Treherbert

Read and share memories of Treherbert and Mid Glamorgan inspired by Frith photos

Kilkenny Farm

I think it was 1987 could be 1986. My late mate David Tidmarsh and I were invited to his grandparents' farm for a week. I really enjoyed it. Fresh food everyday picked from the farm and cooked. David's dad Steve took us there. We went for walks, had a good laugh and went on days out. We didn't catch a bus anywhere, only to Cirencester. We walked all over the area. Would like to visit there again.
Contributed by Derek Oram

Day at Treherbert

My dad came from Treherbert. My grandad, who I never met, worked in the coal mines of the Rhondda Valley. My grandparents also owned a fish and chip shop there. If you are old enough you may even remember it. My grandad apparently used to say when he was dipping fish in batter - "These are the boys for busting boils!" My dad told me that and said he was sure a few people believed him.
I remember, as a small child, my dad took me to see my Nan. I was sat at the table and we had a big roast dinner. I recall my dad saying, "He won't manage all that." My uncle said, "Leave him alone". My peas ...read more here
Contributed by Derek Oram

Marquess of Bute & memories of the 1940s

I remember my grandmother telling me years ago, that I was distantly related to the Marquis of Bute. His wife the Marquess had an illigitimate child, who became my grandmother.  
And I am also a descendant of Alexander Wilson (a Welsh Artist on my father's side) who has art displayed of ancient Cardiff and Barry, in Cardiff Castle, but most are at St Fagan's Museum. His family owned the Temperance Hotel near the castle.  Alexander Wilson was also equerry to the Marquis of Bute in Scotland at Rothersay Castle, Isle of Bute.
My grandmother owned a grocery shop about halfway up Regent Street, Barry, number 38.  I have memories of an air raid shelter in the centre of the street ...read more here
Contributed by Violet Kent

A Cut Heel

My father was replacing a back door in my grandmother's house in Tynewydd.  He laid the old one down flat outside while he started to put the new one in. I decided it would be a good idea to walk on the old door and my foot went straight through one of the panes of glass, taking my heel off in the process.

I was quickly rushed up to the hospital, not a half mile away and was tended to immediately. I then had to visit the hospital every morning for the next few weeks to have my dressing changed. Fabulous service.
M Hewitt

Contributed by M Hewitt