Cross Street

A Memory of Ynysboeth.

I`ve really enjoyed reading about Ynysboeth on this site, I was born in Cross Street in 1957 and lived there until I got married in 1979. Reading all them names from Avondale Street brought back some great memories, some I remember, some I don`t (memory must be fading with age). I have an old copy of a photograph with all the women and children from Cross Street, must be from about 1965? I think, I`m on there, my best mate Skinner who now lives in America, Moses and our mothers. I remember Berwyn Davies shop and how he used to throw potatoes at us when we tormented him. I remember the tump (or twmp in Welsh) by the side of my house (number 7) where they later built new Nant Y Fedw, we had great fun there playing football and sliding down there on cardboard. Cross Street was a great place to live, everyone knew each other and looked out for each other. I went down there recently, my old house is derelict and boarded up, I felt a bit sad about that. I remember the park at the end of the street where we used to go for a cheeky fag, and fishing down the rockies and sandies in the river Cynon, in them days more coal than fish in the river.