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June Sexton nee Lawrence
Eunice Leeds, I remember the mural well. Yes, they were good old days. There was also Dilys Hayward, who incidentally I found here on Facbook, remember well the netball team oh we did have fun. Miss Hoare seemed to me that she was well travelled - I got quite sick of hearing about the Congo. I pass by there a few times a week and the memories come flooding back.
eunice leeds nee phillips
YesJune Sexton,I remember Miss Hoare,and Mr Jenkins,also Mr Hughes,also Ray Knight,Carole Knight,Jean Edwards,and many more,do you remeber the Mural on the wall in the coridor of the art room.Do you remember the exchange teacher we had from America his name was Mr Fulgoni,as you say happy days.
Bob Etherington, London
I went to live in Cardiff (from London) in 1962. My Dad was working out at Treforest and I was sent to Glantaf School. I remember 'Dickie' Manser (maths) Miss Hoare (English) Mr Bunn (MetalWork) and Emlyn Jenkins (Headmaster) who nearly caned me for altering my school report....I lied...he believed me...he shouldn't have...I DID alter it. I went back to London in 1964.It was actually overall a good experience ... I won a bicycle while I was there ... kissed a girl for the first time (round the back of the Park Hall Cinema)... had my first Cheese and Onion crisp, had a paper delivery round up Cathedral Road ... nobody but me remembers the trolley buses and Kveylog Street where we lived.
Jacky Towers, Hull
We moved from Splott to 191 Gabalfa Avenue in the 60's - and we had the luxury of an indoor toilet - two in fact!! We lived opposite the army barracks. I remember the 'outdoor' where you could buy beer and so on. I used to play football with the Jameses, Michael Hailstone, and I used to babysit for The Follands, who had 4 boys. Their eldest, David, was in our gang. I got married at the Church near the Cow and Snuffers (All Saints, Church in Wales), in 1974. It was a lovely area to grow up in.
June Sexton nee Lawrence Pentyrch, Cardiff
I also remember the Tivoli Cinema with the canal running alongside and The Cow and Snuffers the other side, opposite the Tizer Pop Factory. Then just around the corner in Andrews Road - the Laundry, this was a very industrial area. How ironic that I went to work in the Tivoli Garage (on the site of the cinema) 30 years later and spent 10 years there. I went to Highfields School. Does anyone remember Miss Hoare and Mr Jenkins who was a rather familiar master to the girl pupils? They were good school days. Betty Troake, Ivor Tout, Peter Knight and many others. Memories I will never forget.
Clive Kelly. Rumney
Hi Phil Canham. In answer to your query, 3 Cups Row was alongside the canal in Llandaff North. There was a huge house at the end which used to be a public house, also called 3 Cups. Hence the name 3 Cups Row.
Eunice Leeds nee Phillips.st.thomas ontario canada
I spent the first 21 years of my life in Durlston Close. I remember the tivoli very well and the Tizer factory - my mother worked there, so there was always free pop. I was one of the first pupils to go to the then new Glantaf School, having been at Highfields school first. Many happy memories come back when I look at the old school pictures. Happy Days.
Phil Canham from Cardiff
Does anyone remember a place called 3 Cups Road in Llandaff North?
Bob (Bobby) Ware, Gabalfa
I remember playing in the old field at the back of our houses as well along with Alan, his brother Mervyn Thole, Killer Rawlings (Kenneth) Philip Leonard and Richard Sinclair. I still live in the area alas not for long though a new place is calling to me - Barry to be precise . Long gone are the fights with the Whitchurch over Queenies field.
Heidi Lefferts from Merrill, Wisconsin, USA
We'd lived in Evansfield Road, and Hilton Place, respectively, prior to my moving to the USA. I have many memories of the area, one of which is walking along the canal from Llandaff North all the way to Tongwynlais (and back!). There was nothing prettier than doing this during bluebell time; they were all over the place; some of which would always end up in a vase on our dining room table. Then there was the Saturday morning matinees at the Tivoli. I spent 6d for the seat and 3d for some sweets. What a way to start the weekend! After the matinee, we took a detour through Hailey Park to see who was there, and play a while. There was a bread delivery man (I forgot his name) who came around the area every Saturday afternoon with his horse, named Trixie. I think he delivered Hovis breads, etc. Many times I'd sit on the platform of the station just people-watching, as they got on and off the trains, thinking how fortunate they were to be able to travel so far from "up the valley". If my mother needed something quick from the grocer, she'd have me run to the stores at the end of the road (Evansfield). Ther was a post office, a chemist, a grocer, and one other one which I can't remember exactly. I went to church and Sunday school at Christchurch Congregational on Bellvue Crescent. We used to put on a lot of 'shows' there. The church is gone, but the hall across the street is still there. That's where we presented our 'acts' for the congregation and other visitors. I remember Peter Greene and I were made up as the chipmunks, singing some of their songs. We had people in stitches!!
Alan Thole, Newport
Reading the story of 'the field' at the back of Caldy Road in Llandaff North brought all the memories flooding back of my time playing there. I was born in Caldy Road in 1950, number 44. Ours was always the biggest bonfire, best guy, burnt longest (only joking). Playing mob, tennis, football, cowboys and Indians, marbles in the gutter, whip and top was no problem in the street (not many cars around then). The main transport to look out for was the number 34 bus. Di Legge the greengrocer with his horse and cart and his rival Jim (his surname I think was Groves), the Wonderloaf baker, the coalman, the rag and bone men, and GB the ice cream van were all characters that came down our street. We had it all, the Tivoli cinema at the end of Clarbeston Rd for the Saturday mornings (who remembers Captain Video?), Mr Edwards chasing us for playing rat-a-tat-ginger and hedge hopping.Ahh those were the days, they maybe gone but the street and all the people of that era the Thomas, Edwards, Dugdales, Please, Rawlings, Bestwicks, Sinclaires, Wares, etc will never be forgotten.
Colin Tarr, London, Canda
Our familly moved from Roath to Llandaff North circa 1946 to the then new estate, to a new council house on Colwinestone Street. We were one of the first famillies on the street - there were no pavements at the time, mud everywhere, but to be living in a brand new house was brilliant. My brother Anthony and myself would wander for miles in the countryside exploring. We both learned to swim in the Taff at the old Treseders Nurseries along with lots of pals. Trips to the goood old Tivoli twice a week, getting into mischief trying to manipulate free bottles of Tizer from the factory on Station Road. Growing up in Llandaff North was a wonderful experience. Sadly I have learnt that many of my friends have passed away just recently but I suspect there are a few enjoying a pint at the Cow and Snuffers, the Pineapple, the Station, and the Royal Exchange - cheers.
Vivian Fox now in Suffolk
I remember long summers playing in Glyn Taff School back in the 70's and in the autumn my uncles would go around collecting a penny for the guy. I had the most important part, I was in the wheelbarrow as the guy!
Michael Howe
It was a Saturday morning in Llandaff North, we were all aged about ten years of age, we were deciding should we go to the Tivoli cinema, when all of a sudden we noticed a swan walking down our street. We were all agog watching this huge bird walking towards us. When it reached us it stopped and just looked at us. We got a bit frightened - after a while we decided to get a parent involved. Out came Mrs Davis and she brought out some water and bread to see if it was hungry, to no avail. The bird just looked at us pitifully. After three hours some one said phone the RSPCA. We did - the poor swan had swallowed a fish hook. It was stuck in its neck - it came to us for help, I will never forget it.
Jonathan Cooke Now in Bristol
Many memories as a child playing near the old Lock House and canal bridge by the Cow and Snuffers.
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