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Nostalgic memories of Splott's local history

Share your own memories of Splott 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.

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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Displaying Memories 11 - 17 of 17 in total

Portmanmore Road Splott 1964 To 1965 Part Three
I really remember the fish & chip shop, the stuffed alligator; kids were scared of it apart from me. I also recall how nasty that short Greek woman from the fish & chip shop was. One early memory I recall isn’t only an unquestionable horror, but also a total mystery. I trailed my mother as she carried my younger sister through the empty supermarket. We paused on the bus ...see more
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Added 23 October 2011

Portmanmore Road 1964 Part Two
My dad was from Bridgend and my mother was from Llanharran. In 1961 soon after they’d got together, I was conceived, they left the valley's and moved in with my Nan, Maureen Payne / Pobihem, and Step Grampy, Polish partner John Pobihem along with my aunties Janice, Sandra, Sonia and Uncle Peter; my Nan was pregnant with my Uncle Mark. My Nan was better known to us as Bigmam; I didn’t know she was my ...see more
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Added 23 October 2011

What Happened To Me
My name was Lynette Evans I’d just like to say hi to everyone that has shared memories of Splott. I remember so much, so clearly, I was barely 3 years old when I moved from Llanharran to Portmanmore Road. It was a supermarket directly opposite the fish & chip shop owned by Greeks. I'd like to pay my respect to a family that can't write their own memories; maybe this will jog somebody’s memory. In ...see more
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Added 22 October 2011

My First Boyfrield Was From Splott
My first boyfriend was John Hawkins, he lived in Splott. My name was Christine Morris then and I lived in no 8 Rossily Road, Rumney with my aunty Eunice Lloyd and my cousin Dennice. I loved living down there. I used to go to Splott with John to his house, does anyone remember his family? His sister married someone called Peter from Rumney, I can't think of his surname but he lived near the ...see more
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Added 26 August 2010

Old Splott Boy
I grew up in Splott, went to St Albans then Splott Road High. My dad had a hardware shop in Carlile Stret opposite Orsolinis the grocers. In 1970 we moved to Llanishen. In 1974 I moved back to Splott but boy how it had changed, the old school had gone, most of my mates had moved, Clive Cusack, Booty, Derek Price, Paul Wootton, we used to hang around outside St Saviour's Hall listening to bands and recall the good ...see more
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Added 10 July 2010

Splott In The Early 60s
I spent 8 years in Splott, in Enid Street, off Portmanmoor Road. Like the first contributor, we were really poor, perhaps poorer than most, and we got picked on for that. I agree with Lavinia though. Our first black family came to live in Enid Street, and our parents all told us to ignore them - although they were clean and tidy, and much more religious than many of the Catholics on our street. They had ...see more
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Added 06 April 2010

Days Gone By
I remember Splott, I grew up there, and my brother still lives there. We were growing up very poor  and scruffy, same as all the kids, one difference though, we were the Black Dixons. The other difference was we were not Catholic, so belonging to a small church showed us life beyond Splott. But I can remeber some good times too, playing hopscotch, skipping, two balls, rat-a-ta ginger. Going to Splott Park with jam ...see more
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Added 02 September 2009