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The Flower of Wales

This is the Llantrisant of my memory. The Llantrisant I first saw in January 1966. I married Gaynor Beatrice Jenkins, daughter of Winifred and Gordon Jenkins. We were married on September 23rd. 1966. She passed away to cancer on September 6, 2004. I always called her, with deep affection , my Flower of Wales. She was the very beat of my heart and I love and miss her so.............................
A memory of Llantrisant contributed by Dave Davis

The Flower of Wales

In 1965 I met Gaynor Beatrice Jenkins in Ettlingen, Germany. She worked for the Sewing Factory in Llantrisant and was on a work assignment in Ettlingen , Germany. She was one of twin daughters to Gordon Llewelyn Jenkins and Winfred Birch Jenkins. Her twin sister is Gillian Jenkins. We were married on September 23rd. 1966. She died from cancer on September 6, 2004. She was affectionately called The Flower of Wales by my family in the U.S. She was and always will be, the beat of my heart , and I love her so.
A memory of Llantrisant contributed by Dave Davis

Vauxhall Viva car

From the picture in 1969 this reminds me of my upbringing in the village. I was born in the village in the house adjoining the Windsor Arms in 1951, and brought up in Heol-y-Coed until I married and moved out of the village in 1975.I now live in Llandaff. Like all teenagers I used to hang around the streets and I notice the Vauxhall Viva car parked in the layby (second from right). I can only remember 1 person with a car like that and if it is the same car then it was owned by Linda Roley from Maesyfelin . Also in the centre of the picture in the distance is the Windsor Arms I referred to.
A memory of Pontyclun contributed by Dennis Crutcher

The ATC hut by the cinema

I remember breaking and entering on a Friday night in February. Mr Doyle the local policeman rounds us up on Saturday a.m. in his house that doubled as a police station. Father went crazy and ripped up Wales-Australia tickets and threw them on the fire! My family went on holiday in the summer and left me behind with a neighbour. All for a few .22 bullets. I shall not name my co-defendants. This aint my best memory of growing up in my beloved Pontyclun but it's the most vivid. Used to live in Heol y Coed and apart from my criminal activity I regard it as a wonderful childhood. Moved to Cardiff post 11 plus instead of going to Cowbridge and ...read more here
A memory of Pontyclun contributed by peter harris