From 1950 to 1953, I delivered the Cefn Chronicle throughout
Cefn Mawr, and unlike today, delivery also included payment, which significantly increased the time taken to complete the round. After school on a Friday I would make my way to the Chronicle Office in High Street, where I would collect 13 dozen papers. Often, I would have to wait while these were printed. This task was carried out by Harold Lane before he passed the single, double sided printed sheets to Bryn Jones or my brother, Leonard for folding down to a size slightly larger than A4. It was fascinating to watch these machines and operators at work.
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Friday, Early November 1951, Friday, 4.30pm
It's late afternoon, very cold and rain imminent, remembers Alun Salisbury. Leaving the Chronicle office with my heavy bag of papers, I turn left along High St making calls before arriving at
Mr Jones' small 'corner' shop located near Williams' Bakery.
Mr Jones sells everything, from sweets, to Zeebo paste for Black Lead Grates, to bundles of kindling sticks secured with rubber bands cut from car tyre inner tubes. On entering, I become aware of the over powerful smell of paraffin emanating from the large metal storage tank located in the corner of the store. Paraffin is essential for many, for their homes are lit by oil lamps. Scanning the shelves, I'm tempted to buy sweets, but they are always served loose from the jar and there are no ready made sweet bags in his shop, for Mr Jones makes his own from neatly stacked, cut squares of old newspaper which he has prepared and placed on the counter. I chose bulls eyes, and once weighed he picks up a square of paper, and before the blink of my eye, rolls and makes up a paper cone into which the sweets are placed. A final twist is made at the base, and top folded over secure the contents. I pay and make my way to Rock Place and schoolteacher's house;
JP Humphreys. JP lives with Jonathan, who has a shop on the Crane. They live in the rear of the house so I have to announce my arrival with a shout of 'Chronicle' at the side gate. As usual JP opens the gate, so I'm sure to receive my customary penny tip. Later, I make my way up Mount Pleasant, calling on 'uncle' Will (Slater) Hughes and 'aunty' Maggie whose house is at the top of Morris' steps. Tonight 'uncle' Will is busy in his pigeon loft so 'aunty' Maggie pays for the paper and I receive a warm drink and another penny tip.
Light is fading but before it's too dark I hope to reach the top of Mount Pleasant and the old Air Raid Shelters' and remains of the Emergency, Fire, Water Tank - Relics of the Second World War. It's beginning to rain but through the gloom I can see Greig Evans' father's house which overlooks Mount Pleasant perched high up on the rock at the end of Browns Lane. His Morgan three wheel car is parked outside. This is a marvellous vehicle with a big 'V' twin engine mounted on the front of the car, driving the single rear wheel. I'm always spellbound when I see it but I've no time to walk up the steep rock path tonight.
Arriving at the last shelter I turn right and walk down the fenced footpath leading to the
ABC steps, which pass Chatham's Quarry. The streetlamp at the bottom of the steps illuminates the old, black painted
Labour Hut, which is often used for dance evenings and parties, but it's deserted tonight. Continuing down the path I note the progress made to the bonfire, by our rivals, Ronny Cranshaw and his friends. The bonfire is built on the edge of the bank overlooking Theo's garage and sometimes used by the locals as a refuse tip. By comparison, our bonfire is much larger, and if the night wasn't so dark could be seen from here for ours is built on Chatham's sandstone quarry waste, and elevated ground located besides the dirt road leading from Theo's garage to Plas Kynaston Hall.
Continuing down Rock Hill, I pass
Thomas the Tinsmith's workshop where he is still hard at work. Here, he makes all manner of equipment, but today he has made a good number of coalminers' water bottles and snapping boxes, several of which he has tied together. These I know will be handed to the bus driver taking coalminers, who are on night shift, to Bersham or Hafod collieries. The roaring fire, used to heat his soldering irons looks inviting on this cold, wet night, but I've no time to spare, and besides, my next customer has a gas fire, and I shall, for a change, deliver the paper indoors and out of the rain.
That customer is 'aunty' Harriet who has a sweet shop in Well St. Opening the door to the shop triggers the bell alerting her of my presence. She enters the shop from her sitting room making her way to the chain controlling the slumbering gas light. Pulling the chain brings the light up to full power. As expected, her single burner, globe, gas fire which she has on the counter, is alight and hissing away so I take the opportunity to warm my hands while she finds the two pence for the paper.
A few more calls and I arrive at my uncle John Hughes, and aunty Catherine's house. They live in a small cottage just off Well St, next to Bowen's grocery shop. Uncle John is affectionately known throughout the village as
DCM, but I don't know why. (It was many years before I realise that this is an acronym for, Distinguished Conduct Medal and that this military decoration was awarded to uncle John following action at Neuve-Chapelle, France, May 1916. Unfortunately, two months later, whilst attacking Mametz Wood, Somme, France, he sustained a machine gun bullet to his arm which, like many others, effectively ended his Service career and prevented him from working again.)
Continuing along
Well Street, I pass Morris' Hardware Store. Even though the hour is late customers are still entering this emporium but taking care to tread carefully on the rickety and well patched floorboards. The flickering gas lights reveal both Bernard, and his brother Cecil tending their needs just as they had a few days previously when my mother bought a new pair of wellingtons for me. I am beginning to regret wearing them for I am already suffering from chilblains brought on by the cold, damp weather.
Crossing the road I find Bernard's old BSA motorcycle with hand gear change. It's in its usual place propped against the Clinic Wall. He uses the bike daily from his home in Trevor even making the journey home for lunch. He presents a distinctive figure when riding, always sporting a cigarette clenched tightly between his lips. His weather protection takes the form of a rearward facing flat cap and gabardine mackintosh, which is always billowing in the wind.
Next to the Clinic,
Willy Morton, the butcher and staff are cleaning the shop counter and sweeping up in preparation to close. His shop is located next to
Morris' steps which lead to my home, but there is no point in calling.
I've spotted that lights are on in the
Midland Bank opposite and that means that my mother, who is the cleaner, is hard at work.
There is also evidence, on the road that my father's miners' coal allowance has been delivered, but as this is the main street through Cefn, and we live opposite the bus stop, he would have had to clear it away without delay. This would have been hard work for both my mother and father for they have to carry the coal in buckets up a flight of 14 steps and then store it in the coal-place under our stairs. Had the load been delivered any other day than Friday, then I would certainly have had to help.
Rumbling to a stop outside the bank and
Williams the Shoe Repairer is a crowded Crosville double deck bus with its windows streaming with condensation. People are anxious to get off and make their way home. Although it's Friday night, for most this is not the end of the working week. Some take the opportunity and collect their repaired shoes whilst others pop into
George the Barber next door.
The bus pulls away to reveal
Elliotts (Whitehead's) cycle shop. They are advertising Standard Fireworks for sale. Once I've been paid for delivering the papers I plan to call and purchase some fountains and catherine wheels for the 'big' night which is only days away.
Continuing my journey, I pass Mrs Bowen's Milk Bar and hear the high-speed whine from the milkshake machine, interrupted occasionally as the blade contacts ice cream. Clearly someone is having a treat. For a moment I wonder what flavour they have chosen.
Melia's, opposite is closed. Tomorrow, Saturday I plan a visit to enquire whether they have any broken biscuits for sale! Their biscuits are delivered and served from one foot square metal boxes. Depending on the handling this often results in breakages, and customers won't buy broken biscuits. A bag of broken biscuits, purchased at a reduced price, is always a treat for the Cefn gang.
Cuffin's shop and Phillips the Chemist next door both have customers but I am passing the jewellers shop opposite and the wrist watches in the window grab my attention.
I'm drawn from the jewellers window by the smell of fresh bread and cakes wafting along the street from Williams Bakery shop next door. Although at this hour, there is very little left on the shelves. With the smell of cakes fresh in my mind I continue on my way, but fail to see one of Jesson's single decker buses approaching. Seeking refuge I dive onto the small pavement and bus stop outside
Fletchers the butchers and Vault's pub. The bus comes to a grinding halt, for this is the bus stop for anyone heading in the direction of Wrexham. Of their two buses this is my favourite. It's the more modern of the two and has rounded front and rear panels as opposed to the older, square shaped one. Momentarily, I'm reminded of the many journeys I have made with my mother on Jesson's buses to Wrexham Market during and after the war. Principally, the trip was to purchase tripe, but more importantly, tripe fat, which was available without food coupons. Like many mothers she used the fat for frying fish and chips. Unfortunately, once heated the fat gave off an overpowering pungent odour, but strangely, had no effect on the quality and taste of the fish or chips.
Mindful of my lucky escape, I approach the corner and junction of Well Street, Hill Street and Crane Street. There are lights on in Will Jones' Chippy for he is preparing for the evening trade. (Will Jones owned the fish and chip shop prior to it being known as Den's Chippy.) On passing Harry Hughes' shop, which is below the chippy, I'm reminded of the delicious ice cream that Mr Hughes makes. But it's too cold tonight to enjoy one, and besides, my hands aren't clean and with only wafers available, I'll end up making the wafer grubby in the centre, as is usual. It's safer to cross the road at this point for there is no pavement on the Ebenezer Chapel side and head towards Freddy Butts grocery shop.
Continuing, I pass Lloyd Davies' tobacco shop and I am reminded of the many times I've run an errand to collect my father's Twist, a must for any coalminer going underground. Once more I'm greeted by the delicious smell of bread and cakes but this time it's from Ethelstons (Ecclestones?). Mindful of the hour, I cross the street to gaze momentarily in Frank Ellis' shop window. Mr Ellis has these new televisions in store, and if I'm lucky, he may just have one turned on. He has and it's an Alba consul model, but the price tag indicates that it's £99. Gosh that's a lot of money.
Passing Gracies Drapery Store the rain turns to snow. It's a bad night for delivering newspapers but I continue and make a call just beyond the lane leading back up to High Street and the Chronicle Office. Turning, I retrace my steps to the Maypole and Chemist shops and turn for the Doctor's steps. The handrail is helpful particularly as the steps are now slippery with snow. On passing the surgery, I glance in and can see that all seats are occupied by patients waiting to see Dr McDonald. I just hope they've made a note of whose turn it is next, for there is no queuing system in place.
A few calls later I arrive at Mrs Bowen's home. She lives opposite the entrance to Cefn School and owns the Milk Bar in Well Street. As usual, the dog Laddie, an Irish Setter makes a huge fuss, because he looks forward each week to my visit. As a rule he is allowed to accompany me for the remainder of my round, but not tonight for the snow is falling much heavier. Further calls are made at Queen Street, followed by Cae Gwilym Lane, Heol Cefnydd and finally, over three hours after I commenced my round, Heol Berwyn, and with Dick's Shop in sight, almost the end of my round.
Seeing Dick's shop is always a welcoming sight, but particularly tonight for its cold and the snow is several inches deep on the roads and pavements. I'm also wet through and my wet trousers are rubbing my legs which are chapped and stinging and making it painful to walk. In addition I fear that the skin covering the chilblains on my feet are broken. To ease the pain of both, I take advantage of the conditions and find that I am able to make slow, but much better progress by sliding my wellingtons over the slippery surface.
Making my way home I take the new, but incomplete road with half built houses on either side that I understand is to be called, Coronation Street. Turning left at the first road junction I climb the bank and head across the fields to Plas Kynaston Hall, before stopping briefly to see what films are showing at the Palace, and George Edwards Hall cinemas. But I can't wait to get home and change into some dry clothes in front of the roaring fire in the black lead grate. It'll also be an opportunity to sooth my chilblains, using Snowfire solid emollient ointment for they are itching really badly. I must remember, however, that the heat from the fire makes the itch much worse.
Having changed my clothes and tended my feet it's now time to count the money collected for the papers. Turning the gas light to full power I spread out the coins. Depending on their denomination, these are stacked into 1/- groups. Having sold 13 dozen papers, I should have £3/1/0 which is to be returned to the Chronicle Office early on Saturday morning.
I awake early and following breakfast make my way to the Chronicle Office. The traffic in Well Street is at a standstill. I understand from friends that two Crosville buses and other vehicles are trying to pass each other in Crane Street, which is difficult at the best of times, but today the problem is made worse by commercial vans and lorries making deliveries.
Reaching the Chronicle office, I make my way upstairs to meet Carey Jones, editor. Mr Jones checks the number of papers allocated to me and counts the money. I'm relieved when he announces £3/1/0 and a smile appears on my face as he pays me my wages. This amounts to just over 10/- per week which is good, particularly for a young boy.
With money in my pocket it's time to visit Elliotts (Whiteheads) Cycle Shop for those Fountain and Catherine wheel fireworks, but first I shall visit Jonty's shop on the Crane for he also sells fireworks and is more likely to have Bangers - Little Demon's in particular but occasionally Cannon's and these are far more fun. Last year, I lit one and placed it in our dustbin. The resultant explosion caused the lid to fly several feet into the air. Wow! That was exciting, but did I have a telling off from my father.
your comments
Chistine Madsen
Hi Carol, your story of the horse reminded me of another horse rider,a woman this time though. She was walking home from Wrexham to Plas Madoc having run out of money for a taxi and when she got near Esless Park she saw a horse in a field near there so she too rode it home and let the horse go on Coed Richard. Sadly she has passed away now but I won't give you her name as her family still live here.
Fri May 8 15:42:58 2009
Carol Young nee Morris from Mansfield
To Sonja Betton and everyone who knew my grandad Ned the Graig from Cefn, I have to say reading all the things grandad got up to reminds me of my dad David his son. I remember one night years ago he had been to the legion club in Mansfield Woodhouse 4 miles from where he lived. Dad being dad and having just one more pint missed his last bus so started walking. When he got near the bus stop he saw a horse in the field, he jumped on the horse and rode it all the way back to Warsop until he got close to home. When he got home my mam said to him "David what's all that hair on your suit?" he said "I missed my last bus and jumped on a horse in a field in Woodhouse and rode it home". Mam said "Well where's the horse now?" and dad said "When I jumped off I slapped its backside now it's half way to Shirebrook" which was the opposite direction to its home. This is true and typical of my dad. I could tell you loads of stories of how he was like grandad but it would take me too long. Dad was a character as well.
Tue Apr 14 10:53:40 2009
Gillian Hughes (nee Morris), Rhosymedre
To Bryan Jones, Canada. Thanks for your reply. It's nice that you remember my family well. Dad has always talked about how he used to leave his bike at your house, fond memories. Your mum was a lovely lady and we used to have some laughs with her. Both my sister and I used to work at the chemist shop in Johnstown. My mum and dad send their best regards to you.
Thu Feb 26 08:24:51 2009
Nigel Edwards, Wrexham
To Kristian Butterton from Cefn Mawr. I used to live at 28 Coronation Street with my mum and dad and brother Peter. I remember Ben and Reenie, they used to live next door and they had some kids, don't remember their names. I left Cefn in 1968 and can also remember some neighbours but no names come to mind.
Mon Feb 2 08:58:34 2009
Bryan Jones, Vancouver
Hi Gillian Hughes. I remember your family well. I worked with Fred in Monsanto and remember how when he was courting your mother he would ride his bike to Johnstown and then leave it at my house before walking down Bangor road to meet Elaine. I remember either you or your sister worked in the chemists shop by the Travellers. Your gran was a resident of the nursing home with my mother Mrs Jenkins.
Wed Jan 28 08:33:35 2009
Chistine Madsen
Please can anyone tell me if the High Street Cefn was once the main street with shops etc as the name suggests? If so, did the Cefn end at the turning off Well St up onto the High street? When was Crane Street developed as the main shopping area? I have walked along the High street with my lovely Border terrier (Iolo) looking for clues, could see what may have been window sills in the walls that are there but little else.
Mon Jan 5 11:54:55 2009
Gillian Hughes (nee Morris), Rhosymedre
To Janet - Vancouver, Canada: I remember your Auntie Gwenda and David very well, they lived in the flats next to the house where I lived with my parents Elaine & Fred Morris and my sister Jane. Gwenda was always popping into our house for a chat. Gwenda and David were so friendly, it's sad that neither of them are with us now. I see Sharon from time to time.
Fri Jan 2 10:03:06 2009
Alun Salisbury, Cardiff formerly Cefn Mawr
Janet, Vancouver, Canada - David and Elizabeth Griffiths lived at 6 Coronation Street, next door to us at number 4. I am unable to tell you more about them for David was a year or so younger than me and we had different friends.
Wed Dec 31 10:49:19 2008
Ian Davies, Cefn Mawr
To Janet, I went to school with Sharon and my dad worked with Dai Griff in Monsanto.
Wed Dec 31 09:39:21 2008
Janet, Vancouver, Canada
My auntie Gwenda lived at Rock Rd, Rhosymedre, she married David Griffiths, who had a sister, Elizabeth. They lived in Coronation Street, Cefn. Does anyone remember the family? Gwen had a daughter while living in Rock Rd (Sharron) she later had a little boy (Ian) when they all moved to Acrefair (Plas Madoc). Gwen & David have now passed away.
Mon Dec 29 11:20:53 2008
Christine Madsen
For Arthur Lansley. I am Marilyn Jansen's sister, Christine, and I remember you and Margaret but not Isobel. Margaret, Marilyn and myself were the only girls in the school who wore liberty bodices. Oh dear, how old is that! I had pull on ones and Marilyn had little rubber buttons. Margaret had pull on ones. I was smitten by you, I was about 6 at the time! God bless.
Mon Dec 8 08:48:46 2008
Mrs M Jansen
For Arthur Lansley - yes I remember you well, and Margaret and your mum and dad and your little blond sister, Isabel. Margaret had curly hair, but yours was straight, I think. In your early teens you were a bit lanky, like most teenagers. I used to go to your house with Margaret reasonably often. I left the area at age 20 years to join the Police. I have been married now for over 40 years and am a grandmother. I would like to know what happened to you and your lovely sisters.
Tue Dec 2 07:30:52 2008
Christine Madsen
To Arthur Lansley, I remember your family. My sister was born in 1945 so would remember you well. I remember that you had a sister Margaret. I was born in 1949 (this is only between you and me and the hundreds who read these delightful pages!). Margaret I think is somewhere between Marilyn, my sister, and myself.
Mon Dec 1 08:26:26 2008
Tom Jones, ex Trevor now Middlesbrough
David Hart, Acrefair - How about another trip to Jersey? Trouble is I haven't got a motor bike to sell. We could still sing in the Southampton Hotel (it's still there).
Bob Williams, Newbridge and Elwick, trying to get in touch- don't know your new location - Monsanto re-union Tom Jones.
Thu Nov 20 08:10:14 2008
Arthur Lansley, Rhuddlan
I was born in Queens Square in 1944 later moving to Plas Isaf in 1955. I was a choirister at St Johns Church and would very much like to hear from anyone who remembers me.
Mon Nov 17 08:48:29 2008
Susan Gordon Jones (Whitehead) ex Cefn Mawr
I am staying with my son in Johnstown at the moment and cannot get over how much building has gone on in the whole area since I left. I paid a nostalgic trip to Cefn, Acrefair and Llangollen but got completely lost in Wrexham, the only landmark I recognised was the Church. What on earth are they building on Eagles' Meadow?
Mon Sep 8 09:36:16 2008
Chris Madsen
I have been told there were two Ena Greens in Cefn/Rhosymedre. I have written about the lovely Ena I knew who lived in Rock Hill as a young woman and spent her retirement in Green Close, Rhosymedre, no disrespect to the other Ena Green.
Wed Aug 6 09:41:38 2008
Kath Jones/Roux
Bob Williams/Leonard Salisbury. I knew of Durward from my parents. Neither Mr and Mrs Green or Ena ever spoke of him to the children at Crane Chapel. It must have been very traumatic for them, and my utmost admiration to Mrs Green for her Bible teaching skills. Mrs Green will always be remembered for telling us that we can sing, good or bad, we were still free to sing. Don't know if the 2nd World War or Durward's death was the motive, but either way, it worked.
Thu Jul 10 08:35:43 2008
Bob Williams, Newbridge and Elwick
Re Durward Green's drowning. I remember going to the Dee to see them dragging the river. His death had a big impact on our mothers who stopped us swimming at that spot for the rest of the year.
Wed Jul 9 11:02:42 2008
Leonard Salisbury
The Methodist Chapel was just where Dr Patel's surgery and the IT/Bank are. You also must remember that the Co-op pharmacy and shop were also in this vicinity and Williams and Watkin on the corner. Ena Green had a brother, Durward, who was accidentally drowned in the River Dee just up stream from the bridge at Newbridge 1946/7ish.
Wed Apr 30 13:31:38 2008
Kath Jones/Roux
To Chris Madsen, The Chapel was knocked down and replaced by a bank. I knew the Green family when they lived on Cae Gwylym. Mrs Green used to teach us in Sunday school along with another lady whose name escapes me at the moment.
Wed Apr 23 08:24:23 2008
Chris Madsen
For Kath Jones Roux, I cannot place the methodist Chapel but my mum used to live by Mr And Mrs Green and Ena. I knew Ena too, a lovely lady. My dear brother in law married Ena's nephew's daughter.
Mon Apr 21 08:47:37 2008
Marilyn Jansen, Dukinfield, Cheshire
Does anyone out there remember my grand-dad William Evans? He died in 1952 aged 75 years. He was known locally as Will Hard Had because he wore a bowler hat. He used to write letters for people and charge them sixpence a letter, he was quite a character. It would be nice to read about him from someone who knew him.
Mon Apr 21 08:36:17 2008
Kath Jones/Roux
Anyone remember attending the Methodist Chapel on the Crane? Always remember the Chapel anniversaries, endless hours spent with Mrs Green practicing singing, and then feeling totally inadequate in the vocal arena when listening to Ena.
Thu Apr 17 08:58:43 2008
Chris M
It would seem that Gladys Morris who married Herb (Muck )Williams' brother and her sisters Marian who married Roy Brain and Edith were my Dads cousins. I would love to know more about them to fit them into my family tree. They lived in Well St, house is still standing and had a hut on the road belonging to them (hut was red when I was in my teens many moons ago now )
Thu Apr 10 13:59:10 2008
Chris Madsen nee Jones
Does anyone have a nain or great nain called Caroline who was a Morris at birth and was born around 1900? She lived as a very small child with her father Richard Morris in 3 Webster Terrace, her mother Jane was by then dead, maybe she died having Caroline. She is my grandmother's youngest sister and I am interested to know what happened to her. Thank you.
Fri Jan 11 10:09:22 2008
John Evans, Newtown
To Chris Masden: Haven't visited this page for a while. You asked on 20 Sept about my nickname Duncan - yes that's me! Don't ask me why. I only know that it was Bill McLaren who gave it me. I now realise who you are. You lived at 42 Plas Isaf, next to John and Sylvia Lane. I remember Hetty's shop well. It was famous for her 'Penny ice lollies' (were they home made?) a really cheap alternative to Albiston's expensive sixpenny ones.
Tue Dec 18 08:24:19 2007
Chris Madsen (Jones) Plas Isaf
To Valerie Roberts, Stockport. I have got a little bit further on where Ken and Hetty are buried. As Hetty died such a while ago we think that Rhosymedre church yard is likely. Rev A. Coleman will help you there but Ken was a few years after and I now know who saw to his funeral. I cannot find their phone number in the book but if you ask the webteam for my email address I will gave you their name and maybe you can get it off the electoral register.
Mon Dec 17 08:13:48 2007
Chris Madsen (Jones), Plas Isaf
To Valerie, Hetty used to have vinegar from the barrel. I do remember that as a child, the shop was small but sold all that we needed in Rhosymedre. Hetty had a sister, my mum remembers her visiting Hetty to stay a while, where you fit in mum does not know. I have spoken to various people to place where they were buried, we will get to the bottom of this. We stick together here, we will let you know.
Wed Nov 28 09:39:32 2007
Marilyn Jansen (nee Jones), Dukinfield, Cheshire
To Valerie Roberts, Stockport. Read your comments with interest. We do not live far from each other over here, but I hope to go to live in Shropshire once my house has sold. Sadly I do not remember you and your brother. I was 16 years old in 1960 and did not call at your aunty's shop during that period, only when I was younger. I don't know where they are buried. I think I had left home before Ken died anyway. I was 20 when I left to join the Police. I was stationed in Stalybridge. How did you arrive at Stockport? I was shopping there only yesterday. Take care dear girl.
Mon Nov 26 08:11:10 2007
Chris Madsen (Jones), Plas Isaf
I have just received November's copy of the Cefn Chronicle, a pale shadow of its former self of course but it is so lovely to see the heading. I am impressed with the Ebenezer and intend to take my dear mum there now they have started Sunday lunch, after church of course, which is also becoming a bit of a dinosaur. Mum used to attend the Ebenezer and has fond memories of it. Things went down hill when Sundays became "wet" in Wales and worst of all when shops opened on Sundays - that has become the "church" to a lot of people, my own children included. I am glad to say that in the church I attend we have about 15 children or more in Sunday school, so all is not gloom and doom, and best of all Cefn is regenerating slowly but surely. My Nain called it the dear old Cefn and she was from Bristol, but how right she was.
Mon Nov 19 08:34:16 2007
Christine, Wrexham
Does anyone remember my great grandfather John Hennery Parry known as Jack Parry who lived in the Pentre as a gamekeeper in Keeeper's Cottage?
Mon Nov 19 08:24:20 2007
William Russell Jones, Cefn Mawr
Sue, Eva Jones (Bangor)'s son was Graham who is my age.
Sun Nov 18 16:22:52 2007
Sue's memories from Rock Hill
I have just recalled that Eva Jones (Bangor) bought Mrs Green's Rock Hill house afterwards also Mrs Green used to have children stay with her from "away". I used to get invited to tea with them, the girl was called Peggy and there was also a boy whose name I forget. Ena Green, their daughter, always claimed she remembered me when I was a twinkle in my dad's eye.
Fri Nov 16 14:12:01 2007
Valerie Roberts, Stockport
To Marilyn Jansen, I was reading through your article about you going to buy sweets from my aunty Hetty's shop. My sister Rowena and I stayed with Hetty and Ken whilst our brother was being born. We wondered if you remember us as we stayed during the summer of 1960 and went to the church school. We were made to stand up in front of the whole school one day as Hetty had bought us both white lace up pumps and painted them with yellow gloss paint. Tilly Pointon thought this highly amusing. I wondered if anyone remembers our humiliation? I also wondered if you might know where Hetty and Ken were buried?
Thu Nov 15 10:46:56 2007
Chris Madsen (Jones), Plas Isaf
To Alun, your dear mum used to have a little part time job in Plas Madoc leisure centre when we had dances. My mum knew her very well. I worked there for 9 years total but not all in one go and that is how I came to meet her. I remember her living in Alwyn.
Wed Nov 7 14:11:11 2007
Alun Salisbury, Cardiff formerly Cefn Mawr
Chris Madsen (Jones), Plas Isaf. Hannah Jane was my mother. Towards the latter end of her life she moved from Ashgrove to the pensioners' flats at Alwen, Plas Madoc. With advancing years and increasing disability she reluctantly agreed to give up her independence and moved to Chirk Court, Chirk, where she was very happy. She passed away in February 2004 aged 94 and is buried at Tref-y-Nant Cemetery.
Wed Nov 7 08:14:22 2007
Chris Madsen (Jones), Plas Isaf
To Alun, are you related to Anna Jane? Lovely lady, lived on Plas Madoc.
Mon Nov 5 10:51:53 2007
Sylvia Lavarack, Watford
I have been trying to find history of Fletcher's the Butchers as my late husband's grandfather was Robert Fletcher and would be extremely interested in gaining more imfo on him. I know Fletcher's was a chain of butchers starting I would imagine in the 20s. He started his buisness in Birmingham in a market I believe, and became one of the first to import frozen meat and was told by my husband that he sold out to Lord Vesti or Vesty in I should imagine 50s or 60s. Can anyone furnish me with any other info?
Fri Nov 2 10:20:10 2007
Alun Salisbury, Cardiff formerly Cefn Mawr
The BBC web team have kindly upgraded the photograph at the beginning of this article. For those interested the individuals are, from left to right: my cousin John Hughes (DCM's grandson), Jean Egan, Thelma Roberts, self, Alun Salisbury and Ceridwen Lloyd.
Thu Nov 1 12:31:35 2007
Susan Gordon Jones (Whitehead)
To Marilyn Jansen (Jones) - hello, nice to hear from you, yes I do remember you well, and your sister. So you have grandchildren now, congratulations, I have two sons and a daughter but no sign of grandchildren! I think I remember Yvonne too, did your grandmother live next door to Rhosymedre Post Office? If so I worked in the same office as your mother at one time, better not say how many years ago!
Wed Oct 31 15:35:21 2007
Chris Madsen (Jones) Plas Isaf
To Terry Sharpe, vicar Elwyn Jones had a son Steven so I take it you mean him. He also had another son whose name escapes me, do you remember him? Vicar Jones christened me, I was 12 at the time, he also christened my two sons but my daughter was christened by vicar Rogers. She is younger than my boys. I have now become Catholic, I find it lovely and peaceful at the services and have met some lovely priests and have lots of lovely friends there.
Mon Oct 22 08:32:29 2007
Marilyn Jansen (nee Jones), Dukinfield, Cheshire
I see you look at this website Susan Gordon Jones (nee Whitehead). I used to go to your dad's shop, he sold books if I remember rightly. Anyhow, I spent all my pocket money there. Nearly every week I called into that shop. Someone mentioned Hetty and Ken from Rhosymedre. A group of us children on our way to church would call there to spend a few pence. We would knock on the side door, the main shop being closed Sunday. Ken would usually answer and we would ask for certain sweets like pear drops, aniseed balls, or liquorise sticks. When Ken disappeared to get these items, we would peer into the room and sometimes dare to walk in. This room was full of antiques, including stuffed animals and birds in glass domes. We were alway fascinated with these. Of course we would run quickly when we heard him on his way back. Anyway back to Susan, I remember you so well. Hope you are happy and well yourself. I am. I count my blessings anyway. I have a lovely husband, children, and grand-children. I am in the process of selling my house and hope to live somewhere in Shropshire in a bungalow. Can't wait. Bye for now.
Thu Oct 18 08:50:28 2007
Terry Sharpe, Rhosymedre
To Chris Madsen. Oh, I haven't moved far. I live in Church Street and suffer huge bouts of nostalgia. I walk around the village and think of how it used to look. I too remember the old vicarage and I was friends with the vicar's son Steven. We both used to keep pet mice! Happy days indeed...
Wed Oct 17 08:38:29 2007
Chris Madsen (Jones), Plas Isaf
Re Alun's comment on May 14th, Herb Muck was indeed a councillor (labour) and was the chappie that took my nain and taid to the polling station (hard hat) where they voted conservative. I think that would be down to my taid as my dear nain was a timid lady, she even voted for whoever my taid told her to! My mum (Sue) told my taid off for using Herb as a lift as he was not labour to which my taid answered but Herb does not know that!
Tue Oct 16 09:25:30 2007
Yvonne Dougal, Wrexham
Thanks for replying Marilyn with info. that Chris is your sister. I'm sorry, but had forgotten your sister's name. I guess we only remember our own age group. I remember now where you lived in Chapel St. My Dad used to park his car in a garage beside your house in the 'big yard'. I too remember the old tin baths. Terrible trying to empty it! This is good website. Have now communicated with work friend who lives in USA. I too will be celebrating 40 years of marriage next year. Haven't decided what country to visit yet. Kindest regards.
Fri Oct 12 09:16:08 2007
Chris Madsen, Acrefair
To David Ethelston, thank you for sharing your family history with us, they were a big part of Cefn life. I will correct my mum over her mix up over Steve. My aunt Gwyn used to help out in the shop sometimes, she is sadly no longer with us. Mum and I used to visit Amy when we were members of the Mothers' Union in St Johns, Rhosymedre, we visited all the members that could not come through ill health etc, we are now both Catholic (but that's another story) so no longer do that.
Thu Oct 11 13:57:23 2007
Marilyn Jansen, Dukinfield, Cheshire
Nice to hear from you Yvonne. Chris Madsen is my sister bless her. Yes, it was your house so must have been after the coronation. I was 8 years old then. Of course I remember Christine Pugh and her brothers, Terry, Lawson and Grantham, all nice looking boys. I lived in a cottage at the end of the 'big yard', which was small really. My dad used to hang our tin baths on the gable end. I remember the lamplighter used to douse the gas mantles each day and call me blondie. I hated to be called that. I also remember going to Cefn with my dad to get the huge radio batteries filled with acid so we could hear our radio. I joined the Police, so left home and met my husband. We will have been married 40 years in March next year and are going on a cruise to Australia and New Zealand. Don't relish the long flight though. Can't quite remember Malcom your brother. Can't put a face to many names in our village now after so long. So glad you are well and happy. How you must miss your grand daughter living so far away. We are all products of our once thriving village and so I think we have a link to eachother that many people don't have today. Village life as we knew it is dying in this country, due in no small part to the advent of supermarkets. Natural progression it is called. Well, so long dear girl. God Bless.
Tue Oct 9 08:28:10 2007
Yvonne Dougal (nee Hughes) Wrexham
Marilyn Jansen (nee Jones). Hello, good to hear from you. I have replied a few days ago, but it hasn't been printed. Just wanted you to know I have read your comments. I don't remember Vicar Rowlands, but was told off for boucing a ball against his wall. It was a lovely vicarage. I also remember Glenys and Haydn Powell whose garden backed onto mine before Sally & her family moved in. Remember they had a second hand furniture store on Rock Road. I had heard the sad news of Glenys Gibbons (Jones). I used to play with her in her summer house in her back garden and have piano lessons from her mum. You had your grandchildren long before me. I only have one little granddaughter aged 3. We only get to see her every couple of months as she lives in London. I am still trying to work out who Chris Madsen (Jones) is. It seems she also lived in Chapel Street. My husband and I visited the Ebenezer Cat recently. We were quite impressed. I used to attend the Chapel years ago. My grandad was a deacon there and my Mum and her brother did a lot of work with the Sunday school anniversaries. This is a great site, it's good to hear all the news. Take care.
Mon Oct 8 11:04:38 2007
Yvonne Dougal (nee Hughes) Wrexham
Marilyn Jansen (nee Jones) Well, Hello. Have I got it right? Did you live in a house on the front of Plas Isaf? I left Rhosymedre when I was 17, so am confused with all the 'Jones' surnames! I had heard about the sad death of Glenys Jones from Chapel Street. She must have been the only person from Rhosymedre that I met up with in Wrexham a few times after leaving the area. What a shame. Her Mum used to teach me to play the piano. I didn't keep it up though. I hated having to practise every night while my friends sat on the wall outside my house waiting for me to finish. My Mum Phyllis Hughes can play the piano and organ without any music so she was keen for Malcolm & myself to learn. I do remember Glenys and Haydn Powell. Their garden backed onto mine, so used to see a lot of them. I don't remember Vicar Rowlands, but remember the lovely big Vicarage house. We used to get told off for bouncing the ball against his wall. I used to attend Ebenezer Chapel in Cefn where my Grandfather Thomas Charles Price was a Deacon. I remember my Grandmother playing the organ sometimes, and my Mother and her brother were involved in the Sunday School Anniversaries etc. Do you remember Christine Pugh? She is someone else I have spoken to since leaving Rhosymedre, but not for many years now. I am really unsure who Chris Madsen (nee Jones) is. She mentioned myself and my brother in the article dated 2nd Oct. Would you be able to help? I gather she used to live in Plas Isaf. I don't know whether it was my house you saw Muffin the Mule, because I know we didn't have a T.V. until well after the Queen's Coronation in 1953. We all went to a little old lady's house in the street to watch it and I remember her giving my brother and I some figs to eat which we didn't like. I thought I was about 12 when we had our first T.V. but will have to ask my brother. Thanks for getting in touch with me. It's good to hear from old friends.
Fri Oct 5 09:45:43 2007
Marilyn Jansen, (nee Jones) Dukinfield, Cheshire
Yvonne Hughes - I remember going to your house on Chapel Street to watch Muffin the Mule on TV. Your TV screen was so tiny and the housing so big. I have two grown children, one is married with three children and the other is a deputy head teacher in Worcester and is getting married next year. Glad to know you appear to be happily settled and a grandmother yourself. My oldest grandson is 16 years old. I have two grand-daughters aged 10 and 7 years. They belong to my daughter. She will be 40 next year. Makes me feel old. I guess we would not know each other now. Did you know Glenys Gibbons (nee Jones) died? She had such a lovely voice, she was so pretty too. I felt so sad she was too young. I used to play with Glenys Powell, she lived on Rock Road. We often went into Chatham's quarry, but my mum did not like us playing there at all. I wonder how Glenys is now and where she lives. Does anyone know out there? Her brother was Haydn. Do you remember Vicar Rowlands? He became Canon Rowlands and the old vicarage was such a lovely old house. Fancy replacing it with such an ugly one. Well hope you read this Yvonne. God Bless.
Thu Oct 4 11:05:01 2007
Marilyn Jansen, Dukinfield, Cheshire
I too remember Mr Thomas from Rhosymedre school. He had a daughter called Mena. They spoke Welsh as a first language. He had a large influence on me. He had such an understanding of children. He was kind and decent and so was his wife. As a child in the 50s I visited his home more than once and what a kind welcome I received. Such patience. Does anyone remember the Victorian toilets at the school? Just wooden seats with a hole and a continuous flow under each one. Pooh! No hot water either in the infants to wash your hands afterwards. We did have bowls in the classroom though with carbolic soap. Old stand alone stoves heated the rooms and milk in the winter. Mr Thomas used to take us on nature walks up Coed Richard and we used to hide in a hollow tree. We practised our high jumps there too for sports day. Gareth Edwards was in my class.
Wed Oct 3 08:48:56 2007
Yvonne Dougal nee Hughes, Wrexham
To Chris Madsen, hello there. My uncle telephoned me to inform me my brother Malcolm and I had been mentioned on the website. We are both married & live in Wrexham now. I have one son and 3 year old granddaughter. Malcolm has 3 sons. I recognise some of the names on the site especially Tilly Poynton, Mr Thomas and the Headmaster of Rhosymedre School. I think I know Alun Salisbury, although, I think he is slightly older than me. I remember Janet Stretch. I can remember playing in the old quarry and my Auntie Prill (who lived on Rock Road) pushing sweets through a little hole in the kitchen window which was level with the pavement. It's good to hear everyone's stories about our childhood days.
Wed Oct 3 08:38:08 2007
David Ethelston, Garth
First, apologies to Trevor Jones (Australia), I thought I'd responded to your note of Nov '06. Bob And Ernie were my uncles (see below). I guess I did some of your jobs during summer holidays. Got one or two of your names mixed up, as has Sue (24 Sept '07) so here's an update on the family history. Tom and Mary Elizabeth (Polly) Ethelston moved to Cefn during WW1 after living in Guilsfield. They brought their older children with them but continued the family in Cefn. Actually, their first home in the area was in Newbridge behind the Jolly Masons, and they had another home before moving to the eventual family home in Crane St. The children, in order, were: Lily, spent all life in business in bakery and specialised in wedding cakes. Amy, spent all working life in shop, married Harold Jones who worked in Monsanto and after marriage she went to live with him and his son Vincent at St Paul's Villas. Mary, married Geoff Bellis of Rhosddu and lived in Garden Village. A sportswoman who moved from tennis to golf at which she captained Wrexham and the county. One daughter, Pam. Frank (my father), did apprenticeship at Hughes and Lancs before joining RAF in 1930. Stayed in RAF until mid 1960s when he returned to help business and was postmaster in Fron until business sold. Married Audrey Silver from Hampshire. Bob, spent all life working in business, at Cefn in bakehouse and later running Vron (as it then was)shop. Married Dolly Roberts, daughter of village policeman Paul, and had two children, David and Rosemary. Maud, married Gwyn Jones of Rhos and moved to Hawarden where she still lives. Used to return to help in shop or bakehouse as needed in fifties. Two children, Philip and Valerie. George, RAF, killed over Germany during WW2. Steve, worked for BICC in UK and Portugal (and elsewhere) managing power cable and mast systems (and if you ask he will tell you what else). Married Esther Roberts of Chirk, three sons (Graham, Patrick and Martin) and after her death married Win to gain a stepdaughter, Louise, and a daughter, Kathryn. He is living in Castle Donnington. Ernie, Flew Catalinas over the Indian ocean in WW2 at a very young age and remained a stalwart of the late Cefn Mawr RAFA club. After the war spent all his working life in the business in Cefn. I hope that helps. I may have Steve and George in the wrong order, but since George died two months before I was born He is a somewhat ephemeral figure. So, the Ethelstons were only in Cefn for about 80 years and there's not much left of the premises now (but more than of my beloved Lager Brewery). I keep my watch from the hillside I used to view from my bedroom window.
Tue Oct 2 10:53:47 2007
Chris Madsen
To Terry Sharpe, gosh every generation must have played puss puss, we played that too. I am in my 50s (not going to tell u how far in!) we loved playing that, Sylvia Lane, Anne Watkin and Janet Stretch and I. Whatever happened to Malcolm and Yvonne Hughes from Chapel St? Before your time I fear. I think Anne Watkin lives Wrexham way, perhaps Donald, Peter or Alan can put me right on that.
Tue Oct 2 10:45:19 2007
Terry Sharpe
To Chris Madsen. Thanks for your kind words. My Dad, Graham, is not too bad. He is worried at the moment that they want to knock down the Holly Bush! As for Tilly Poynton, well her name seems to pop up on several local sites! My personal recollections are of the scary kind. I was glad to move to Mr Thomas' class. He was a nice chap. Do you remember the smell of those overhead gas heaters and the new biros which always leaked and you went home with ink all over your hands? What about the game of "Puss Puss" under the arch between the main building and the Headmaster Mr Griffiths' classroom, sadly now demolished. I think as we get older we tend to look at our childhood through rose tinted glasses, but I thought it was great...
Mon Oct 1 09:25:22 2007
Sue
To Derek Evans, sorry I have not heard of Francis Chapman.
Mon Oct 1 09:18:34 2007
Derek Evans, Johnstown
To Sue, Do you have any recollection of a Frances Chapman living on the Crane? Any information would be most helpful as I am researching my family history.
Thu Sep 27 09:17:33 2007
More from Sue
Firstly for Alun, I have no memory of Will Jones owning the chippy but of course I remember Den, he had a sister who courted Frank Ellis (electric shop on the crane). I do not remember if they married or not. I remember that the Ethelsons had another son named Steve who was the baker and later ran their newly opened shop in the Fron. My daughter made a mistake whilst writing my memories down so I would like to correct one -M ary Bowen was Goronwys daughter not Cliffs as she put.
Now to the jewellers shop, I remember the shop assistant who was named Jessie, she married Noel Morris whose parents ran Rhosymedre post office, i think he lived on the top of Coed Richard in quite a large house. I do not remember who owed the jewellers though. There was a grocery store called the Bells near Ethelsons. The Cefn bank used to have a fairground which visited every year, near there was a greengrocers owned by the Morgan family. One of their sons was named Eric. The buses owed by Meredith and Jessons were kept in big garages on Cefn bank, it was a very popular bus service. Also to Alun, I remember the motorbike in the Ellis's yard but did not know whose it was until now!
Mon Sep 24 15:24:03 2007
Chris Madsen nee Jones, Rhosymedre
I met Mrs Poynton about 15/16 years ago when I was invited to Mr Browns home over Easter, I was nervous of meeting her after all those years but what a surprise I got, she was nothing like she was at school, she was charming, loving and witty. I even hugged and kissed her before I left! John Evans - did we used to call you Duncan? Terry Sharpe, I don't have to tell you what a lovely man your Dad is. My friend Pauline Newton Wright used to live at Plas Isaf at one time when my aunt Lilian and Uncle Fred lived there with aunt Lilian's mother Mrs Morris.
Thu Sep 20 10:00:54 2007
Sue remembers Ebeneezer
I attended Ebeneezer chapel as a child. We used to enter off Crane St into a room, part of which had little chairs in. It was our Sunday school room, the bigger room was where the Christmas tree was and Fred Bates who was the manager of the Cefn and District Cooperative Society used to hand out presents from under the tree to us children. At anniversary time we went upstairs and sat on a makeshift stage over the place where the baptisms took lace ,sometimes we saw a baptism. The candidate was totally submerged by the minister who wore big wellingtons to stand in the water, the candidates wore big white gowns. It was a wonderful sight. (Thankyou Alun for reminding me of Peggy's parents' name)
Wed Sep 19 09:09:51 2007
Sue's memories from rock hill
I was born in rock hill, as a child I used to stand on a crate and watch the dancing in the labour hut, my mum sometimes made refreshments for them. Opposite my house lived Mrs Green who kept chickens. I loved to collect the eggs for her. She also had a peacock and a peahen which would chase me, I was terrified of them. In the last house away from the road in Webster Terrace lived Stan Butterton's parents with Stan and Sylvia his sister. At the bottom of the hill was Tomos the tin smith; more memories to follow!
Mon Sep 17 13:30:38 2007
Alun Salisbury Cardiff formerly Cefn Mawr
Sue – As youngsters we used to play in the yard to the rear of Bowens' shops, which also backed on to my aunt and uncle John Hughes (DCM's) home. Long after the horses and pigs were gone I rented one of the stables to rebuild a damaged Vauxhall car. There was no power, lighting, door or heating to the stable. Brrr, but great times. Mr and Mrs Ellis were the parents of Peggy Westbrook. We lived across the road up Morris's steps, so mother had an arrangement where she dried the washed clothes in their garden. Similarly, father used to keep his motorcycle in their yard, access to which was through that great big wooden door next to the Bank.As a 7 year old I recall one evening accompanying Mrs Ellis to the Clinic to stoke and tend the heating boiler. Entering the boiler room we became aware of a strong smell of gas. Undeterred she struck a match; the resultant explosion blew us both onto an adjacent pile of coke. Fortunately, we were uninjured. It was to the sanctuary of the Ellis's cellar that my mother took me, cradled in her arms, when the bombs were falling during the Second World War. See Rhosymedre web page.
Mon Sep 17 09:52:09 2007
Sue, more memories
In front of Bank View were three cottages, two sisters lived in one and the Edwards family (Pip) lived in the bigger one next to the Tabernacle. The building saying bank was not a bank when I was a child and Goronwy Bowen, who was Cliff's brother, had the shop next door. Cliff and his daughter Mary slaughtered their own beasts at the back of the shop where they had stables. Mary was often to be seen carrying the heavy carcass up the steps into the shop to be cut up by her father. Next door to them was Morris the shop, the bank now was a bank then too, up above what used to be Langfords shop in recent times lived Peggy Westrooks' parents who looked after the clinic as did Peggy (so very sad to hear about David). More memories later!
Fri Sep 14 11:38:59 2007
Chris
Amendment to my previous comment, my grandfather was Thomas Hyland Jones (Tom Ireland). I got carried away and wrote Thomas as his surname too!
Fri Sep 14 08:51:38 2007
Chris Madsen, Acrefair
My nain was born in Cefn in 1876, Annie Morris, married Thomas Hylan Thomas in Rhosymedre Church and lived in 33 Chapel St, Rhosymedre. They had 13 living children, they were known by all as mammy and daddy Jones. Daddy Jones was born in 1873 in Newbridge and I know he was the 7th son in the family. Given the size of both families I must have lots of living relatives in the district, where and who are you? What was my nain's mother's maiden name and where in Cefn did they live? Can anyone help me to find out?
Thu Sep 13 08:46:18 2007
Kath Jones/Roux
David Hart. Thank you for reminding me that I was in the Girl Guides. I was an assistant to Malcolm Taylor for the Cub Scouts in Trevor, and that is probably where my faux paux came from. I have a brother that I think is around Paula's age. I also remember your brother Gerald, and believe he died when Paula was quite young.
Wed Sep 12 08:23:14 2007
David Hart. Acrefair/Cefn
For Kath Jones/Roux. In reply to your query re. the Hart family. Yes, I did have a brother who lived opposite the school canteen. His name was Gerald and his wife was Eleanor. They had one daughter, as you remembered, her name is Paula and is still living in Cefn. Eleanor was involved with the Girl Guides when they used the Scout H/Q in Acrefair. It is just off Bethania Road, opposite A.P. Social Club. I live in a house behind the Scout H/Q.
Mon Sep 10 09:24:29 2007
Kath Jones/Roux
David Hart, sad to learn of Mike's death. I knew from Carol's communication on this site that Jack had passed, also her mother, who I always thought of as an admirable woman. Did you also have a brother (his name escapes me right now) who lived opposite the canteen of the Cefn junior school, near Jones' shop? I remember a Mr and Mrs Hart who had a daughter that is probably about in her late forties now. Mrs Hart used to be our Leader in Girl Scouts. Our meetings were held at what was known as the "Scout Hut" in Acrefair. I'm not sure if the street was called Bethania Road, but it is on the same street the Air Products club is located.
Tue Sep 4 09:27:12 2007
Terry Sharpe, Rhosymedre
To Trevor Jones, Australia. Trevor are you the Trevor who contacted me via Friends Reunited? If you are I tried to answer but it asked for £7.50! Let me know and I will send you my e-mail address.
Thu Aug 23 10:55:07 2007
Terry Sharpe, Rhosymedre
Thanks for filling in the gaps Alun. So it was Herb not Herd. Well I was only 5 or 6, that's my excuse anyway.
Fri May 18 10:01:17 2007
Alun Salisbury Cardiff & Cefn Mawr
Terry Sharpe – George Albert Williams – a.k.a Herb Muck. I remember him well for he lived in one of the small terraced cottages between the Doctors Surgery and Congregational Chapel in Hill Street. Freddie Butterton’s father lived next door to him. Later Herb moved to a house off Plas Kynaston Lane. He owned a pale green Jaguar which had large, external headlamps. A beautiful car at a time when there were very few cars about. As a business man he had the sweet shop next door to Freddy Butts' shop in Crane Street. He also had an interest, at one time, with the sweet shop opposite the Palace Cinema and also ran a number of utility buses, principally for the Pit-head runs and Sunday school outings. According to my brother he was also a local councillor. As an aside, and for those interested in the Butterton's, Freddy Butterton's father was a slight man who wore a black suit with waist coat, accompanying watch chain, silk scarf and bowler hat. He could be seen attending George the Barbers shop in Well Street for his daily wet shave which I witnessed many times whilst waiting for a haircut.
Mon May 14 08:56:00 2007
Terry Sharpe,Rhosymedre
Another great site Alan. I wonder if you can help me with this one. When I was a little boy growing up, my Nanna Bronwyn Davies lived in 28a Mount Pleasant. I was given half a crown pocket money and I used to spend it either in Harry Hughes or "Herd Mucks". I think this shop was located next to Freddie Butts. Have you heard of this nickname or is it just the name my family called it?
Fri May 11 07:50:38 2007
Kathryn Ethelston, Derby
To Trevor Jones (Australia) was fascinating to read your memories of working at the Ethelston bakery in Cefn - Tom Ethelston was my grandfather - my father is Steve Ethelston (now 87) and Maud and Amy were two of his sisters. I'd be grateful if you would get in touch as I'm sure my father would love to hear from you. Many thanks.
Mon Apr 30 16:06:59 2007
Kristian Butterton from Cefn Mawr
I was just wandering if anyone knew my taid Benny Butt ex Monsanto worker, married to Irene Frances Roberts, sister of Ken Roberts. Played for Aston Villa / Wales, also managed Chester City.
Mon Mar 12 09:20:30 2007
Sue Panton, Sleaford
Roy Harding Australia: A name from the past. I remember you and the family going out to Australia. Your two boys & daughter, I have often wondered about you all. I am one one the 'Jones' girls who went to the Salvation Army. Regards to all.
Mon Feb 26 08:53:23 2007
Roy Harding (Australia)
Wow, great story...I delivered the Chronicle myself around 1964-5 as a nine yr old lad. A rather more strenuous route I believe, that took me from the lower reaches up to the top of a hill (not sure which hill). By that time it cost 3d. Perhaps the thing that is most vividly etched in my memory is the smells. A different smell at each house as I meandered my way paper laden (after watching the printing and folding) and weary (after a schoolday no doubt). As each door opened for me to hand over the much anticipated journal the smell of the kitchen would assault me (it was tea time) and each would give up some individual information about the occupants. I could go on...and on...if anyone is interested enough I may do so.
Tue Feb 20 09:23:22 2007
Gareth Buffey
Twins from Cefn: Gareth Buffey here. I remember Pete Bathers dad's bus parked outside the Coop and the stories we used to tell in there?
Tue Jan 16 08:52:38 2007
Len Salisbury, Acrefair
There have been many comments/articles on the Cefn Chronicle but nothing of Alfred Smith who had the printing office in High Street, also known as the Chronicle Office. Although I worked there I never heard or asked about him a great deal. He was a member of the Master Printers of UK and his work was of the highest quality. Where was he from originally?
Thu Nov 23 09:59:35 2006
Trevor Jones (AUSTRALIA)
To David Ethelston I was reading your article on Ethelstons shop, and I was wondering if Bob and Ernie were your uncles, or was Bob your father. I used to work for Ernie Ethelston in 1954, and I used to take the orders out to Acrefair on the shop bike with a big carrier on the front, and the order was for a lady who lived in a big house not far from the railway bridge past the Hampten Arms. On arriving back at the shop we got out the delivery van which was a Thames Trader, and Elvid Hayward (from Ruabon) and myself would deliver bread and groceries all over Rhosymedre, Cefn, Newbridge, Bro gwilym, and Vron. I remember our last call was the Jones farm which was at the top of Fron Mountain, and Mrs Jones never failed to give us a cup of tea and a piece of cake or Bara Brith, and it was very welcome after a hard day. I would like to at this time to send my regards to Eira, who was one of the daughters, and I was very fond of. I remember one incident in the middle of winter when Elvid and I were on our way up the Mountain when the tyres started slipping in the icy conditions. Elvid put his foot on the brake and pulled on the hand brake which promptly came away in his hand, we had a devil of a job putting the chains on after that but after a struggle we managed it and Mrs Jones' tea and cake was very welcome that day. David, I was slightly confused when you say you came from Hampshire, as I remember Bob Ethelston had a son David, and daughter Rosemary, and I seem to remember a very nice girl who worked in the shop her name was Anne. I remember Bob had an Austin van and I often wished we had it as the Thames Trader was a very temperamental van at the best of times. I knew Amy and Maud. Amy worked in the shop and Maud was the head baker in the bakehouse just below the shop, with Boris from Pentre the bread baker. I also remember Rex who used to monopolise the front door mat and would always give you a warm welcome. I went back to Cefn in 2001 and was surprised to see a musical shop instead of Ethelstons. Well I hope this brings back a few good memories for you David. Bye for now.
Fri Nov 10 08:42:31 2006
Pat Hill(nee Jones)
Regarding the Jewellers next to Freddy Butt's I think it was called "Jessie's". David thanks for the poem I had a good chuckle gosh those were the days. Martin Richards regards to Aileen tell her I'm back living in Ruabon
Thu Sep 21 08:13:29 2006
Sandra Griffiths, Newbridge
I think Cefn has gone right down hill. There is nothing there any more only pubs and fast food shops, not worth going there unless you want to go to pubs and eat loads of junk food.
Tue Sep 19 13:42:58 2006
Anne Reed (Nee Morris)
Hello I have just come across all this most interesting news. My grandad Charles Morris lved at Plas Madoc Hall, Ruabon, and I have very fond memories of playing in the spacious grounds, also I lived in Hawthorne Avenue, Acrefair, and was married at Rhosymedre Church 16th October 1961, now living in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire. My hobby is mainly as a city and guilds radio amateur.
Mon Aug 14 09:48:46 2006
Derek Evans, Johnstown.
The jeweller`s name was Albert Jesson who moved to new premises next to Freddie Butts in July 1946 c/o Cefn Chronicle cutting.
Mon Jul 31 10:08:38 2006
Kath Jones?Roux
Len Salisbury, Do you know the name of the jeweller that used to be next to Williams and Watkins? My cousin, along with a few other people from Cefn, have recollections of the shop. I don't remember a jeweller in Cefn other than the one next to the bakers. I also can't remember what shop replaced it. I would be really interested to know. I do remember a "turf accountant" in that vicinity, but not sure if it was next to Moreton's Butcher shop.
Mon Jul 31 09:49:20 2006
Len Salisbury Acrefair
The Polish chap who had the watch repair business was Alec(x) and he lodged with Mr and Mrs Ellis next to the HSBC Bank in Well Street.
Mon Jul 24 09:03:50 2006
KathJones/Roux
To any member of the family of the jeweller whose shop was next to William the baker. I apologize for mistaking him for the man who used to drink in the Holly Bush in the afternoons. After further research, yes he did fix my watch for nothing, but he was not the same person I mis- identified. Once again, I sincerely apologize.
Mon Jul 24 09:03:35 2006
Kath Jones/Roux
Chris Shaw, Ebenezer was a baptist chapel. My Uncle Jeff Jell was minister there for about 10 years. He married my Dad's sister Ivy, then moved to Old Colwyn, where he officiated for about 25 yrs. They are now retired, but still live in the Colwyn Bay area, but not in the rectory.
Thu Jul 20 09:12:05 2006
Susan Gordon Jones née Whitehead Cefn Mawr & SW Fr
To Kathy Roux re Jeweller's shops. There was a Jewller's as you say next to Williams' the Baker. I remember it being run by a Polish couple, I think the name was Szobjak (not sure of the spelling!). There was another Jeweller's just round the corner in Crane Street between Williams and Watkins Ladies department and Freddy Butterton's fish and greengrocery shop. I am not certain of the name but think it was Jesson or it could be that the lady who worked there was called Jesson. Does this jog anyone else's memory
Wed Jul 19 13:06:49 2006
Kathy Roux/Jones
Alun Salisbury,
I do remember the jewellery shop you were refering to. However, I still have not heard from anyone who may be a relative of H. T. Johnston. I know that there was a watchmaker and jeweller shop in Cefn, which was before our time, and I also remember the shop you referred to which I think was next to Williams the Bakers. I also remember that the shop always had jewellry that was affordable to the people of Cefn that were able to pay weekly until it was "paid off". I also remember taking a watch that had lost a hand, and the gentleman who owned the shop when I was 9yrs old refused my money because he drank in the Holly Bush with my Dad in the afternoon. My Dad worked continental shifts in Monsanto, but I still don't remember the name of the jeweller.
Tue Jul 18 09:17:17 2006
Alun Salisbury Cefn Mawr & Cardiff
Kath Jones/Roux. The only jeweller's shop that I recall was located in Well Street located next to Williams the baker's shop. See my message below to Margaret from Cheshire.
Mon Jun 26 15:55:40 2006
Christine Shaw re:- evans
My grandmother was called Doris Evans, my great grandmother was Jane Alice Evans and my great grandfather was called Evan Evans. My great grandparents both attended the Ebenezer methodist church, and at the time of her death at I think 83, she was one of the oldest serving members of the church, if anyone has any memories of my family can you please email me.
Mon Jun 26 09:42:05 2006
Kath Jones/Roux
I have a watch that my grandmother gave me, and I think she was born in 1903. She gave me a watch in the original box and told me that her mother gave it to her on her 16th birthday. The box has the following print.
H.T. JOHNSTON
Watchmaker & Jeweller,
CEFN MAWR,
RUABON.
Does anyone know where the shop was in Cefn Mawr?
Mon Jun 26 09:21:56 2006
Alun Salisbury Cefn Mawr & Cardiff
To Margaret from Cheshire. As I recall Will Jones' shop was located between Bowen’s Milk Bar and the Jewellers shop, which was next door to Williams the bakers. I vaguely recall that he did lend money but I’m sure that the principle business was ladies clothes and millinery and as such I seldom visited the shop.
Tue Jun 20 07:55:27 2006
Margaret from Cheshire
Does anyone remember the shop in Well Street? Will Jones, he was a tally man, lots of people owed him money and he collected from them weekly. I worked in his shop until he closed.
Wed Jun 14 08:43:02 2006
Alun Salisbury Cefn Mawr & Cardiff
Margaret Jackson – John Hughes (JH) (DCM) served in the 16 Battalion Royal Welsh Fusiliers. Service Number 19014. He was awarded the Distinguished Conduct Medal for action on 31st May 1916 at Neuve-Chapelle, France. JH was on a night patrol when the patrol came under fire which resulted in two killed and five wounded. Under heavy machine gun fire, JH carried a comrade back to the safety of his own lines. The Gazette citation records the details: R.W.F., 16th Bn. Raid at New German Crater, opp’ Ducks Bill 31st May 1916, and undertaken with zeal and courage. 2nd Lt, V. R. Hughes plus 14 men left Duck’s Bill at 11p.m. Threw about 50 bombs. Violent explosions. 2 R.W.F. killed (Pte Simon Ivor Phillips and Pte William Ivor Thomas). 5 wounded. Brought in wounded comrades despite heavy machine gun fire. Someone, however, has hand written on the citation; Moated Grange suggesting perhaps that this was the scene of action. Records show, however, that by late May 1916 this was behind British Lines and, in fact, the battalion records show that the 16th Battalion relieved the 15th Battalion 29th May at the Moated Grange. The action therefore almost certainly occurred at the Duck’s Bill, also at Neuve-Chapelle). JH’s medals are displayed, together with his DCM decoration, at the Royal Welch Fusiliers Museum, Caernarfon Castle. Accession Book No 6221. I have a photograph of JH in uniform wearing his DCM medal ribbon.
Fri May 26 15:50:09 2006
margaret jackson chirk
hello again thanks for the reply i seem to remember that the chocolate was good !!!! does anyone know what regiment taid was in this has fired our enthusiasm to find out more about him?
Fri May 26 09:50:18 2006
Alun Salisbury Cefn Mawr & Card
Margaret Jackson (Mates). Margaret it’s so nice to hear from both you and Vyner after all these years. So you remember my Pekinese dog and got bitten eh! Well she was very grumpy and as I recall even more so when eating. If it’s not too late please accept my apology for the bite. Interestingly, I was sorting out some photographs for the webteam to support an article I have written about Rhosymedre and came across one of my dog when she was sitting on the steps outside our house. She looks so innocent in the photo. I have written an article about Rhosymedre which has been serialised, when the final part appears you may find included a photograph of your mother’s sister, Katie. Keep checking the site.
Thu May 25 07:42:45 2006
T HUGHERS. DONCASTER
I remamber my nan and grandad at elm cottages gatewen road, new broughton, 1940. Does anyone remember. no 5. tom hughes and my nan formerly mary ann davies.
Tue May 23 08:21:37 2006
Margaret Jackson (Mates)
I am Vyner Mates' sister. I also remember going to Cefn every saturday with Vyner and my mother (Elizabeth) (Liz) to see my nana and taid originally in Well Street and then in Emmanuel Grove. We would go to the pictures in the morning and then stay at nana's until it was time to go home. I also remember one saturday evening going with my parents to see aunty Hannah and having been bitten by the dog ( the only pekenese I have ever met !!!) so I had her chocolate!!
Mon May 22 11:05:49 2006
Alun Salisbury, Cefn Mawr & Cardiff
Vyner Mates. It's very nice to hear from you for it's almost 60 years since we last met. The occasion was when we visited your parents at Whitehurst Gardens (our mothers were cousins) and we went down to the orchard, below the bungalow for a few apples. Pleasant memories of times gone by.
Incidentally, if you visit the new Web-team page – Rhosymedre, there is an article I have written that shows me playing the Harmonium, which you may recognise! This is Part 1 of the article; the text associated with the Harmonium is in Part 2 scheduled to appear in the near future.
Fri May 12 13:06:35 2006
Vyner Mates, Marple, Stockport
What memories. My grandparents were John & Catherine Hughes. I used to come up to Cefn from Whitehust in the very late 40s to go to school in Cefn on the bus, met by my nain. John worked as a stoker/boilerman at Monsanto.
Tue Apr 18 09:18:21 2006
Alun Salisbury, Cardiff & Cefn Mawr
To Mary Peate. I was informed by your late mother that Taid Hughes (DCM) due to his disability was unable to find work after he was wounded at the Battle of the Somme in 1916. It seems that he, like many other wounded soldiers at this time returned to the land – fit for heroes, only to be cast aside because of their disabilities. I understand that he remained unemployed until there was another crisis in 1939, and a shortage of manpower forced employers to reappraise the situation and offer these heroes employment once more.
Wed Mar 8 09:24:01 2006
Mary Peate (Stephens) Ellesmere
My Nana and Taid were Cathrine and John Hughes D.C.M.He did work after his injury as far as I can remember he was at Monsanto
till he retired and he then worked at Cefn School in the boiler house where he died,
they rented the house they lived in from Bowens the shop, I took the rent there every Saturday and recieved 3d back to spend at Auntie Harriets,I also remember taking their radio battery to Morris shop
that never changed all the years it was open.
Sun Mar 5 19:33:31 2006
Len Salisbury in Zanzibar
To David Ethelston my brother Alun did give a mention to your family bakers' name in his stroll through the streets of Cefn as well as the other company that did baking in our village. We must also not forget another bakery in High Street, Messrs Thomas & Davies which was on the right going from the Cefn Chronicle office.
Fri Feb 24 19:35:17 2006
David Ethelston, Garth
Fancy all those evocative memories of old Cefn without a mention of the atmosphere. My father would fetch us "home" from Hampshire once a year to stay at the family bakehouse just off Hill Street. While staying in Cefn we would help ice vanilla slices (always ensuring there was ample scrap for the helpers) and help with bread and grocery deliveries around Fron, Pentre and Garth as well as the metropolis of Cefn itself. A regular job was delivering the takings to the bank and getting change. This was done under the supervision of Rex, the labrador. He carried the money, which could be thousands of pounds in today's money while one of us children went with him. On the return he may have five pounds of copper, a huge weight, but would be offended to be given help.
Frequently the trip from our shop to the National Provincial Bank on the Crane was accompanied by whirling white flakes from Monsanto and breathing was difficult. On times shoppers collapsed into our shop and needed to recover. Of course, one of Cefns's strong points was that you could get out of it so quickly. When not being persuaded to raise pies or stack shelves we could grab Rex and go down the Queen's hill to take the path through to the Dolydd and spend the morning blackberrying on the river bank (and watching the brown effluent join the river and cover it with foam completely). With more time it was up through Garth and over the Panorama to Llangollen.
Nostalgia is a wonderful thing. Garth was always heaven to me and I was lucky enough to get here. As for the Cefn air conditioning, my sister always has lived in Hampshire but came up for my father's funeral many years ago. We walked down to the Crane. She looked up the valley and took a huge breath of Monsanto's finest and said "Oh, I love that smell".
Thu Feb 23 15:48:54 2006
Alun Salisbury, Cardiff & Cefn Mawr
To Susan Gordon Jones. As you point out, the Milk Bar was taken over by Louie Watkin, who made changes, and as a result it became a much busier and noisier place with large crowds congregating outside, particularly on a Saturday night. To reflect the atmosphere of the time each window was painted with a Walt Disney character. One day, in the early hours of the morning, someone, for whatever reason, decided to smash each pane of glass in the property. It caused quite a stir in Well St. I don’t think the perpetrator was ever caught.
I have fond memories of the Milk Bar and Sweet Shop, for under the ownership of the Bowens, and Mrs Bowen’s generosity in particular, I tasted my very first chocolate, as she had saved a bar especially for me. Hmmmm. At the time sweets were still scarce and on ration so it was a particularly generous gesture. But it wasn’t my first taste of chocolate! That wonderful experience is reserved for Mr J Hoskyns Jones, headmaster of Cefn School. One day Mr Jones advised that he had a surprise for everyone and that the following day we should all take a small cup to school. With cup in hand I, together with all other pupils, lined up in the large main assembly classroom. Eventually I reached the head of the queue, whereupon Mr Jones dispensed a small amount of dark powder into my cup. His advice was 'wet the tip of your finger and dip it into the powder and taste'. I duly complied, whereupon my taste buds went into overdrive for I had never, ever tasted anything quite like it before. Mmmmm. I subsequently discovered that it was chocolate powder, and with the War over it was just becoming available. I have a clear memory of making that small amount of powder last for a complete week, for I savoured every taste of that delectable powder.
Wed Feb 15 17:35:52 2006
James Hughes, Rhosymedre
Cefn on the magic Welsh hill overlooking the valley and the plains.
Gone now are the days of the Palace picture house and the ABC steps. My dad would take me to see Nanna and Taid(Polly and Freddy Hughes) in Cross keys terrace. Up the hill, behind the Vaults pub, then up some steps to that little end-of-terrace house where the kettle always boiled, and there was always ham sandwiches and cake on a Sunday afternoon. I always remember Snowy the cat sitting on the wall on summer afternoons.
As a child, Cefn was a nook and cranny universe with little roads leading here there and everwhere. The magic shops in the high street, Luigi's cafe, Morris's Wonderland Emporium, the Palace and the George.
A little seventh heaven on the edge of a child's imagination.
Tue Feb 14 22:27:03 2006
Linda Palmer nee Jones
I read your article with tastes and smells drifting back to me from days spent shopping with my Gran, Doris Jones, who lived on the little hill opposite the Salvation army. I never understood who all the Aunties were, but they all seemed to have shops. Aunty May's was one I remember, and I never could find out how she was related! lol! Thank you for the memory boost!
Tue Feb 14 12:11:38 2006
Gareth Jones Penycae
The photo on the top of the page is take from in front of W.T. Evans Printers were the chronicles were printed. The man on the left is W.T. Evans the then owner, second right is D.B. Jones and fourth from the right M.P. Southwell. These two gentlemen bought the company off Mr. Evans in the sixty's and retired eight years ago leaving Mr. Jones son Gareth and Mr. Southwell son David the business which is one of only a few business still going in the letter writtin above.
Sat Feb 11 18:33:10 2006
David Hart, Acrefair
Susan Gordon Jones: The family named Bowen who kept the Milk Bar in Cefn, across the road from you, were a different family to the Greengrocer and Butcher. I was great friends with their son Ralph, and you will see him on a photogaph I posted on the Acrefair section. His father was an Electrical Foreman at Monsanto. The other members of the family were Joy, Nita and Neil PLUS the Irish Setter!
Ralph and I built a photographic enlarger when they lived by the school, and we spent many hours in the dark cellar, developing films and photos. Len Salisbury will probably remember this, as he was also involved in the same hobby at the time.
Wed Feb 8 14:43:15 2006
Susan Gordon Jones (née Whitehead) SW France form.
To Alan Salisbury: How I enjoyed following you round on your Paper Round – a really nostalgic walk round Cefn Mawr and what an original way to take us round the village and remind us of the old characters.
One thing does worry me! You handed over far too much paper money at the Chronicle Office after your round! Thirteen dozen (156) Cefn Chronicles at 2d (old pence) each amounts to £1. 6s (one pound six shillings) not £3. 1s
There were 12 old pence in a shilling and 20 shillings in a pound, so:
one dozen at 2d each is 2s – 13 dozen at 2s per dozen is 26s = £1.6s.
Do you think it is too late for a refund?
I remember Auntie Harriat and her sweet shop. We all called her Auntie, if I remember rightly she retired, albeit reluctantly at the age of about 90, still as spry and sprightly as ever. Do you remember the enamelled advert for Fry’s Chocolate on the wall behind the counter? It depicted the Fry’s Five Boys expressing all emotions from “Despair” that they would not have any chocolate to “Expectation “ and “Realisation” that they would. I remember also when one of her sons had an accident resulting in a large piece of wooden chair embedding itself in his leg, it was surgically removed and Auntie Harriat kept it for ages in preserving fluid in a jar behind the counter and would show it to you with full gory details while weighing out a quarter of jelly babies!
I remember DCM too. I did not know he was your uncle. Do you remember the two Bowen family shops, the greengrocer’s which also had a milk bar and the butcher’s? I believe they were originally owned by two brothers but I only remember the next generation, Clifford and Mary Bowen ran the greengrocer’s. The butcher’s was later the Gas Showrooms and then a hairdresser’s.
You mentioned Bernie and Cecil Morris of Morris’ Emporium. There was also a sister Sybil and their father Old Mr Morris who lived until he was about 98 and still came down to the shop each day. Morris’ was one of the few establishments with a telephone. This must have been one of the originals ever made as you had to lift the ear piece from the wall and hold it to your ear while somehow winding up and speaking into the mouthpiece on the wall to the operator (nothing automatic in those days). Their till was also out of the ark. I do hope it ended up in a museum as it was perfectly preserved.
I had forgotten the Bowen family at the Milk bar – are they the same family as the Greengrocer and Butcher? I too remember Laddie the Irish Setter. Their house was opposite the school and Laddie regularly came down at playtimes to join in our games and tried to follow us into school afterwards and stood looking so sad and forlorn when the teacher stopped him. He was a lovely dog.
That Milk Bar was later owned by Louie Watkin – Mary Wood (Hughes) would remember her.
Sun Feb 5 13:33:58 2006
Barry Hughes, Cefn
To Alun Salisbury, Thanks very much for your article on (The Cefn Chronicle) everything you
mentioned I too remember. I also went on
the Chronicles, but only to help Terry (oxo) if I remember correctly that was about 1950 but we did Acrefair and Cae Bedw. You are very good at remembering things, and also a damned good writer, you should have written a book. Please keep it going.
Mon Jan 30 16:04:36 2006
Len Salisbury Acrefair
To Alun Salisbury the refuse tip that you refer to in the Labour Hut part of the article was also known as the "bonkin".
Fri Jan 27 13:28:10 2006
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