Transcript:
I'm from Mold but these days I work in Cefn Mawr researching the village's past. In my first week I remember looking at the sloping streets, winding narrow, alleyways and sprawling landscape. It was quiet, very quiet.
I started to dig through a dog eared box of photographs and newspaper records. The faces and stories were unfamailiar. Slowly, a quiet village started to come to life. A red indian was an annual visitor to the village. His act involved getting grown men to hold on to his hair and lifting them off the ground. It was discovered later that the red indian was actually from South Wales.
Add to this stories of an escaped lion running riot through the streets and a man who would lick people's eyeballs outside the Holly Bush pub to cure people's cateracts. Also, a cinema organist who, exhausted from playing music to accompany cowboy and indian chases, would fall asleep to the booes of the audience.
While going through that old box of photos a face jumped out at me. After asking around, I found that face was my grandddad. It turns out I wasn't the outsider I thought I was. When I walk through the village now the streets might still be quiet but they are alive with faces and tales. 
your comments
Ken Williams of Trevor
Enjoyed the video. My father remembered the lion incident. The man on the right of your grandfather was Mr Bowen, an engineer for Wrexham Council.
Thu Oct 4 09:57:07 2007
Rob Holt, Trevor, now in Cardiff
If you go up to the Panorama, you can still find bomb craters.
Mon Aug 20 15:24:51 2007
Philip Davies from Acrefair (now living in Bradley
I am told thet my great grandfather found the escaped lion, and my grandfather Jonathon Davies was nicknamed Jonathon Lion.
Fri May 11 07:52:52 2007
Sue (Sleaford Lincs)
Just a little bit of the past, my mum (mam!) used to tell us of war days - when women would go to the Garth mountain to light fires to let the German bombers think it was Liverpool ( to avoid major disasters in the cities) also to keep them away from Monsanto factory. She would tell of going under the kitchen table in Aunty Annies (just up from Aunty Menna shop) - where they lodged. The people of Liverpool owe a lot to the people of North Wales!
Mon Nov 27 09:46:13 2006
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Huw Griffiths shares photos and memories about Cefn Mawr in this short film involving an escaped lion and a so-called red indian'!
