I Miss My Family Home

A Memory of Risca.

This picture is of my family home just under the quarry to the left. My father Glyndwr 'Pancho' Parry was one of the council machine drivers that had to fill in the canal between the Darren bridge and 'the now' cycle path entrance. He did not enjoy doing that as it was so close to home for us and we missed the scape of things!
Other than that I loved living there and thought I would live there for the rest of my life, unfortunately when my father 'passed' my mum wasn't well enough to stay alone in the house so had to sell it, it is now back on the market but beyond my 'means' unfortunately... The day the new owner came to view I was there; he didn't see me, it could have been my own father stood there at the fence, taking in the views; same build, flat cap, everything including his demeanor was 'Pancho'. Mr Vaughn will never know how good that made me feel..?? And also how he has treasured the house.
In the last 10 years I have walked the canal past this house...once! It is such an emotional experience I can't explain...

My mum was born in the road just beyond the Viaduct, or 'Copper Works' as Mum called it. She also had a major accident on the same road when she was 14, leaving her with problems that made her the amazing lady that she was/is, Muriel Parry, nee Darby.
Mum and Dad have both passed unfortunately but they are still in my heart, and so is Risca as I never want to be anywhere else...

Sheila...xx