"I am in my 93rd year, and was born at 14 Garmon Street, Caernarfon. My mother was Harriet Maria Jones, nee Ward, my father was Walter Hantley Jones, born in Oswestry. He worked for Astons Furniture and they sent him to work in the Caernarfon branch, so he became known as Walter Astons.

My father served for four and a half years in the British Army in the First World War. In 1917 he was transferred to the Royal Flying Corps and served on the first aircraft carrier, HMS Argus.

He was a very good footballer, and played 302 games for Caernarfon Town, scoring 255 goals - a record that will never be broken. He was also a Welsh amateur international, and played for Bangor City, Wrexham, Barmouth, and was offered terms by Chelsea. He went there for a trial match and they were very interested in signing him, but my mother did not want to live in London and she wouldn't make the move.

My brother Albert also played for Caernarfon for nine years. I played for Hunting Aviation FC, and also for Caernarfon. All three of us played for free. I was told by another local player that had my father got the modern day equipment he would have been a superstar. We were a very well-known family.

I have had a very interesting life. I was discharged from the Army because of bad health in 1942, and set up the Army Cadets in Caernarfon. I met lots of nice people, including Viscount Bridgeman, director general of all home forces, and Dafydd Elis-Thomas.

I also loved climbing Welsh mountains with two friends, both dead since many years, Professor Jack H Jones, a Caernarfon native of Liverpool University and Selwyn Jones. In 1930, we went on the bus to Pits Head, on the Beddgelert road, climbed up Y Garn and the other peaks on that range, and eventually reached the village of Nebo and Penygroes. I also climbed up Devil's Kitchen with Jack, from Nant Peris. I have been up Yr Wyddfa five times, including once at night, under a harvest moon.

In Caernarfon I was a qualified upholsterer, mattress maker and French polisher (like my perfectionist father), also a travelling salesman selling furniture, and a shop manager. I moved to Canada in 1957 because there wasn't much hope for my three children in Caernarfon. A Canadian immigration officer came to Caernarfon, and my wife and I went to talk to him. We decided to go. We stayed with a friend from Caernarfon in Toronto, Howard Roberts. His wife still lives in Winnipeg.

Here in Canada I worked in a skyscraper cleaning toilets, also for my company in Peterborough, Ontario, fitting wall to wall carpets for four years - a tough job in the winter. I was then promoted to manager of a huge carpet warehouse with thousands of rolls of carpet. I retired at 76, but worked for Burns Security USA, and the last five years of my working life as a resident supervisor for a multi-storey residents building. Variety is the spice of life!

I was a founder member in Peterborough of the St David's Welsh Society. There were about 80 people in it, though only a few spoke Welsh, including Mary Edwards from Caernarfon, Glennys Read, born in Maesteg, and the Reverend John Thomas of Uxbridge, who came from Llanelli. It's very different living in Canada to Caernarfon. I still phone my minister, Rev Ifan Hefyn Williams, 10 Stryd y Glyn, Caernarfon, at least once a week. I speak Gymraeg (Welsh) as well as ever, and I have a wonderful memory. My brother Albert and his dear wife Kate live in Caernarfon. He is 88. Kate is... Secrets of a lady!

I've one ambition, to COME BACK HOME once more. I have been over Ireland 53 times, but I am in poor health - diabetes, arthritis (chronic) and a fractured vertebrae in my lower spine, otherwise I am fine. I now live in Aurora, Ontario, a little bit north of Toronto."