Nostalgic memories of Mountain Ash's local history
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Displaying Memories 1 - 10 of 19 in total
We moved to Mount 1962, I started school at Darran Las Infant School. Then moved on to the Comprehensive. How big it looked and the kids where so grown up. The grounds where just beautiful and the old house was incredible. The rooms where so filled with atmosphere. My imagination went wild. Staying behind use to scare me a little as there were a lot of ghost stories. Walking to school and back from High St ...see more
My name is George Reese---and I am in the US. My relatives came mainly from Glamorgan, but a few from England. About 20 years ago, I started to research my family roots. My mother gave me a small Bible, that belonged to a young girl, who lived in Mountain Ash. In the Bible---Mountain Ash is referred to as Mount Ash. The Bible dates to the 1880s, and fortunately, the young girl wrote ...see more
I lived on Darren Road, my aunt took me in as an evacuee. My uncle, an electrican looked after the power staion. The pool I remember well, many a happy hour spent there, also the bowling green. Myself and friends used to spend a lot of time going over the bridge to the hillls collecting wimberrys, eating a lot but still able to get enough for a tart.
I have in my possession a copy of the 1911 census for Mountain Ash, which I hope is linked to my late mother's side of the family, anyway here goes:
I want to know if there are any descendants of the following:
GEORGE PRITCHARD born 1871 MANSELL LACY, Herefordshire
SUSAN PRITCHARD born 1883 EARDISLEY, Herefordshire
LILIAN PRITCHARD born 1904 ABERCYNON, Glam
REGINALD PRITCHARD born 1906 MOUNTAIN ASH, ...see more
My maternal family hail from Mountain Ash, my paternal from Ogmore Vale. I always spent my school holidays 'going home', as my nan would say.I loved it, and go back each year now. I loved the ice-cream shop (it was Italian) and nan always bought me a knickerbocker glory - yum! Never saw them in England. Nan also took me to see Laurel and Hardy films at a big hall. The pit was there then, and grandad O'keefe worked there. How I loved those days and Mountain Ash. Christine Budd, Marlow, Bucks.
The water was not just cold, but freezing! A few of us always wanted to go for a swim before school (very brave of us) but we never did. I never went off the stages, they were too high for me. Living in Cefnpennar we spent most of the time swimming in the warm reservoir even in the winter. Did you see the photo I put in the Cynon Valley Leader? Most of the time we swam in the buff.
Does anyone remember a Doctor Joy McGregor? I think her practice was in Mountain Ash, she is my cousin once removed.
Is she still alive?
My grandfather Fred Elms was born in Llanwonno; are there any Elms' still in the area?
I remember walking home to Perthcelyn from Mountain Ash, after a pint at the Glancynon (now the rugby club) and the 'Navi', then on to the Nixons dance. We, Ray Furlong, Dave Furlong, Dai Gracco, Tony Bish, Alan Jones and myself, called 'Jessie' as my surname is James.
My name is Peter Weeks and I lived on Llanwoanno Road. Every Sunday I would cross this bridge with my elder brother Kenneth, on our way to the Baptist Chapel. This was the time of steam trains. We could hear the trains comming a long time befor they reached the bridge. When we heard the train we used to run to where the train ran underneath, lean over the edge of the bridge, and get lost in the white smoke and ...see more
I remember the swimming baths very well. My name is Peter Weeks and I used to live on Llanwoanno Road. I swam at this baths at every opportunity during the summer. I used to dive from the diving board on the right hand side as you look at the picture, coming up at the steps in middle of the pool. On the one occassion there were people at the steps blocking my access to the steps, it was ...see more