Growing Up In Pontnewydd
A Memory of Pontnewydd.
Hi I was born in 1936 in Five Locks Road just down from Bert Deacons's grocery shop. My mother was Kathleen (nee Bowen) and my father was Fred Williams the Barber in Pontnewydd village next to Ivy Horton's sweet shop and Milly Edmund's newspaper shop. Sid Short had his bicycle shop near the railway bridge and bank, and Mario Gazzi had his ice cream parlour/coffee shop next to the Bridge Pub. Gwyn Smith who was best man at my wedding to Dorothy at Holy Trinity church lived with his mother at the fashion shop next to Chalmers the Chemist
I spent the war years mainly in Pontrhydyrun and attended Panteg Wern School. The headmaster was Mr Davies who was a stong disciplinarian with the aid of Miss Summner and Mrs Butcher. Ken Tilley arrived as a teacher later and was a great inspiration. School mates were Tony Clark, Ernie Quick and Billy Stopgate. In Pontrhydyrun I played cricket and football in the Well Fields with Jimmy Cornes (the shop) Freddie Williams, Len Shorthouse, "Onker" Waters, Ronnie Pitt and many others. Remember the Indian Mule convoys passing through Pontrhydyrun from The Skew Fields in Pontymoile, and collecting train numbers on the lower line.
There were many trips "Up The Mountain" via the golf links and the slippery path passing through Bevan's Farm. Sliding down the slipery path as a kid on your bottom and picnics at the top. In later years summer evening trips over the same route to drink in The Mountain Air and play darts with informal teams from the regular drinkers. Never won but the enjoyment was great.
On Sundays afternoons went to Sunday School at St Oswalds in Sebastopol and in the evenings went to St St Andrews Church ( The Tin Temple) in Pontrhydyrun with my parents. Was allowed to ring the Sunday evening bell.
After Panteg Wern went to West Mon School in the days of Garnett,Witty, Haigh, Larry Stevens and the Moseleys. Fungus for physics and Drip Harris for latin. Naz Harrison was the Headmaster and the indoor swimming pool was never warm. Played on the Plateau at the back of the school, Had sports day on the lawn at the front of the school and played cricket there as well. For rugby it was the long trek to the Skew fields. We were always grateful for the wonderful Ken Jones getting us half days holiday each time he was selected to play for Wales. I wonder if the tradition pased on when Bryn Meredith played so regularly and brilliantly for Wales?
In the early years joined the Cubs run by the Siggs family in the big red house opposite Deacons. Later went on to scouts and senior scouts with pals Peter Jinks, Maurice (Moggy) Rodgers, Harald Thomas Mike Gay from Cwmbran and several others. Remember pulling a trek carts loaded with waste paper and cardboard through the village for storage and sale for Scout troop funds. We collected many many tons. Had great camping holidays at Brook Farm the site of the now Llandeveth resevoir. Rope bridges, Beefy Cameron's appendicitis and camp fire singalongs. Gang Shows at the Welfare Hall and parades to the Cenotaph with a not very competent drum and bugle band.
Played cricket for Coesyceiliog with stalwarts like Ambrose Gladwin and family. Later under the captaincy of Peter Yewell who passed away far too soon. Had a couple of years playing secong string rugby for Pontnewydd RFC before taking my very limited talents to Newport Nomads Cricket Club and the Monsanto Works rugby team
Left Pontnewydd to set up home in Newport in 1964 and since moved to live in Belgium but have been back in Swindon since 1984.
Pontnewydd was a great place to be born and I have many memories of happy times and great friends who made even the war years memorable.
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Just came across your memory of Old Pontnewydd and to say what a good time we had in the scouts when Peter Jinks,Maurice Rogers and yourself were the scout leaders at Pontnewydd 1st troop. I remember you taking us camping to a field which I think was somewhere behind the Farmers Arms pub.
We got there in the back of an open top truck along with all the camping equipment. It would not be allowed these days.
I remember digging holes for a latrine and building a rope bridge across the brook which you persuaded a lad called Keith Wheatstone to stand in the middle of the bridge and sing his version of All shook up (Elvis). We also had songs around the campfire etc. and a really good time. I was about 12 I think and don't Remember washing much that week either.
It was a well remembered time and the scouts were never the same after you left.
I used to live on the Lowland's and you father cut my hair for the first 20 years of my life. The men sat in a chair and the boys sat on a wooden stool. There was a lady who never came in to the salon but used to hand your dad a cup of tea . She just opened the door a little passed the cup to your dad and us kids had stories about the lady who lived in the cellar At the barbers shop.
Just to say really nice to read your memories of people and times in Pontnewydd
Hope you are well and thanks again for my time in the scouts
Rhys Price
Its a long time since I visited this site. Really appreciate your kind comments about your time in the scouts. They were good times when we all had to work together to earn money to support thye group. Pulling trek carts full of waste paper and cardboard were just one of the things we did. Remember well the Brook Farm camp and the excellent group of young people growing up through the experience of being outdoors and away from the comforts of home. Re the "Lady who lived cellar" There was a house at the back of dad's shop where a family lived. The cups of tea were always provided on busy days. Remember those days with nostalgia. As scouts you were allowed to carry a sheath knife, which would not be tolerated these days. So much has changed from the simple things that kids enjoyed back then. The worlds a much harsher place and youngsters miss out on so much by having all their entertainment electronically provided for them. Not their fault but I do believe we appreciated what we had much more back then.
Rhys thanks again for your comments Hope you are well.
Regards
Bowen .
I really enjoyed reading your memory of Pontnewydd. I was particularly interested in your mention of Coesyceiliog Cricket Club and the "stalwart Ambrose Gladwin and family".
I'm currently researching my family tree and Albert G Gladwin (who I believe was Ambrose's young brother) was my grandfather.
I'm led to believe that the Gladwin's lived on Garw Row, Coesyceiliog, early in their life. I was also aware that a number of the Gladwin family played cricket, and have a vague recollection of a black and white cricket team photo at my grandmothers house.
If you have any memories/stories regarding the Gladwins, I'd love to read them.
Best regards
James Gladwin
What fond memories I have from being a member of the 1st Pontnewydd boy scouts.
As a patrol leader of the Falcons. we were always in competition with the Pewits. Owls and the Kestrals
Camping at Brook Farm was always a regular site and I also remember Keith Wheatstone singing on the rope bridge.
I still have photographs of when we went youth hostelling around North Wales when Skip Halliday was our Scoutmaster.
Regards Bryn John in South Africa
Lisa.coles@justselect.co.uk All the best, Lisa
Bowen Williams
From: David Parsons
To: stellaevans500
Hi Stella, the elderly lady in the home you mention was my aunt, Rene (Irene) Parsons. Rene passed away just before her 102nd birthday I believe. She was married to Thomas (Tom) Duckham Parsons, my father’s elder brother. I was born at No 1 New Street in 1951 after my father, Frederick ((Fred) Parsons , my mother, Mary Joyce Parsons and my brother, Marshall, all moved from Mitchum in Surrey because of financial reasons to live with my father’s mother, known as Granny Gin. Her husband Arthur Francis, a master butcher, had already died by then. We lived above the butchers shop in New Street but I cannot remember if Arthur owned it or was employed by Bert Poulton. Perhaps someone can enlighten me on this. I well remember Mario Gazzis coffee/ice cream shop in Commercial Street and Mrs Meekers fish and chip shop in New Street. My bother and I went to Pontnewydd infants/ Church school but in the passing of time I’m afraid I cannot recall either teachers or pupils names. Again if anyone has any information around this I’d be pleased to hear and, equally, answer any queries other members may have from those long ago times. Regards, David Parsons.