Treherbert, The Falls c.1960
Photo ref:
T196027
Photo ref:
T196027
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As this village is at the far north of the Rhondda it is not too far from the Brecon National Park, famous for its rivers and waterfalls, carving out the limestone country. This picture is at the lower end of the Scwd yr Eira waterfall on the River Hepste.
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A Selection of Memories from Treherbert
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 Treherbert
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My mother was born in Blaenrhondda at the top of the Rhondda Fawr in 1914 and was one of four sisters but she was the only one to leave the Rhondda at the age of fourteen to go into service in England. During WW2 when my father was in the army, my mother and I moved back to my grandmothers house in Clyngwyn Road in Blaenrhondda for a few years, I can vaguely remember attending Blaenrhondda School for a ...see more
Another memory of Treherbert
Ben Thomas' recollection of January 2013, reminded me that he was not the only one who was lucky on that fateful day. A call of nature was Ben's escape, mine was a piano lesson. Both my mother and I were born in Treherbert and my father was from Ystrad. We had left the Rhondda when I was 2 years old and settled in Greenford, Middlesex. However my ...see more
My own memories date from 1956 when I went on a family holiday to stay with my mother's carer where she was evacuated in WW2. My mum was there from 1939 to 1943 at least, and she stayed with a Mrs Tancock, a widow, who was probably in her early 60's during WW2. My mum attended the Penuel (Presbytarian Church of Wales) Sunday School, Ynyswen, Treherbert, Rhondda (I have a Welsh language New Testament ...see more
I recall as a young boy of 7 or 8, that I was among a group of friends playing on the siding at the bottom of Margaret Street. We, as friends, found the bomb on the Rhigos Mountain and carried it back to the siding and were throwing stones at the bomb, in an attempt to explode it!. After a short while, I had a call of nature and left the siding, went up the Gooly to my ...see more
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