Recollections Of Ystrad Mynach

A Memory of Ystrad Mynach.

Over seventy years ago my father and mother lived in Rose Cottage, half way down Commercial Street, but there was no Commercial Street then just a row of brick houses known as Brick Row. They faced the opposite way to Commercial Street and the church had a spire then, such a pretty village all flowers and water wheels, and baptisms took place in the brook.

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