Nostalgic memories of Pontypridd's local history
Share your own memories of Pontypridd and read what others have said
For well over 10 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. Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.
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My Grandfather Stephen Martin was born about 1905 in Pontypridd he married Beatrice Hartshorn and moved to Abertysswg in the early 1930's,he then moved to Pontlottyn where in about 1947 he died.I unfortunately never had the chance to meet him and would like to know if there is any of his family (...Read full memory)
I have fond memories of Dante Fair where I used to meet my old mates and the gorgeous Christine Harris. Every time I listen to 'The Carnival is over' reminds me of her. The 60's in the Park we would swim through a break in the wood and swim under water to the centre of the pool. And great times in the big pool with the (...Read full memory)
i dont have a clear memory of pontypridd, i was a baby of 14 months, a twin when our mother died giveing birth to a baby, her name was margret olwyn birch,nee owen, we were all put in the childrens homes, and my twin and i was adopted by two diffrent people, my other brothers and sisters were brought up in the home. we were (...Read full memory)
Whilst still at school I had a job on Saturday's at Woolworths, earning 16s11d for working 9am to 6pm. We had to serve the customers,(no checkouts then). My first day was on the fruit and veg counter and had to learn to use the old style weighing machine, also had to add up the items in our heads as we served. It was a really happy place and I loved it.
My memory goes back to the time my mother and father lived in Ponti and it was a very happy time. My father passed away in 1956, killed in Bristol and my father asked my mother to marry him in the bandstand in Ponti Park and they had a good life together. I have great memories of Wales and I shall never forget where I came from. (...Read full memory)
It was approximately 1960 that whilst bathing in the 'pool' as a child of about 3, I held onto the rail at the edge of the 'boardwalk' and became stuck as my legs were pulled underneath where the water poured in (not being strong enough to pull my legs back) and had to be rescued by another child. Scary!!
I lived in Mountain Ash and my husband to be lived in Cardiff, we both used to travel on the bus to Pontypridd to meet up. From there we would walk up to the monument for a kiss and a cuddle. We spent many happy hours up here thinking of our future together. Some times it was so cold we could hardly walk back to the bus (...Read full memory)