My Childhood Walks
A Memory of Trinant.
Me and my Uncle Antony always went nut picking in early September and would be gone for hours, that for me is a good childhood memory. Also my late Uncle Jack used to walk me most Saterdays down to the old Hanbury pub where we would have a glass of coca cola and a bag of pork scratchings. We would wait for the old red and white bus to come from Abertillery to take us home.
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