardboard, making camps, all so innocent and good in them days. I went to school in School Street and ...see more
The High Street is where I was born in 1955.  In the street was the Working Mans Club, the Cinema and 'Jeffrey's' (the sweet shop where my brother and I used to go and spend out pocket money on a Saturday).  Once a year all the children would go to the Working Mans Cub for an orange, thrupenny bit and a stamp on the hand, I cannot remember the reason for it now but I remember it was special. My brother and I ...see more
I visited my gran and my aunts in Llanbradach twice in the early 1970s. It was my first ever visit to Great Britain and I fell in love with the church. To someone accustomed to supermarkets, shopping from grocer to butcher to baker was like having an Enid Blyton book come true. My sisters and I soon made friends with two of the girls who lived there, Susan and I forget the other girl's name. I can see ...see more
My grandparents, Ben & Polly Thomas, ran the pub opposite the Miners Welfare. I was evacuated there and I can remember on Saturday night, the US Servicemen would come along with their band and play in the pub. My grandparents had a white haired terrier called "Tim". Tim would come into the bar, the bottom bar where the widows of miners were allowed in on Saturday nights. Tim would go into the ...see more