Read and share your memories of Maerdy itself or of a particular photo of Maerdy.
I was a scout belonging to the 19th Walsall troop, around 1958 / 59 we camped the traditional way on a farm at Melinywig, the farm was called something like Ty Teg Barc, the field sloped down to a river. The farmer's son was called something like Clunn, he taught me to tickle trout. His mother cooked us jugged (...Read full memory)
My grandparents Robert Owen and Anne Davies lived in the cottages next to the church and I spent many holidyas there, I remember when the A5 went right past the garden gate, that was before the lay by was made.