One In A Million
A Memory of Penysarn.
I have hundreds of happy of memories of Penysarn, the village in which I was born and lived until I was 17. My most vivid is during the year of 'The big freeze', with the roads being impassable, all the village children had the finest sledge run imaginable. We would all walk to the top of the hill to the next village (Nebo), and slide all the way to the bottom ending in Penysarn, oh what fun. No-one got hurt and no-one ever stopped us, such freedom, I cannot imagine such a dangerous persuit happening these days. I was 7.
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