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![]() Llanbradach, Main Street c1955 (ref: L283006) |
Year: 1961
Happy Memories
The High Street is where I was born in 1955. In the street was the Working Mans Club, the Cinema and 'Jeffrey's' (the sweet shop where my brother and I used to go and spend out pocket money on a Saturday). Once a year all the children would go to the Working Mans Cub for an orange, thrupenny bit and a stamp on the hand, I cannot remember the reason for it now but I remember it was special. My brother and I used to go to the cinema on a Saturday, it cost us 6d to get in and we had 6d for sweets. The mine closed and we moved but I still have lots of very happy memories. Last edited: 17/11/2008 09:24 by Julia Nation |
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1976 in Llanbradach
I visited my gran and my aunts in Llanbradach twice in the early 1970s. It was my first ever visit to Great Britain and I fell in love with the church. To someone accustomed to supermarkets, shopping from grocer to butcher to baker was like having an Enid Blyton book come true. My sisters and I soon made friends with two of the girls who lived there, Susan and I forget the other girl's name. I can see their faces so clearly. They took us to a public swimming pool, to a cinema and to a fish and chip shop and especially under the train bridge so we could scream when the train passed overhead. We forded your extremely cold little river, we hid under ferns on the hillside and we climbed the slopes on the other side of the valley by the train tracks. If you are in your late 40s and remember making friends with four children from Barbados in the West Indies in the early to mid-1970s, thank you for making a wonderful summer. Ann, Cathy, Liz and Andy Last edited: 08/09/2008 11:13 by Catherine Walcott |
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Year: 1944
LLANBRADACH PUB ON THE CORNER
My grandparents, Ben & Polly Thomas, ran the pub opposite the Miners Welfare. I was evacuated there and I can remember on Saturday night, the US Servicemen would come along with their band and play in the pub. My grandparents had a white haired terrier called "Tim". Tim would come into the bar, the bottom bar where the widows of miners were allowed in on Saturday nights. Tim would go into the middle of the bar carrying an enamel bucket with a wooden handle. He would swing the bucket around and then let it go, run and jump over the bar and race out the back. There was the bottom bar, the top bar (posh bar) and the Snug out the back. My grandparents did not like cats but had to have one for the mice in the cellars. They called the cat "HITLER", it was fun to see in the cellars a mouse come round the corner with Hitler chasing and Tim chasing Hitler. Just like Tom and Jerry. I was given a flute which I blew but the Police Station next door took exception as it just sounded like a police whistle!! One final story, the Snug Bar stayed open to one a.m. and many a Saturday night with no transport about they often found a cow, put the drinker on the cow and led him home. I met a gentleman in Sevenoaks who remembered being one of the guests on board the cow, he was taken to Caerphilly, then let the cow loose who walked back to LLANBRADACH. Last edited: 28/07/2008 14:20 by John Rooke |
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