Mr Owen Davies described one occasion in the train during the Second World War.
"We were going to West Cross and there was a train in front of us, which we were supposed to pass. It was stationary and had no intention of moving as it was the second night of the blitz on Swansea.
"I said to my friend, 'Look at Brynmill, it's on fire! I'm not standing here, I have a wife and kiddies up there!' We decided to change trains, take the other train in to Swansea and then go home.
"We had stopped at Brynmill for a passenger to get off when a plane flew over. We were on the floor, a bomb was dropped on the promenade and we were in total darkness.
"A woman was next to get off and just after that, another bomb came. I often wonder what happened to her."
Bert Harris, then a pupil at the Grammar School recalls one of his wartime journeys to school: "The 8.10am. Mumbles Train daily departed Oystermouth Square Station with a large group of Mumbles boys and girls travelling to their respective Grammar Schools in Swansea.
"In company with a group of friends, smartly dressed in our red blazers (with yellow badge), red caps, short grey trousers, knee-length grey socks with red and yellow hoops at the tops, we always tried to sit on the upper deck in the semi-circular seat at the front or rear of the carriage. . .
"I clearly recall the morning when The Mumbles Train was halted just past "The Slip" (the St. Helen's train stop) because of bomb damage further along the Mumbles Road (normally there were two more train stops to complete our daily school journey) . . . A small group of young schoolboys, looking around in bewilderment, walked with some trepidation through a part of the devastated, still-smoking town centre."
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John Rowlands exiled to Chepstow!
Being a "Jack" born in 1939, I remember many an adventure on the Mumbles Railway in my formative years. Rocking and rolling along the sea front, always sitting upstairs in the front! If only it was still going now, what a tourist attraction it would be. Oh well,they were blissful days.
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