The Fifties

A Memory of Troedrhiwfuwch.

I have lovely memories of Troedy; my brother, Terry, and me spent our summer holidays with my gran and grandad who lived at No.59, Sid and Fan. Everybody seemed related. I remember aunty Cory’s ice-cream shop, she was my grandad’s sister and so was aunty Hannah. Uncle Lew and uncle Tom; I can remember them like it was yesterday. We used to go swimming in the clear stream and loved playing on the mountain. For us, living in Bletchley, Bucks (where I still live) was very flat and boring; Troedy was magical and Doreen’s little shop to us was lovely. I wish I could go back in time and spend a week there again.