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Stephen Galway, Ireland
I was born in Grangetown to an Irish family background, I remember my grandmother telling me stories about Newtown and Tiger Bay. I loved drinking down the docks especially the Baltimore - what a shame that place closed. The bay is not the same anymore - people trying to make it a fancy place for all rich people to live and closing all the pubs with character. There are still a few but how long will it be before they close them too?

Frank C Franklin Jr (Jemmett)
I remember running down the street to place a bet for my Nana, Hilda Jemmett, at the local bookie near 18 West Close, Cardiff. And the rag man with his horse and cart. My cousin Michael and some friends were starting trouble around the time of the local election and fighting ensued with a neighbour and cousin Mike. Of course I was the one dragged home by the old man he was fighting with to get a lickin'. Ah the good ole days. Any one out there remember that? How bout you cousin Linny, or Janice Jemmett!!!?Maybe circa 1956?

Peter Carde, Edinburgh
What a wonderful couple of hours I have spent this evening reading this fantastic page of so many very happy memories from people from all corners of the globe. Shelly John ... I remember so well your Gran & Grandad, together with the children ... give them my fondest regards, and thanks for the good times. Steve Dwyer ... hello my old friend, so nice to read of you, so many good and fond memories of our younger days pal. Hope all is well with you. To many good times to pinpoint one, but a lot of smiles on my face tonight. Kathleen Mbakwe ... so many happy times in your house as well, used to knock around an awful lot with Gerry and Chuku. So nice to see your story, my best to you and your brothers. Allan Chestney ... a blast from the past as well ... we shared a few scarey moments didnt we pal, working on various doors in the city centre. So nice to know that we all loved our old stamping grounds.

Daryl Robins, now Mohammed Aamir
Born in West Close in 1965, then moved to Loudoun Square. Now married and living in Birmingham. My son and daughters still live in Cardiff in various areas. It was nice to see names that got the memory going. I used to hang with P Parris, P Feal, P Sinclair, Fordey, Tullochs, Caddetes, the list is too long. I visit Cardiff as much as possible, I just remember some of the old Docks then they rip it down, I hardly recognise it now. I became a Muslim and at this time moved to Birmingham (too many distractions in Cardiff). I went to St Cuthberts and Mostyn. Big shout to everyone.

Shelley John
In response to Peter Carde, Scotland - Sammy John is my grandfather and hasn't changed, still loves his instruments and just celebrated his 85th birthday and he certainly is fantastic for his age, your comment has really made me smile. I love listening to the old stories of the mischief my mum, uncles and aunties used to get up to.

Marilyn Wellington
I was born down the bay - we lived in Frances Street with wonderful people. I went to St Mary the Virgin school. My dad was Dukie Wellington, mum was Agnas. There was 6 girls and 1 brother in family. It's so great to see some on here that share the same memories and the time we spent in the park in Loudoun Square. I remember when the fish man (Tommy Lettern) came round every week and we use to play rat tat ginger on people's doors and run like mad. I got married in St Mary's Church but sadly divorced now. I live just outside Caerphilly in the valleys but memories stay with one for ever.

Joanne Witham, Norfolk
My dad, Ray Lee, had the Hoover service centre on Paget Street and then Penarth Road in Grangetown. I had great times playing with the kids in Grangetown (and fighting down the back lane with boys apparently!)when I was young and my dad always told me great stories about the people and the community. I remember the monkey in the pet shop on Paget Street, the hardware shop where we used to buy last year's fireworks cheap cos they were damp and Harrys convenience shop (where you always had to check the sell by dates!) which was next door to my dads shop. My dad had to retire and I reckon all his local customers missed him. He sadly passed away 3 years ago and I miss him terribly because he was my best friend and I no longer hear the stories from that part of Cardiff. So it's great to read other peoples stories and experiences.

Frankie Norman, New Haven, Connecticut, USA
I lived in Christina Street with my grandfather Johnny Phenis, grandmother Angela, mother Gina Norman (known as Phenis) and sisters. My neighbours were the Acties to our left and the Radmans to our right. Went to South Church Street School. I remember a lot of things growing up - learning to swim in the old canal, pushing dead dogs out of the way so we could dive in. I remember the (I hate to say) tramps but that's what we called them back then, but some were more than that - they had just dropped out of society. Guys like Sweeny used to live over the canal soapy. Then we had characters like Toby Chicken and let's not forget Chief, the most famous of all the hobos who would take over condemmed houses and rent them out to the other unfortunates. I remember marching on Arab Xmas, going back to the Zowia and them putting a huge plate on the floor in front of us to dig in. I remember the west dock, the east dock, the pier head - all places we swam as kids. Most of all I remember my friends from school -Brian Santos RIP, the Amins, my main little mucca Little Mac RIP. To all who were fortunate enough to have been born or raised in the bay/docks, what they do with it in the future can never take away those memories we have of the best place in the world to have came from. Peace and love.

Tracie Bird, Bridgend
Maria Sherry (Bird, Xiberras) I wonder if anybody remembers you as an extra on the swings in the film Tiger Bay

Tracie Bird, Bridgend
My father came from Tiger Bay - Dennis Bird, his siblings are Patty, Wally, Eileen, Maureen and Kenny. Unfortunately, only Wally and Maureen are still with us. Their parents were Walter and Martha (Matty) Bird. To Maria Sherry (Bird, Xiberras) my long lost cousin, Steven has looked into our family tree and he has discovered that Walters' grandfather who was also called Walter, was possibly a slave brought from Bermuda in the early 18th century. He later married Maria or Marie and had a shop in Cardiff. Steve hasn't sent me all the details yet but I will keep you informed.

Jayne Shelley
My family came from South Williams Street, surname Hatch, and Peel Street, surname Shelley, and surname Snowball. Does anyone remember Shelley's hardware shop in Grange Town or the steam trawler Oku in 1929. Any info is welcome please.

Thomas G Owen, Afghanistan
Being brought up within 100 yards of the Taff estuary and not feeling lonely in bed in the winter as you could hear the dregders foghorns and the curlews in the nearby reed beds. The winter high tides with smoke coming off the water but no waterfowl or seabirds except for sh*tehawks (seagulls).

Jackie Lambert, Cardiff
I didn't live in the docks - we lived in Newtown which has since been demolished. It was an Irish community of Tyndall Street - some know it as Little Ireland. My mum and her cousins were told not to go down the docks, but they all ended up with docks guys. My mum's mum stopped talking to her because she married a black man. My dad was Jimmy Lambert, his mates were Johnnie Freeman, Dango Ford, Johnnie Harris and Sidney Nogan. It's a lot different nowadays - it doesn't matter what colour or nationality you are, but back in the day it was unheard of. I think my aunt Lily Lambert (Topper) was also known down the docks. She used to fight all the time - she was a real character. We moved to Fairwater, but my dad whose 77 still goes clubbing down the docks or should I say Cardiff Bay. I think he was a bit of a ladies man. My mum's name was Sheila Partridge, but she died in her early forties. They used to call her Ginger because she had long ginger hair. Tommy Hassan was a mate of my dad's. It would be nice if someone remembered my mum. Anyway enough about the good old days.

Adrienne Roche, London (born Newport)
My great great grandfather James Case came from Pill near Bristol. He became a master mariner and lived at 3 Bute Esplanade in the 1870s. Sadly, this was not for long as he died young in his early 50s. I am trying to find out when the street was built - 1850s? Did the street originally have houses either side or was it much longer - in the 1861 and later censuses, house numbers go up to 18 whereas now there are only seven houses.

Mandy, Manchester
My father Basil Graham was from a large family in Tiger Bay ... I have also just learnt that my grandfather Mr Graham also known as Bengal Tiger was an extra in the film "Sanders of the River". It's a pleasure knowing that i have family that come from such a beautiful place and with a great history. I would love to hear of more stories or see any old photographs if anyone can help??? If you still live in cardiff maybe someone could tell me a little bit more I would be most very grateful.

Stacey John
A reply to Sally Down, Neath. Sally quite some time ago I left a post asking for info/stories of the boxer David Hughes nicknamed "Darkie" and have only today read your response, I would love to chat with you as I am still eager to learn more about this Cardiff boxer. Thanks Stacey

Anthony James (Butetown)
The James family from West Close, headed by former head of the houshold Loui and and Mirriam James. One of the last and not least, lengendary and respected families of Tiger Bay. Loui James a former Boiler Maker, travelled the world working on ships, he took his children with him and had many adventures throughout the world. He was a hard and tough man, and also a character who was loved by everyone! He would tell my Nan that he was off to the shop for a loaf of bread and you wouldn't see him for another 3 days, where he would get carried away, or sidetracked to the pub with some of his many friends. Sadly he passed away leaving a remarkable woman and children, granchildren, and thousands of friends. When we burried him, we carried him from west close, all the way up Bute street to St Mary's church with a live jazz band, old orleans style, the streets were heaving carnival style. We buried a true legend and that legend was my Grandfather! Loui James (God Bless you Gramp)

kassim abdulla from cardiff.
kassim abdulla ,I am from Maria St in the bay where my dad ran a boarding house across the street from Mark Lavenes shop. We lived next door to the Duartes, my mother Dolly, my brother Hassian, my sisters Zainub, Josie, Miriam and Janet. What a wonderful childhood we had friends too many to mention. Playing over the bombdy in Gladstone St, going to the scouts at St Marys church. Rugby on Saturday morning with Baldy, Bishop, Mercid, Martin, Colin, Dixon, Tony Austin and Minto Boston. Summer nights playing cricket in canal parade with Ali Dobella, Johnny Lima, David Dolcie Gorgie a shop on every corner. Like most letters I read about the docks I have to agree that for friend ship and and memories it could not be beaten.

Carol Matthews
I am from the docks - dad Albert Porch, mum Myra Jose. We lived in the GWR flats at the pier head - there were 6 flats. My mum cleaned Powell Duffryn, that big red building that was a museum and then pulled down. Dad worked on the railway. I had two nanas and grandads liveing in Louisa Street, aunts and uncles in the bay. What a lovely childhood I and many other kids had as all our family were living nearby. No latchkeys for us - we had someone to go to, and I used to go to the Bombay Cafe with 5 shillings and a big saucepan to get a takeaway curry for my dad - it was great. But Cardiff council just turned the bay into a place for the rich. They did knock down the look and the feel of the bay and this could have been kept. Just think of the people who live there first, but money talks. Shame...

Donna Easton, Falkirk, Scotland
My Mother and Gran lived in Tiger Bay between 1937-1945. My mum was called Isobel Winafred Stevens. My Gran had a shop at 66 Pomeroy Street called M.E. Stevens Grocers and they lived upstairs until the flat upstairs was condemmed I think due to some kind of damage. They then went to stay with our cousins in Clarence Embankment. Great Uncle Tom Letton however moved back to Scotland in 1945.

Pura
Catherine from Victoria, British Columbia, CanadaI remember her she was a friend of my mum's and I went to school with Christine who is probably your mum or Aunt. My mums name was Ismay and she lived in Pomeroy Street - my dad's name was Charlie. They have both passed away. I remember November 5th and the huge bonfires at the park. I miss St Cuthberts church and the creche at Christmas. I remember youth club at the school. I remember the old Clarence Road Bridge. Playing at the top end of Pomeroy Street near the hospital, where the houses had been bombed during the war. Lots of memories.

anon
Can u remember the adventure park?? That was the best park going!!! Why they knocked it down I dont know??

Steve Dwyer
I lived in Pomeroy Street untill 1975. I remember Bethel Baptist Church ,Eleanor Street School. Great people like Tommy Letton,Katie Johnson playing in the grounds of the Hamadryad Hospital (All gone now )Friends were Peter Card,Paul Robson the Stickers from Clarence Embankment and Mark Canter his sisters Jayne and Sally. Great place, happy times .

Carol Howe nee Gaines
My dad was Ralph (Larry) Gaines, who I think lived at Sophia Street, and he knew Angelina Street very well. He was born in Butetown in 1915. He played the guitar, and also served in the merchant ships, and after this was called up in WW2 and went to Italy for the Anzio battles. Did anyone know my dad? His mother was from Ireland, and his father was first at sea, and then became a ship's chandler on the docks making sails.

Thelma Hoare
I enjoyed reading those wonderful memories of the old docks. In the 50's my parents moved from Maria Street from Mr Washington's house taking me as a small child and my sister June Richards to Nelson Street. We lived upstairs and Aunty Felisha, Sonia, Nita and Anne lived downstairs. In the summer after we were washed and in our nighties the women would be sitting on chairs outside the front doors combing and plating the childrens hair and talking about the days events. We moved again next to Mark Levine's shop corner of Angelina and Maria Streets. Aunty Betty and Roy Jenkins lived next door. As children we were so free and we always had fun. I remember making kites and loved the big bonfires in the streets, watching people dancing the conga in the street on New Year's Eve from my bedroom window and the invitation to the various Eid celebrations. Mrs Lopes a penny a glass of pop and Mrs Fallafel gob stoppers, I think she also had the parrott. When my mother used to take me to Lermons in town and she used to go to Hagons the chemist and they had a waxwork man standing in the doorway of the shop, I used to be terrified and scream, my mother used to go mad. My parents are Mary Hoare and my dad was Oliver, dad passed away quite young in the 70's but mum is still going strong. My dad used to go to sea in those days and was famous for selling shaved ice or snow cones around the streets in the summer. I remember following my dad to the old Colonial centre on Bute Street, the men would be playing cards and dominos. We used to eat a lot of hot roasted nuts, delicious! And you could get such a variety of food and fresh fish from Tom the fishman. There's a lot more to tell but I'll finish here. We were poor but not poor in spirit and we will always have those great memories to share and pass on to others and I love telling people about my upbringing and the strength it gave me, I never understood racism till we moved out of the docks. Keep on writing your blogs.

Suzanne, Cardiff
Yes, I remember 10p man, cat woman who also fed the birds, Auntie Pat, Charlie Money in the air and all the dogs. I can also remember a load of us used to steal food from our home to give to this homless man called Marriot who used to live in the factory on Schooner Way. I lived the black fence hiding up against it so our parents couldn't see us wen it was time to go in. Can anyone remember Max the Staffordshire bull terrier? He used to belong to Terrel and Dolly's nana. He used to nick our shoes when we were in the adventure park and gnaw at the bridge. There are fond memories of the docks but it's changing so much and people are moving on. Bring back the old Butetown...

Gina Atkins (nee John) Southampton
I am researching my family history and I am trying to find out about Walter French. I believe he used to run a club called the Big Apple somewhere in the docks. I think he also taught tap dancing and was known as Frenchy. Can anyone help me.

julie formica nee williams
This is for Marie Mottas sister I used to work with her at the old freemans cigar company on Penarth Rd she always talked about her sister and i think you lived in germany then but I still think of all the girls I used to work with from the docks. Please tell marie that I said hi and we did have a lot of fun I now live in ohio I have been in the usa for 21 years how time flys but you never forget the people that will always mean home to you.

Karyn Taylor
This is in response to Collette Towler (Motta) and Magaret Freeman. Collette - I hope all is well with you and for you Magaret, as Connie would have said, "Missy where you daughter?" Wow I am sitting here and reading all these letters of people's memories of Butetown and a million memories of my own keep flooding back. Those were the days, the good days where everybody knew each other and looked out for each other. I was home two years ago and it has changed so much. None of us ever thought that change would come. So many characters of the bay have passed on. My mother Connie and Father Teddy Uncle Eddie Saleh, Aunty Phonsine, Basil Graham and many more. The latest is a dear friend Robert Taylor. It is just heartbreaking. Those were the late greats of Butetown. We all remember the Mardi Gras, Chalky Whites, playing rounders in the summer on Hodges Square, the Whitsun treat, to name a few. I have just made contact with Louise Watkins and Sherriah Jenkins. We are hoping to get a reunion together some time next year and relive all the memories that we all have of that wonderfull place called Tiger Bay.

valerie jackson from Houston, Texas
My husband's mother was born in Cardiff in 1925 (from Sophia Street) and left in 1946 when she married her GI. She was Patty Ann Ismail, daughter of Ali Ismail and Sarah Hodgson; they had an older son Haji Ismail who died @ age 18 from a gas leak in the house from one of Hitler's bombs on the city. Sarah later had 5 more children by Tom Jones. Patti has passed away 10 years ago and NEVER spoke of her family and 5 siblings left behind (Hilda, Wilfred, Billy, Jeanne, and John?) We visited this summer and met Neil Sinclair at the cultural center and many wonderful people who opened their homes and hearts. Anybody with ANY information about this family please contact us as we are trying to piece together Patti's life.

Selma at BBC Wales
I'm making a radio programme about Butetown. If you live on Bute Street, and it surrounds such as Loudoun Square, or if you live on the other side of the railway along Lloyd George Avenue, I'd love to hear from you. Can you contact me by emailing eyeonwales@bbc.co.uk, or call me on 029 20322406. I look forward to hearing from you.

valerie jackson from Houston, Texas
My husband's mother was born in Cardiff in 1925 (from Sophia Street) and left in 1946 when she married her GI. She was Patty Ann Ismail, daughter of Ali Ismail and Sarah Hodgson; they had an older son Haji Ismail who died @ age 18 from a gas leak in the house from one of Hitler's bombs on the city. Sarah later had 5 more children by Tom Jones. Patti has passed away 10 years ago and NEVER spoke of her family and 5 siblings left behind (Hilda, Wilfred, Billy, Jeanne, and John?) We visited this summer and met Neil Sinclair at the cultural center and%! 20many wonderful people who opened their homes and hearts. Anybody with ANY information about this family please contact us as we are trying to piece together Patti's life.

valerie jackson from Houston, Texas
My husband's mother was born in Cardiff in 1925 (from Sophia Street) and left in 1946 when she married her GI. She was Patty Ann Ismail, daughter of Ali Ismail and Sarah Hodgson; they had an older son Haji Ismail who died @ age 18 from a gas leak in the house from one of Hitler's bombs on the city. Sarah later had 5 more children by Tom Jones. Patti has passed away 10 years ago and NEVER spoke of her family and 5 siblings left behind (Hilda, Wilfred, Billy, Jeanne, and John?) We visited this summer and met Neil Sinclair at the cultural center and so many wonderful people who opened their homes and hearts. Anybody with ANY information about this family please contact us as we are trying to piece together Patti's life.

Selma at BBC Wales
I'm making a radio programme about Butetown. If you live on Bute Street, and it surrounds such as Loudoun Square, or if you live on the other side of the railway along Lloyd George Avenue, I'd love to hear from you. Can you contact me by emailing eyeonwales@bbc.co.uk, or call me on 029 20322406. I look forward to hearing from you.

Adrian, England
Great to see the name of Phenis in Jeana Norman Lassiter's posting. My great grandmother was Clara Maria Phenis (daughter of Isaac)of Butetown. I have heard lots of stories from relatives about the unique atmosphere of the docks.

V George Barrett, Ocala, Florida, USA
I was born on the corners of Angelina and Sophia Streets, Tiger Bay, back in 1953. My mother Mary Taylor was born there, my father came from Jamaica. We immigrated to Connecticut in the US in 1957 aboard the Queen Mary. I have been back to Cardiff a few times and see a difference each time. I would have loved to have lived there a bit longer than I did as I loved to hear my nana Beatrice Harris (Taylor) tell stories about the place. Someday I plan on taking my wife and kids to see the place where the ol' man started out. My Mum and Dad are still with us and living in Ocala as well - she told me about this site yesterday in fact. I know some of the people who wrote letters and think it is a great idea - thanks.

Andrea Chiplin, Neath
I loved the bay when I was a kid. I loved going to the museum, seeing my auntie Jackie working in the Packet. I have fond memories of waiting for the bus at the top of Pomeroy Street to go to school. It was such a tight knit community and I feel as though it is a shame that that has been stripped away by money hungry developers.

Margaret Feeman, Nashville, Tennessee, USA
I was born at 14 Loudoun Square in 1936 and lived there until we had to move. Does anyone remember the fairground in Loudoun Square? We had to be in bed by 8 and it closed late on the weekends - of course when we were older we enjoyed the rides. We might have been poor but there was always some kind of fun games to play - hopscotch on the pavements and of course rat-tat-ginger. I remember Mr Edwards was lying in wait on us - he chased me all the way down Angelina Street. Am I glad I outran him or that would have been a hiding as he would take you straight to your parents, and they were rather strict in them days.

One of you mentioned Louise Watkins - she also lives here in Nashville and is now a commander of the North Precinct police overcoming two obstacles - one being female, two being black - we are so proud of her!

I tried my hand in showbusiness - worked in the Cascade night club the week after Shirley Bassey performed there. Lorne Leslie (Rene Spetti) was best woman at my wedding - where else could anyone have such an illustrious upbringing? Only in the Bay! And now it's gone - thank God we still have some of the people there. When we come home we have a great past to talk about ... we have memories that they can't take away.

Colette Towler (Mota), San Antonio, Texas, USA
Growing up in Butetown was the best - I would not have liked to have lived anywhere else in Cardiff. John Maynard, I also lived on Lousia St and remembered the Maynard family. I also went to St Cuthbert's school then Lady Mary's High School. We moved to Christina Street when they where getting ready to tear down the houses off James Street, but as soon as they rebuilt my parents moved back. Both my parents have passed but my sister Maria Mota still lives there. I love to visit but it is not like it was when we where all growing up. We all loved to go to Chalky White's youth club and couldn't wait to go to the community centre for all the parties and different functions. Karyn Ali, great to hear you are doing well and yes your mom was something else. We used to have so much fun in the Paddle - she was always the life of the party. Margaret Freeman, I will talk to you soon.

Jeana Norman Lassiter
How wonderful to read all the memories of our cherished friends. Some of you I do not recall visually but the names jump right out at me. I too lived in Christina Street at No.5 with my granparents Mr and Mrs Phenis and I can tell you that all the wonderful things these people remember are true. One time I was asked by a BBC reporter if sometimes we looked through rose colored glasses and I assured him that we didn't. Life is never perfect anywhere but it was a perfect as it could be living in Tiger Bay. I go there as often as my credit card will allow me and just to walk down the old canal bank which is now filled in - brings a feeling of pride that swells up inside of me like you would never believe. To hear someone shout out "Jeana Norman when did you get home?" is magical. I am a Tiger Bay girl there is and never has been any doubt about that and I always will be. Will someome write about our characters of the Bay I can remember Larboard, Black Dolly, I loved her, the one man band, and any of the locals you knew that had a special maning to you. There are so many books written about The Bay but not near enough about the people who made the Bay what it was. God bless you all and remember bricks and mortar didn't make Tiger Bay - we and our parents did xxxx love to you all.

Kathleen Mbakwe Wilson, Chicago, USA
I am a docks girl - I went to St Cuthberts school along with the Curtains, Johnsons, and lots of the people mensoned in the letters. I was home a month ago - a lot of changes have taken place. I grew up in Evelyn Street along with my sisters Agnes, Liz, and brothers Jerry and Chuku. Anyone looking for more info should get in touch with Neil Sinclair - he still lives in Loudoun Square.

Andrew Duncan, South Carolina
I saw Jane Ford's comment about The Packet. This was my first home, literally. It's shown as my parents' address on my birth certificate in January 1946. My grandparents, Annie and Jim Sullivan were the landlords back then and had had the pub throughout the war. My mother, Patricia Mary, who served in the WAAF in the war, grew up in The Packet and often served as a youthful barmaid. Around the corner, after the war, my uncle ran a printing works, A.N.Gould & Company for which my mother later worked as the sales director.

Ray Ahmun, Leckwith, Cardiff
A reply to Peter Carde about Mr John Drummond who ran the Malay boarding house in Patrick street. You were right he did make the best fish curry you would taste anywhere in the world. He was a good friend of my uncle and aunt's family who looked out for him in his last few years. They lived in Loudon Square for many years.

Mags (Watson)
I used to work in Reese & Gwillims, James St, met my husband there. Went to St Stephens youth club, Pattersons butchers, Mrs Lanes, all the old shops on James St, the Waverley cafe. So many memories and lots of innocent, fun good times.

Clare, Canada
My father and his family came from the docks. I'm trying to complete my family's genealogy. My grandmother ran a boarding house for sea men. I am looking for any information that you might have that can help me. My grandmothers' name was Sarah Smith. She had several children, Stella, Maria, Jacob, Sammy and Cecil just to name a few.

Nadia
I'm 16 years old - I've lived in the docks all my life and I never really used to take any kind of notice in Butetown's change. But now I see every thing getting knocked down and converted into something new. It's a shame - no wonder why police these days are wondering why some people are misbehaving or whatever cos there is nuffink 4 us to do.

Marie Garland nee Turnbull, Alberta, Canada
I lived in Burt Street down the Street from the Avondale Hotel, now a residential home, from the mid 40s to middle 50s. Used to play with my friends at the time June Folland, Hilary Llewellyn, Marian Longsborough, Pat Cox, used to word at Campbell and Isherwood and was very close to my workmates Joannie Freeman, and Josie Buttergee, and Margaret. Would love to know how these gals are now, we had such a good friendship and happy day in each other's company. I was a neighbour of the Cummings family in Clarence Place all those years ago. Mrs Cummings was a striking looking lady. I returned to our old house in Burt Street before coming over to Canada and the lady of the house allowed me to look over it for old time's sake.

peggy payne nee litchfield
Went to Splottlands Secondary School, lived in Enid Street and Greenhill Street, Splott, neighbours mr& mrs Rodrigues, the Taylor family and the Edwards, friends with ann Tabener & Barbara Katchi, Connie Parks.

Robert Cameron, Timaru N.Z.
Hello my name is Robert. I lived at 18 Frances st 1953_1963. Mum's name was Noni. My sisters Edie and Margaret and brother Mickey. I remember Marie Bird. My cousins the Duprees lived across the road, Lavina Norma, Joanie, Maria and Bobby.I also remember the Faceys' who had the Westgate Hotel. Tommy Ford, Guylan? the shopkeeper.

MJ Hacker, Wotton under Edge
Does anyone remember the Windsor Hotel near Bute Street? It was run by a French woman who we used to call Madam. I stood alongside Bruce Forsyth at the bar one night there. Needless to say the food was superb. I went back last summer, it had changed - it is now a curry house.

Cheryl, USA
Anon, Said and Daniel: Pat Boston!!! Do I remember her? I should say do I know her? Yes, I do!!!!! Her mother and my grandmother are sisters. How nice to know she touched many lives...thru candy!!! LOL

Rhiannon
I am 16 years of age and over the past 5 years I have noticed a big change in our community and suroundings.I think the only thing that brings our community together is the Mas carnival and it's a shame that the Bay has finally came to just posh resteraunts and high rise apartments!

Lewis Stovin from Codsall, Staffordshire
My grandfather was Stamati Lambros. He moved from Newport to 31 Bute Street in 1930 with 6 children, including my mother. The building had 6 floors and was converted from a hostel to a shop, warehouse and accomodation fo the family. They had a continental grocery business and supplied food to ships, cafes, restaurants as well as retail. They later moved to 36 Bute Street, on the corner opposite the Custom House hotel, but kept 31 for warehousing. The business stayed in my mothers family until 1963. I think 31 Bute Street became dangerous and was knocked down in the 70's. As a child I remember it used to lean slightly towards the road. The top 2 floors were only safe for pigeons.

Daniel (Heathy)
I was born an raised in the docks lived in Christina Street at the top end. Loved the place and still pop back now and again - no other place like home. Miss the carnival somthing shoking - I looked forward to them just as much as Crimbo. As a lad there was such a vibe back then. Can any one remember Ant Pat lived down by the paddle, Mr ten pence, Charlie with the 14 dogs and his pride-and-joy trolly, the way the flats looked before the face lift and the walkways that used to run through the ground floor, Chawky white club with the room out back with all the huge foam building blocks? I could go on forever - so much love for the docks.

Anon
I was wondering if anyone can remember Auntie Pat who used to sell us jublies for 10p and toffee dabs and crispie cakes for 5p. She used to live in Hodges Square - I'm not sure if she still does. We used to have some characters such as "10p man" who used to walk round the shops all day say saying 10p. Charlie Money in the air with all the dogs, and cat woman who used to feed all the stray cats out of her black shopping trolley. I used to love going to Charlie Chalk's youth club which was situated at the back of the high rise flats. I also loved the carnival every summer with all the reggae playing live music, stalls etc. Everyone used to pull together but that's also been taken away from us now and ends up at the Big Weekend in town. Why can't the area be back to the way it was? I have such fond memories.

Leanne, Cardiff
So much has changed down the docks - all our pubs have been taken away such as the Boson which is now the Red Sea Cafe, the Ship and Pilot is now Mujibs Indian restaraunt, the Avondale is now sheltered accomodation, the Paddle Steamer is a cafe. The only ones still standing are the community centre, Eli Jenkins, the Packet and the White Hart. I wonder how long they will last? I have such fond memories of growing up down the docks but sometimes I find it hard to remember what the pier head looked like. I used to love the maritime museum but that's been replaced with Tescos and other shops. It's so unfair that all the character has been taken out of the area and we can't do nothing about it. The only things that can't be taken away from us are our memories which will stay with me for the rest of my life!

charles (said ) mohamed rumney cardiff s.wales
hi all, i was born in nelson st tiger bay in 1936 the youngest child of six. my brothers and sisters hilda miriam benny (sy scott local entertainer only me and betty are left. i still take betty to the community centre in tiger bay where elenor and patty boston cook meals we also go to all the reunion dances but mainly to attend funerals of the neighbors. yes darkie hughes and his wife sheila are still alive im retired but i spent many years as a counsellar in th c.a b. for the residents. like most of us we all loved our childhood there love to you%! 20all

David Nicholas, Melbourne, Australia
Moved to Tiger Bay aged 6 in 1959. My Dad Cliff Nicholas was caretaker of Ocean Buildings in Bute Street, and then Powell Duffryn House, magnificent building now demolished. He then worked at the Health Centre in Loudoun Square, and we lived in the new Christina Street. Memories - trolley buses (single), Pier Head and Paddle Steamers, going to school Grange Council Primary, Clarence Road Bridge, Bethel Baptist Church in Pomeroy St. Bustling James St. Cubs at St Stephens Hall etc etc etc

Josie
To Alan David Pena: your mother must have gone to the same schools as me. Shirley Bassey's family left Tiger Bay when she was 2 years old and came to live in Portmanmoor Road, Splott. Shirley was in the same classes as my sister in Moorland Road Juniors and Splott Secondary School. The Basseys lived 2 blocks away from us:-))

Karyn Ali, North Carolina USA
This is in response Cas Hampshire I remember Loudon Lodge with Grace and Whack a lot of my friends went there with the Methodist Church like Judy Smith Sherriah Jenkins Louise Watkins Anita Ali to name a few. We had some great times there I am trying to think of the name of the ghost that Whacker used to say would come down the hill at night. I remember when Grace used to take us to town to shop for our presents to take back our little presents. My sister and I were only talking about Loudon lodge a few weeks ago and we both have some fond memories. It is a shame that it is run down but just like the old bay nothing lasts forever. I also remember Mr Bray and the name Annie Webb is ringing a bell I will have to ask my sister about that one her memory is better than mine.

Maria nee Bird, Sydney, AUS
CAS, I was born in Francis St (1952). I remember Annie Webb I think she was amoney lender. She always had lots of gold jewellery, chains and charm bracelets that jangled when she moved her arms!

Liana Stewart in Grangetown
I lived in Angelina Street Maisonettes from birth until they got knocked down and we got re-located to Grangetown. I am a third year student at Newport University film school and am making a 10-15 min documentary of my old street. You don't have to have lived there to give me a story, just being part of Butetown or even having been there will be valuable to my project. I would love to hear from older people who saw them being put up and also good memories as well as bad. Have you got a story - if so email me at o_tlibra@hotmail.co.uk

Cas Hampshire
I was born in Loudon Sq in 1948 and have great memories of the bay. Does no one remember Loudon Lodge? It is in Monmouthshire, owned by the Methodist Church. I was told it was built by the people of Loudon Sq. Us kids use to go there for a weeks holiday every year, girls one week boys the next and it still has the fondest memories for me. I went looking for it a few years ago and found it completely neglegted which was so sad. Two of the people who used to take us were Grace and Whacker. We used to go to the Chapel in the Sq every Sunday, like it or not! I remember Mr Bray being a big part of the Chapel in those days. I remember Jill and Joan Brown who lived opposite the Chapel. I think Joan married and went to live in America. Does anyone remember Annie Web?

Layla from Cardiff
I came to Cardiff aged 10 years - I lived in Angelina Street until 12 years ago. Tiger Bay was home and always will be - it hurts me to see how it is today. I went to Eleanor Road school in 1972, and I just want to say how nice it is to see so many people from the bay living different lives all over the world.

Alan David Pena, Brussels, Belgium
I was born in Cardiff on the first of March 1949 in St Davids Hospital. One of my uncles is Phil Edwards, he represented Wales as a boxer in the early fifties, he trained in Benny Jacobs gym. I also remember Chalky White, who used to come to my grandmother Mrs Fernandes' grocery shop on Bute Street. The park in Loudoun Square and the canal as playgrounds are unforgettable as are the revival meetings that took place in tents there. My mother attended the same school as Shirley Bassey.

Paul Lago, Newport
I was born in 1953 in South William Street - my grandparents lived opposite the Frampton Inn and Little Windsor. The Mount Stuart dry dock gates were at the end of the street - I have fond memories as a child of the hooter sounding to signal lunchtime. Hard times but good honest people as neighbours. Three shops that I remember on Stuart Street: Prices the barber shop and confectioner run by an older couple with their daughter Joan. Doris Morgan had a little general shop on the corner of South William Street - she was helped by her sister Hilda. And then the poshest shop Bussells the newsagent and sweet shop run by three ladies always immaculately turned out. My grandparents Dolly and Ernie Johnson would wonder where the sailors home had gone or Eleanor Street school or the Channel stores. Great happy memories.

Peter Ugarte from Cardiff
Catherine Cardiff ... I remember Mrs Owen (I would never call her Maureen) she was one top lady, I can still see her in my mind opening the door has I called for her son Peter. She always asked me how I was and always asked after my mum and dad. I also remember she would invite me on some trips to the beach or over the Ninian cinema. We always seem to be in her back yard raiding the shed for some nails or wood to build something.

Catherine from Victoria, British Columbia ... I also lived in Pomeroy St down by the Betel Baptist church. Remember at the St Cuthbert’s Youth Club tea or biscuits and the Snooker table on the table on Mr Walsh office. Bonfire time was my favourite going colleting wood for the bonfire.

Michelle Lima, Cardiff
Tiger Bay is where my dad grew up as a litle boy, and he wouldn't have had it any other way. My dad is Albie Lima, and lived in Hodges square. We have lots of memories - myself, my sister and brother - of visiting my nana Doris. The community were all just so welcoming, my mum being an overprotective mum never ever had to worry about us playing around and about, as everybody knew who we were, and so that meant they looked out for us. The carnivals were just the best. I always remember standing on my nans verandah overlooking the Paddle Steamer, watching everybody having such fun - Bob Marley playing, people dancing, lots of different food to eat. Too many memories to mention, but everyone of them are just brill.

Karyn Ali, North Carolina, USA
Hi Leah Dunkley, Thank you for your response. I wanted to let you know that I am Leshae Ali's aunty. I was talking to my sister Jackie and she told me that you and Leshae used to hang around together. She is here in the States also, she lives 45 minutes from me. It would be great for everybody to meet up and yes, the community centre is still there. It's about the only original building left standing in the bay. The Paddle Steamer is gone - I had some good times in there. I was home in March 2007 and had a really good time - it was great to see my family and friends but sad that the docks have changed so much all the old characters have gone everything is new down there. It will never be the same again but at least we all have our memories. Take care and thanks again for your response.

Colin Tarr London Canada
I was not from Tiger Bay but I did occasionly work in the dock area as a telegram boy in 50s delivering telegrams on foot around the big shipping companies. I particually remember with awe going on delivery to the Royal Exchange. At a certain of day a bell would be sounded and the main floor would become occupied by what seemed like hundreds of businessmen - what the ritual was all about I was far to lowly to participate. A favourite delivery was to take telegrams to the merchant ships we always almost received good tips from the merchant seamen. One time I had a bad experience - when delivering to ships we used bicycles I propped the bike too near the train rails and some how a train or crane ran over it destroying both wheels. I had to walk back to the Post Office bike on shoulders and face the music - I felt sure I would be sacked but all I got was a good b--------g.

Colin McCoy, Brisbane, Australia
I was born in Grangetown but lived at 6 Nelson Street. My father Richard McCoy was born and bred in the docks - he was a founding member of the Ciacs criket team and rugby team. There will be many who rember the Ciacs club and some of the people who visited. Born in November 1939, I remember growing up in a place with such a great warmth and happiness. My cousin June is celebrating her 70th birthday in autumn 2007 - she still lives on the Esplanade.Wonderful site and happy to share so many memories of growing up.

Leah Dunkley from Brighton
Hi Karyn Ali, I was sorry to read your mother died. I loved her - she was a great woman, who I know is sadly missed by everyone. It's good to hear you're in America - what a big move, I hope everyone is OK and enjoying life. Wouldn't it be great to all meet up one day at the community centre (which probably isn't there any more). Hey Suzanne, I do remember you - my brother is still around, maybe one day we'll have a drink.

Rebecca, Cardiff
Does anyone know anything about Crichton House on Mount Stuart Square - I think it used to be an old merchant bank - it was obviously a bank anyway. I live there now and would love to know more about it as can't seem to find much online.

Vanessa Horne from Cardiff
I've just found this site and noticed some references to a 'Darkie' Hughes. Would anyone remember a Len/Leonard Horne? He boxed, amongst others, 'Darkie' Hughes and Jack Pottinger. Len Horne is my grandfather and I'm looking for photographs of him. He was docks born and was a member of St Mary's Boxing Club. He was an amateur light-weight in the the 1930s and I believe, but not 100%, that he became a light-featherweight, Welsh Champion in 1935-1936. I'd love to find something about him. Does anyone hve any memories of him?

Terry Morgan, Penmaen, Blackwood
In 1958 I was 12 years of age, a Riverside boy, and had just passed the 11 plus exam and went to Canton High School. I met a boy who was to become my friend at that school named Brian Kaye, same age as me. He had relatives down the docks and took me to Loudoun Square and I remember climbing up 3 flights of stairs to the top where I met his aunt. I could see the park and the swings down below, and decided to have a swing when we left. On the swings I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my leg - I had been hit by a cataault stone from some boys in the park. Anyway, Brian knew them and nothing more happened. We walked home together. After we left school we lost touch with each other until 40 years later when I visited him at his home - and we reminisced together.Funny how an incident nearly 50 years ago stays in the memory. They were good days, when colour was not important - just people.

Sally Down, Neath
In reply to Stacey I remember a 'Darkie' Hughes who was a boxer and was in the army in the fifties with my then husband 'Baigo' who also did a bit of boxing. They were good friends and I remember as a charming always smiling guy. I did see him box few times - he was good. I'm sorry I can't tell you more.

Steve Thomas, Western Australia
I used to live in Windsor Esplanade in the late 70's while at Cardiff Uni. At the end of the street in the photo, we had a wonderful house as students and a great view, although it was a little cold in winter. Loved the view and am glad to see the street survived and has been done up. A real credit to the town, well done.

Alan Chestney - Cardiff
I was born in Mount Stuart Square in 1945. I have lots of great memories of going to school in Clarence Road, playing by the sandboats in Harrowby Street with my mate Kenny Grubb. Playing allys between the railway lines, going up to Coopers Field to collect conkers in the Autumn. I remember bonfire night behind the Old Sea Lock pub. Times were hard and people were poor but there was great camaraderie in the docks as I prefer to call it!! Nobody locked their front door and people looked out for one another. I remember Peter Carde, Alan Green from West Close, Terry Azzer and many more. Great times, great memories, great people!

Maria Sherry (Bird, Xiberras) Sydney, Australia
To Daniella and Catherine - my mum was Eileen Bird, and Nina I believe we have a conection! I just came accross this website, there are many names I know from the old days. I have been in Australia 37 years and often think back to when my grandparents lived in Frances Street.

Peter Carde, Scotland
Tiger Bay is where I was born and brought up ... and so proud to have been part of it all. We lived in West Close. My mother Molly brought up five children on her own, her maiden name was Cummings from Clarence Place. She worked part time as a cleaner for a seaman's boarding house in Patrick Street for Mr Drummond, who by the way made the finest curry I have ever tasted in my life. We used to have a treat every Saturday, which was to go the the Central Cinema (The Bughouse) on the Hayes - they were the days. We were all so safe down there, playing outdoors all the time, no bother at all, neighbours were neighbours in those days. One really funny story I have to tell you: Loui James had a very large family - one day a child went missing in West Close, every one was out searching for him, but to no avail. Loui James bathed all his children to get them ready for bed, this little child was protesting all the time that he didn't want to be bathed and bedded, but again to no avail. He was put to bed with the rest of the children where he was later found in bed after Loui was asked to check his house ... we still have a laugh over that. Too many names to remember but a few to carry on with ... Sammy John and his trumpet, Mrs Mohammed with her pasties (yum), Fords, Nelsons, all there as fond memories. I have lived in Scotland now for the past 25 Years, married to a school teacher with two sons, run my own company, but still visit Cardiff twice a year and walk down memory lane. My oldest son Michael loves to hear all the old stories of life in Tiger Bay. My love to you all.

Milan, Australia
Just for something different I sailed on the Bristol Queen in the summer of 1967 when I was a lad 16. It still reamins one of my best summers and memories yet! There were some good times in the pubs, The Packet etc. Does anybody remember Evas Bar? Often wondered about Brian Silver - my nose has not been straight since. Good times always to remember.

Audrey Gregory (Edwards), Canada
All these familiar names! My husband Raymond Gregory (Ponsford) was born in Tiger Bay, 54 Christina Street, most of his family lived there too, many great nights out in the pubs down there, played darts for the Glamorgan with my mother-in-law Peggy Ponsford. I'll be over in a few weeks, love to walk down there from town and enjoy the memories although it's changed so much. Patty Ponsford & Ronnie were my husband's cousins.

Cas, Hampshire
Does anyone remember Loudoun Lodge owned by the Methodist mission in Loudoun Square? They used to take us kids for a week's holiday in the summer, boys one week, the girls another. I have such happy memories of those holidays.

John Dite, Cardiff Docks
My parents Billy & Glady as everybody knew them was always together. We lived in Louisa Street down the bottem end as they say, where I and my sister Carol were born. Some of the names I remember fetch back memories - the Ingrams, Clements, Harris, Maynards, Crabtree, Pates, Donovan, Freemans). Jack Tylke the Barber. Arthur Ellis & Sons ship chandlers. Also everyone's favorite Mrs Shilling who ran the North & South Pub. Our school was Clarence Road in Herman Street. My school summer holiday 6 weeks was spent on the paddle steamers the Britannia & Bristol Queen as my father's brother Bashum Dite was Bosun. Every one knew Bashum - a real strong swimmer who people tell me must have taught every one to swim in the docks in the canal. Later in life my parents ran the little Windsor in South William Street as one of your letters says about Clarks lorry drivers who used the pub often. I remember coaches use to line both side of the streets when people from all over Cardiff & the Valleys had gone for the day on trips to Weston & Ilfracombe & all trying to get a pint in the Big Windsor Hotel on the return journey. I was also a cellar bottle boy in the Big Windsor - when I went in Sunday morning I never seen so many empty bottles & every one had to be put back in its right place. I was also there when Tiger Bay was being made. We had lots of fun in those days, always enjoying ourselves.

Tom Bellgard, Australia
We used to live in 42 Loudoun Square. I remember when our basement used to flood in the spring tides. When a landmine hit the Methodist church at the corner and blew a poor woman from the house next door, out into the park, bed and all, without injuring her. When my father was recommended for the George Medal for amputating a man's leg to save him from a bombed & burning building which was about to collapse. Sam on Yen's Chinese restaurant near the corner and so much more.

Violet Franklin nee Jemmett, Cape Cod, Massachuset
I came to live in Tiger Bay as we used to call it then when I was thirteen years old. I now am living in the US. Living in the bay was the best years of my young days, and I do still miss my friends. Hello Beryl, Dorothy, Johnny, and everyone I knew.

Kathy, Brisbane, Australia
Visited the Docks area & found it fabulous. The development there is a great tourist attraction. One comment, we had a priviliged guided tour by my husband's Welsh aunty. Some signage with history would be a good thing.

Louise Laferla, Miskin
My father Paul now 62 (sisters Rita, Carmel and Nini and brother Peter) still tells us of times when he was growing up in the bay. He now lives in Fairwater, Cardiff, and we go down to show him how much things have changed. But we love hearing the tales and have now started telling our children.

Stacey
I am searching for any information about the boxer David Hughes who I believe lived in Tiger Bay from around 1930. His fight record is from around the 1950s to 1963. He was a lightweight, any information would help greatly.

Suzanne Hendrickson, Cardiff
This is a reply to Leah Dunkley - I remember you and your brother Alexander. My brother is called Liam - we all used to play on the canal together with Nyomi, Natalie, Ceri, Becky and so forth. I still live in Butetown - as you know, from a child the area has changed so much with all the changes. But it is still a great area and I feel lucky I grew up in such a place. I did leave the area in 1995 but like a homing pigeon I came back. I still attend the carnivals - although it has changed a lot from the 80s and 90s it still has the parade and live music. I think Butetown is the best area in Cardiff to grow up.

Sharde Elliott - London
I was born in 1987 and grew up in Butetown - Alice Street. yes yes. My memories of the area are happy ones for real! The community back then was alive and made me who I am today. I now live in London but I do still go back when I can even though many of my loved ones have moved on from there. But I will always return because Butetown is me. "There's no place like home".

Catherine from Victoria, British Columbia, Canada
This is to Catherine from Cardiff whose nan was Maureen Owens. I remember her she was a friend of my mums and I went to school with Christine who is probably your mum or Aunt. My mums name was Ismay and she lived in Pomeroy Street - my dad's name was Charlie. They have both passed away. I remember November 5th and the huge bonfires at the park. I miss St Cuthberts church and the cresh (did I spell that right) at Christmas. I remember youth club at the school. I remember the old Clarence Road Bridge. Playing at the top end of Pomeroy Street near the hospital, where the houses had been bombed during the war. Lots of memories.

Karyn Ali, North Carolina, USA
Reply to Emma Davies nee Ford - I remember the Fords, I used to date Kenny when we were 13 years old. I was always at Mr & Mrs Fords house - they were both wonderful people. Please give my best wishes to Linda and all the family, from Karyn Ali (Connie's daughter). Thanks.

Emma Davies nee Ford
Do you remember the good days in West Close? When my parents were alive - Reg & Nelly Ford. When the children played in the streets without any worries, and we didn't have to lock the doors. The milk stayed on the door steps without fear of being stolen. Families such as Johns, Micheals, Carpens, Ryans, James, and many more. We came from a big family - Reggie, Linda, Ronnie, Joyce, myself, Robert, Kenny and Richard. The good days are long gone but not forgotten.

Jane Ford, Cardiff
My nan and grandad (Ernie Clark & Joan Clark) used to be the landlady and landlord of the Packet Pub, what fun that must have been, has anyone got any stories about it?

Jim Stagg, Cardiff
Not sure if I qualify for Butetown or Adamsdown. I lived in the York Hotel in East Canal Wharf, which was run by my Mam and Dad, Ann and Ernie, from 1958 to 1970 when I emigrated to Sydney in Australia. I read the messages from Margaret Freeman and Catherine Laferla. Is the Rita Laferla you mention, the demon skittler from Renold Chains? It must be. If so give her my best, we worked together in Renolds for many years. I've got great memories of my years at The York. The wonderful characters from the Fruit Market and Benny Jacobs Boxing Gym. Sorry to see the old pub all boarded-up now. Does anybody know what they intend to do with it?

Catherine (Nini) Laferla, South Australia
Reply to Margaret Freeman - Came across your message and thought, I know the Freemans. It was great to hear your comments. I have been here in Australia now for 48 years and I still miss people and places. Rita still lives in the area and I will let her know about you. Also in reply to Josie's question: I recall Francis Street as being behind where I lived in Loudoun Square (1928-1958) until they were all demolished a few years after that. It runs between Canal Parade and Angelina Street parallel with Loudoun Square (Canal Parade end). Hope I haven't confused you more!!

John Maynard from Kidderminster
My father was brought up in Louisa Street and lived there until he married in 1940. My grandmother had married a sailor from Cornwall and had 12 children, only to be left a widow when he died in an accident on his ship in 1908. My father tells me Grandmother Maynard had to move her family from Grangetown to the docks and that she even managed to take in lodgers in their house in Louisa Street. He used to tell great tales of Tiger Bay and when he'd had a few, he'd sing a song about 'the Docks boys'. Their life down there was very hard and he told me that sometimes he'd be sent to a married sister's house to borrow something that Grandmother could pawn. I was told never to go down there alone, but I did and loved it. So much character, such a great community.

Julie Coughlan, Newport
Hi - my parents left Cardiff in the early 70s. Does anyone remember the Clements? They were a very large family and I am the daughter of one of the girls. I still have 2 living relatives in Cardiff, but would love to hear any tales about the 50s on. I know that the Clements were considered a bit of a handful in their day.

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Ivor Williams from St Leonards On-Sea
Marylin Wellington is my cousin. We lived in Frances Street. Her mother was my fathers sister. We the Williams's were born and bred in 'Tiger bay' attending Sth Church St School. We left in '53 for Ely - a bathromm inside/hot water - what luxury. Marylin's mother - my aunt - did work in The Westgate Pub. Right opposite our house. How I would love to have a map of 'Tiger Bay'. We all lived in harmony playing together and also 'rap tap ginger'. We had a large family - the remaining ones are Desmond, David, Lewis, Leonard, Reginald, Joan and myself.

Karyn Ali, North Carolina, USA
This is in reply to Suzanne Hendrickson - I am Connie's daughter Karyn. I just wanted to say that it was nice of you to remember my mother - she sadly passed away 5 years ago but it is so nice to know that you too have a memory of her singing which is the way a lot of people that knew her will remember her. I am living in the USA now and I too have wonderful memories of Tiger Bay. I cannot wait until next year when I can go home and visit this wonderful place where I grew up. Thanks again.

Suzanne Hendrickson, Cardiff
I moved to the docks as a baby with my mum dad and brother Liam - it was a lovely area to grow up in. We used to attend St Marys School where Mrs Percy the dinner lady used to play rounders with us. We used to have the carnival every summer - I was in it once as a rainbow. I also remember Auntie Connie walking down the canal singing and every year she'd look up to the sky and sing and talk to her mum. Me and my friends used to play in the old park by Hodges Square before the adventure park was built. We also used to play in the old factories on Schooner Way. Butetown had a great community, everyone knew everyone - we were like one big family. I don't think there's another community like ours although its changed a lot over the years with new houses and all the regeneration. I'll always have fond memories of my childhood which no-one can take away.

Victoria Mansell-Bull
I lived in Butetown from 1980-1993 in Christina Street. I also attended St Marys the Virgin School, of which I have very found memories. All the girls used to make up dance routines during dinner time and we had a wonderful dinner lady who used to get us to play rounders. As a child we used to play in the streets, we knew who lived in every house and that made you feel safe. My grandmother still lives in the house where I used to live - I often pass through "The Bay" and look with sadness of how things have changed and how time can pass by so quickly.

Josie
Help! I'm researching my family's roots. My Great Great Grandparents ran a boarding house in Francis Street. Although I can see all the other streets on an old map of Tiger Bay I cant find Frances/Francis St. I see that Marilyn Wellington's Mother used to work in a pub on the corner of that street. Maybe you Marilyn or anyone can describe to me where Frances Street exactly was? Much appreciated.

Viv Gregson, Portsmouth
I was born in Cardiff in 1946. In the sixties we would go to the Quebec, Paddlesteamer, Windsor, Bute Hotel, Philanderers Club, Talk of the Town and my favourite the Dowlais club run by the Hassan brothers. Anyone remember them?

Cheryl White, USA
I am a proud member of the Duarte/Boston family, who still live strong in Cardiff and surrounding areas. Though I was raised in the States, I always tried to return home to visit my loved ones. My memories are filled with breakfest bangers and cobbs in the morning, curry for dinner & Auntie Teresa's spaghetti. Omigoodness! Playing along the canal parade and eating sweets from out back Auntie Pat's flat. Change is always good but nothing was better than the 70's and 80's in Tiger Bay! I know I don't have a say but please don't let the "powers that be" make too ! many changes. Please leave the charm alone!!!

Paul Carde
I was born in 1951 in a front room in West Close ... my earliest memory is of my mother holding me close to her, wrapped in a Welsh shawl, on a very cold and bleak New Years Eve. We listened to the ships' foghorns whooping in the distance, just as they always used to do. I was enrolled in the nursery in West Close at the age of 5, and have many happy memories of being there. Especially at Christmas time ... who can forget the sight of Father Christmas descending the fire escape at the rear of the office block in Mount Stuart Square? What a treat. At the age of 7 I started school at St Cuthbert’s, with my first teacher being Miss Cochlyn, followed by Miss O'Reilly then Mr Walsh (Lardy). Who can ever forget his mastery of his reading to us the story of Treasure Island and his vocalisation of the character Long John Silver, as well as the roaring coal fire and the gas lamps that popped when lit.

Peter Townley, Victoria, Australia
I was born in South William Street,(sadly gone, but not forgotten). Plenty of memories, all good. Went to Eleanor Street School. Later joined the Merchant Navy, like most others. Then went driving for James Clarke of Eleanor Street. Left Wales in 1972.

T, France
My mother Mrs Shirley Howard of Harris Avenue in Rumney has a photo of her in the Butetown museum, there is still no caption under the photo. Whlst she was nine months pregnant she jumped into the canal and saved a little boy Luigi from drowning. Sister Linda was born three days later. Today (August 22 2006) she is celebrating her 70th birthday and despite all her severe handicaps, still keeps going strong. I hope she has a lovely birthday.

Michael, Sydney, Australia
I was stationed at RAF St Athan and Tiger Bay was out of bounds to us. We still went there anyway. It is a great name and I can't understand why it has been changed to Cardiff Bay. The name should be changed back to Tiger Bay because it is part of the history of Cardiff.

Rosemary Beresford (nee Chappell), Bristol
I wonder if anyone remembers "Alek" or "Ali" who owned the cafe in Bute St in the 60's. He was from Aden and his Welsh wife was called Pamela. I believe he also owned a club of some kind. This family were friends of my mum and very kind to us. I have fond memories of them when I was a child - I would love to know what happened to them. If any body remembers them at all - I would love to hear from them.

Ellen Pugh, Little Rock, Arkansas, USA
My mother June Saleh is from Cardiff and married an American GI Luther Pugh. I have the greatest memories of Cardiff and the Docks. My Dad was stationed in numerous bases in England and we spent a lot of time in Cardiff visting family, my Aunt Shirley and Uncle Reggie, Aunt Mary still lives in Cardiff and I have been back there many times and it's unbelievable, the changes. I remember the old Tiger Bay and the great community, the people treated everyone as family and looked out for you. I have retired from the Air force but was fortunate to be stationed in England and spent a lot of my time in Cardiff. I prefer the old Cardiff - it was a safe place full of life and fun. My Nana's house was always full of people of all races and religions, from all walks of life but the only thing you noticed was the real love they had for one another, I have never in all my life's journeys found another place like Cardiff. I would like to say hello to all my cousins Gerald Frances Chris Asyia Angela Sharon Julie Antionette Gary Craig (who was in Tamed and Shabby Tiger) Kevin, family friends Rita Beryl June and many more.

Rhiannon Taylor
I live in Butetown and it used to be a place where our community WAS one, but now the council are moving in rich people from all over and all the docks people are getting moved out. It's turned into some kind of Butlins on the weekends with all the pubs and restaurants Butetown's not the same!!!!

Leshae Ali, Arizona, USA
Just wanted to say thanks to everone for the stories, I enjoy reading them. And to Keith, thanks for the shout out - I will be home soon.

Karyn Ali, North Carolina, USA
My memories of Butetown was playing rounders with all the parents and children in Hodges Square, going on the Whitsun Treat and the good times we used to have at Chalky White's youth centre. I remember coming 2nd in the Miss Butetown Competition. But my favourite memories of my childhood in Butetown were the Mardi Gras - we all used to look forward to the fair coming every year. The Bay was a wonderful place to grow up in and we all have good memories that will stay with us forever. It was a community with a special bond - we all had a million mothers and fathers and back then everybody looked out for one another. The Bay has changed so much now with all the new buildings but again it is the memories, the one thing that ‘CHANGE’ cannot take away.

Bernard Townley in Cardiff
I was born in Butetown and lived in Christina Street and stayed there for 21 years before I got married and moved. I still go down to the docks for old memories and fishing. Butetown has changed a lot over the years but it has the same warm feeling every time I go there

Keith Murrell
I would just like to say hello to my good friends Leah, Margaret, Leshae, Dainy and everyone else - I don't really need to read all the old stories because we're still busy creating new ones! But it is great to 'hear' from you all and to find that you're all doing well and thinking of us! I just want to let you all know that you are loved and missed in the Bay - whenever you're ready, just come on home :-)

Leah Dunkley
I grew up in Butetown in the 80s/90s. I lived in Angelina Street until I was 10 with my mother Veronica Austin. Then I went to live with my grandmother (Fatima Kaid)in Alice Street. My memories of Butetown were that it was a close-knit nighboughood. Everyone knew who you were. Although I knew of people who thought it was rough, we always felt safe. I go home now & then and it's such a wounderful place - so many treasured memories. Although I've moved on and now live in Brighton, I do miss the people of Cardiff Bay - such a bright place which will always be close to my heart. I love the carnival where we would all go to the community centre to make our costumes, dancing lessons with Monica, and drama at the Pavillion. A small place with a big histoy.

Margaret Freeman (Jones)
Wow! I lucked upon this page. The memories have been rushing through me - the names Dr Bellgard, Celia Roberts, Tamer, The Laferla's era Roberts, Ray & June(Paddle Steamer), Abdulla Dainy Connie & Teddy Ali Catherine Laferla. Often wondered where you were Katherine Farrugia - we were good friends. I plan to share this website with all the Cardiff girls in cyber space. Also Lorretta Corria in Australia. I was born and raised in Loudoun Sq to parents Pyillis & Isaac Freeman.

catherine cardiff
my nan and grampy lived in hunter st, my grampy still lives there but my nan has now past away, she was missed by everyone in the docks and i think everybody turned up to her service, if you remember her - her name is Maureen Owen, let me know on here.....

Aisha Omar
I was about five years of age when I was brought to Butetown. That evening is still clear in my mind. It was dark and cold, and as soon as the taxi stopped in Maria Street, Doreen, a wife of one of my uncles, snatched me up and took me to her house around the corner.

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Steve Dwyer Sully Vale of Glamorgan
My memories were of Eleanor Street School 1968 till its closure and Betty Cambell taking over as head teacher ,the best years gone but never forgotten

Hyno from Cardiff
My mothers family were the Farrugia's from Saphire Street no 3. I was born in Clarence Place in the 50's but then moved to Canal Parade. I remember Tom the fish man and Sammy the milk man. I heard many wonderful stories about people and characters and the Bay from my mother Kathleen Farrugia. I went to St Mary's school, and South Church St school. My vivid memories were of beautiful kind hearted people of all races, colours and religions that seemed to be part of a huge family. There was definately what I can only describe as communal careing and respect for all, and yes communal love. Whatever the recipe was for this particular brand of multiculturalism (I dont know) but it was special and it worked. In 2004 I wrote a song to try to capture the spirit of the Tiger, and Lord Melody sung the song, it is a folk song especially for the Bay, it is called "Tiger in the Taff" and is featured on the Cardiff Bluebirds football anthems number 5. The song decribes men and sailors comming from all corners of the globe as metaphoric tigers and living, loving and settling down in the Bay, and true intergration with native Cardiff folk that followed.

Marilyn Wellington
I went to St Mary the Virgin school in Maria Street, then on to Grangtown SM for girls. We used to play rounders in the streets and tie string to someone's door, hide round the corner, then pull the string, then we all run away. Such good old times. Then we use to watch the boys in our street catch pigeons with a bit of string. My dear mum used to work in the Westgate pub on the corner of Frances Street. When I left school my first job was at the old cigar factory. Oh, how love to meet some of the old friends.

Claudine Morgan, Newport
Hi everyone, I've read all your messages and recall all the names mentioned as my nan who is 89 today (January 1) lived in Christina Street, her name is Edna Corsi her maiden name was Huggins. Her mother was Hilda Huggins and her father was Graham Gachette, everyone knew him as "Gray". Nan's mother died when she was 3 years old and her brother Arthur was 1 years old and they were bought up by thier grandmother. [Hilda's mum]. Nan had many cousins and friends her one cousin is Vera Roberts who still lives in Maria Street and we still pop in and see her [she works in the Butetown heritage centre] a great place, I love listening to her stories of when they were growing up. My favourite story is that nans dad Graham came back from the Caribean with a parrot who used to shout Edddddnnnnaaaa!!! Nan used to play on the steps of the big church [can't remember the name of it] and playing in Loudon Square. I will speak with nan later and write back with all the people who she remembers. If you knew my nan or members of the family I would love to hear from you. Oh one more thing, her son Jimmy Corsi is well famous in Cardiff he is massive, had a fruit store in Cardiff Market, played one game for Wales because he couldn't be bothered to train as he enjoyed playing for the Ciac, he can still be found down there now.

Catherine (Nini) Laferla from Australia
Sitting here on Christmas Day looking at the comments from other past residents of Tiger Bay, I felt quite nostalgic and realised what good times we used to have with simple pleasures. Things like playing near the fountain in the park at Loudon Square, coming home from school along the canal which your mum had told you not to do in case you fell in! Crossing the canal on logs! Another no!no! All your school friends of different nationalities and religions. Tommy the fish! Riding the bike to Barry Island. St. Cuthberts School. Gundersen's Fish shop. Dad going away to sea and bringing back treasures from abroad. Collecting signed pictures of the latest film stars like Frankie Sinatra, Alan Ladd and Co. Carrying the gas mask to school, Anderson shelters in the back garden and identity cards. I still remember my number!! I left in 1958 and I was last back 22 years ago and things had started to change then. Now I believe I would not recognise the place at all. I have the fondest of memories of my youth in the Bay where everyone knew each other and were there to give a hand when needed. Best wishes to eveyone on this Christmas Day 2005 and may you have every happiness in your chosen countries in the years to come. A little piece of Tiger Bay lives on in all of us!!

teresa cornock cardiff
my mother was raised in tiger bay her father owned the barber shop in louisa street called tylke's barbers.my mother was jennifer tylke her grandfather was jack tylke who was famous for puttin ships in glass bottles.my mother was born there in 1946.i am proud of my heritage

Leshae, Arizona, USA
I grew up in Butetown in the 90's and I know everyone has stories about the older days and I love hearing them. It kinda makes me feel closer to home but I have fond memories of my own, living in Butetown for the first 19 years of my life and eventually moving to USA. I often get home sick but I had so many good memories of growing up - going to the Butetown carnival when it was about something fun like dressing up in costumes and partying, to having a drink at the Paddle Steamer when I was all grown up. I loved the area and I still do. I have never felt a closeness among so many people in all my travels. Everyone looked out for everyone as if we were all family. Walking down Bute Street going to the post office and hearing my grandad Teddy Ali (who passed on in '96) shouting my name from his window to hearing my grandmother Connie singing "We Are The World" down the old canal. It has changed so much in the 5 years that I have been gone but I will always hold my memories close to my heart, for Butetown will always be my "home".

Abdulla Hassa (Dainy), Jeddah, Saudi Arabia
Born in Christina Street, with two sisters and a brother, my father was formerly a Merchant Seaman, but also the Arabic school teacher, and my mother from Swansea.

Tiger Bay as it was known, had a reputation for all the wrong things, that it did not deserve, when in fact there was a harmony and tolerence within the community, that could teach the current world a thing or two. We had St Mary's Church with the Boys Brigade, The Methodist Mission for the Whitsun Treat, The Greek Church for our Easter Eggs and the Mosque for the Eid celebrations. In none of these establishments was anyone turned away, and in fact we youngsters attended all - everyone was made welcome.

Growing up we did not see colour or religion, we only saw friends, and what affected one affected all. The CIACs, the local rugby team, fostered the same sentiment, which thankfully has continued.

Loudoun Square, was the place to be on New Years eve, with the Taylor brothers leading the singing, and where almost every house had a welcoming open door, for those celebrating.

As I write this, I still see the characters that were in abundance, characters sadly passed on, but who will live on in memory, to be recalled when old friends meet. The old streets that housed these characters, sadly long gone and only a memory now, but a cherished memory. I have enjoyed reading the many comments of former residents, and I hope it will be added to.

Tom Bellgard
The brick building with the clock has stuck in my memory, probably wrongly, as the Mount Stuart Hotel(perhaps somebody with a better memory than mine can tell me where the real hotel was). My father took my sister and me for our first hotel meal there in the late 1930s or early 1940s. We went to the Catholic school - I think it was called Saint David's - at the bottom of Charles Street. When Saint David's Cathedral was hit by incendiary bombs, the marble altar rails melted and became like masses of very heavy silver paper (perhaps some chemical engineer can tell us if this is possible?)

Chris Poor, Dover, New Hampshire, USA
I just read the story from the veteran June Wagstaff. My first visit to Cardiff was in 1978 and I met Ray and June at that time. The Paddle Steamer was much fun and I was made to feel very welcome. I had lost track of the Wagstaffs over the years so I was pleasantly surprised to read June's story. Hello to them and the others that were at the Paddle Steamer that summer. I have been back many times and was even married in Cardiff in 1991. We made the Western Mail! Cardiff was and is a great place but I do miss the Cardiff of the 70s. I was lucky enough to even go to THE MOON - many fond memories carry me through the days. Iechyd Da!

Daniella in Adelaide, Australia
My mother Catherine Laferla (born in Cardiff in 1928 and known as Nini), grew up in Loudon Square in the 1930s and 40s before emmigrating to Australia in the 1950s. She lived at no. 11 Loudon Square until she was three years old and then moved to no.25 and then finally to no.65. Her parents were Catherine and Paul Laferla. Paul was a merchant seaman. Her siblings are Rita (who still lives in the area), Carmel (who became a nun), Peter and Paul.

She went to St Cuthbert's catholic school. She had tap dancing lessons with Miss Kitty Slocombe, piano lessons with Florence Bilboa and attended the youth club with Fr Kelly.

She spent a lot of time in the playground in the middle of the square playing on the roundabout and slide. Her special friends were Maureen and Josephine Camilleri who also lived on the square. She remembers the following school mates - Nellie Mansbridge, Noreen Walden, Maudie Carless, Bridie Murphy, Maureen and Ivor Amery, Kenny Reece, Mario Malfatti and Tony Ugarte. Would love to hear from anyone who remembers my mum.

Maria in Gabalfa
Life in Crichton Street was brilliant, though we didn't know it at the time! The sense of community was spot on. Neighbours were there for each other, though knew when to allow privacy when needed. As kids we could play in the street, and front doors were always on the latch. Memories of summer outings, walking for Corpus Christi, Greek Easters - cracking red eggs on each others' heads, and sitting on chairs on the pavement on hot summer nights while the kids played outside, collecting wood for bonfire night, and all out on the doorstep listening for the ships and the bells from St Mary's to signal a New year. All things I remember with a smile.

Denise Bridgeman from Cardiff
Born in St David's Hospital in 1950, my mother also worked there in the late 60s. We lived in Loudoun Square with my grandmother Celia Roberts and my father's mother Tamer lived there. It was good living so near two grandmothers and aunts uncles and cousins. I have wonderful memories of playing in the park before they built the flats and changed the bay forever.

Terry Johansen (formerly Howard) Aix en Provence,
I'm from Cardiff and lived in Herbert Street about 18 months of my life. Then we moved to Rumney where my parents still live. My mum is Mrs Shirley Howard. She lived in Butetown for many years and whilst nine months pregnant jumped in the canal to save a drowning boy. She was featured on the BBC's Hearts of Gold show and was very proud of that. Mum has sent me some photos of her and my dad when they were young. My father especially still talks about Docks life, and although I know that their life was very hard for them, they made some good friends. I hardly recognise cardiff when I come 'home' any more it has Changed so much and has become terribly up market and expensive. On the other hand it's very lively and looks more like a capital city should. Wish I could get home more!

Henry Barrow in Caerphilly
All my family were from Grangetown,but my father and uncle ran a ship's chandler's called Arthur Ellis & Sons in Louisa Street in the 1950's/60's. As a youngster, I spent a lot of my summer holidays 'helping' my father and playing with the local kids. We were a regular united nations. Just about every nationality under the sun lived in Louisa Street. We'd spend a lot of our time playing around the Pier Head and I can remember sliding down the muddy slipway on the Pier Head wall on my backside and getting a pasting from my father when I got back to Louisa Street, In the late 50's I was a Telegram Boy and regularly took 'grams to ships, ship owners and the Coal Exchange. All history now but still vivid in my memory.

Alan David Pena
For Janet Martin Salmon, who wrote to Butetown Memories.I believe you are my Cousin. Johnny was my Mother's Brother. Her name is Amelia. "Nanny" was Mrs Fernandes, who owned a grocery store on Bute Street. Are we talking about the same family? If you think so please get in touch. You also have an older brother?

Janet Martin Salmon in Canada
My father Johnny Martin, was born and raised in "Tiger Bay". I remember visiting my Nanny often who lived on Bute Street; she ran a groceteria just across from the docks. She was the last person to leave Bute Street. My mom (a Sheppard) lived in the Canton area. As a child living in Llanrumney I remember many things especially the "rag man". Whenever he came around we would run to get rags and he would give us toys in return! I remember the gypsies who would go around selling pegs. My memories of school include the daily milk, celebrating St David's Day dressed up as a daffodil and of course Guy Fawkes Day. All of my relatives still reside in Cardiff.

Diana Tapscott
Born in St David's Hospital in 1950, lived in Stuart Street, Cardiff Docks for 9 years. Moved to Grangetown but worked in Cardiff Docks area from aged 14 to 21. Have wonderful memories of that area, Docks Cardiff, in fact my mother still lives there. My family were involved with the sea i.e. merchant seaman. Tiger Bay is now Cardiff Bay but it will never have the same atmosphere. The inhabitants of that area are rare!!!

Derek Clode in San Francisco
My grandfather and all the members of the Clode family lived and were born in Windsor Esplanade. My grandfather founded Clode Ships Chandlers on George Street. Many millionaires lived on the Esplanade - money made mostly from the coal trade and shipping. Regards to you all.

Ruth in California
From 1935 to 1943 I lived at 1 Windsor Esplanade. My name is Ruth Sparkes and I'm the granddaughter of Marianne Brotherton Sparkes. It was a lovely house - great views of Penarth Head, the water, the sea wall. During the war, a large airraid shelter was built on the street. A barrage balloon station was also built. It was a convenient place with trams close by to go to Cardiff. I used to go to school on the trams to Our Lady's Convent. A lot of Irish lived on the Esplanade. I'd love to hear from anyone who knew my family.

Cindy, USA
The old Butetown will live on in the memories of those of us who were born and raised there. Although I've been living in the USA for many years, I have great memories of Butetown. Back in those days, the Stork club was a place to visit after hours followed by a curry dinner at 3am. The pubs and community centre were the meeting place for the locals and those who would come down the docks for a night out. It was great fun.

Tony Moares, Washington state, USA
Thank you for posting the picture of my father, guitarist Jose Moares aka Baracaldo. (Click here to see the photo) He passed away some years ago so my family will be thrilled to see it. He was well known in The Bay, in part, at least, because of his playing. I'm quite sure some of the old timers will recognize him. We lived on Loudon Place, number 2. I remember the big affairs they used to have in the park right by our house. I was an altar boy at Saint Mary's and a choirboy. I was there when they were making the film "Tiger Bay". I live in Washington state, USA, today but all my family still lives in the UK.

Janet Player
My grandfather Charles Wall, was the city Councillor for Grangetown in the 1920s and I understand a very active figure around the area. He had a haulage business in Bute Street. He died when my father was only six years. We have very little information about my grandfather. Does anyone remember him?

Colin Fender in Penarth
When I was a child, we moved to Tiger Bay as my parents managed a pub - the Bute Castle in Angelina Street. What a melting pot of nationalities. Being paid a shilling for looking out for the police when the the pitch and toss schools were being played on the street corner. The call was to shout heads up and everyone would scarper, if you were lucky there would be some money left on the ground. Joining on to the Arab procession through the streets at the end of Ramadan, knowing there was free food and cakes in the Arab Mosque at the end of the procession. Swimming in the canal, and fishing there on Sunday afternoons with my Dad. The highlight of my time in the Docks was when the film Tiger Bay was being made. I was in the choir of St Mary's Church and we were paid five pounds to sing in the film. Of course during the filming we met some of the film stars, namely Hayley Mills as she was roughly the same age as the rest of us. When I re-visited the church years later it all seemed so small, but the memories are very large in my mind.

Tony Styles in Peterborough
When I was little, my dad and I used to go down the docks for a cycle ride on Sunday afternoons to see the ships. It was almost a ritual. Riding past the steel works, the timber yards and Spillers flour mill, and making sure our front wheels didn't get caught in the many railway lines that crossed the roads. Happy days!!

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