Llanrhaeadr Ym Mochnant, The Square c.1950
Photo ref: L246006
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The small village is famous for its waterfall and for being the home of William Morgan, vicar of Llanrhaeadr and 16th-century translator of the Bible into Welsh. Here we see a fine old 1930s car gracing the square. It is remarkable that today this scene is almost identical, with almost every physical detail unaltered. Not unlike other locations, the village has an identity problem. It has belonged to Denbighshire, Flintshire and Clwyd, but it has recently been nudged out into Powys.

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A Selection of Memories from Llanrhaeadr-ym-Mochnant

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Llanrhaeadr-ym-Mochnant

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My parents ran Denbigh & Co with my father later purchasing the business in the late 60s. He was also a partner in the Pony Trekking business which was very successful in the 60s & 70s. We lived in a flat above the shop. There was a paper shop (owned by John Perris Jones), a post office (also a small clothing shop) bank and a grocers there and on the opposite side of the square there was a butcher's shop and cafe and some kind of old fashioned Co-op type shop.
I used to go there around the same time , there was a man there called Bilko and a young lad called Gellie who used to take the rides out, I often wonder if they are both still about, it would be nice to find out Gellie came down to the pub in the village with my family and I thought he was really cute, we were about the same age, I wonder if that's him in the photo taken back in 1965
I first came to stay in the area when I was about 4 yrs old, I was born in 1951. We stayed in a tent on a farm just outside Llanrhaeadr on the Pistyll Falls lane. The farm was owned by a man called John Jones, his wife and they had a daughter called Della May. We used to call Mr Jones "John Willy Ice Cakes". I do not know why but we did. I was chased by his huge Gander down the field. I remember their ...see more