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Taffy
by Alun Rees Taffy is a Welshman,Taffy is no thief.Someone came to Taffy’s house,And stole his leg of beef. Taffy made no protest,For he does not like a row.So that someone called on Taffy once again,And stole the bloody cow! They have stole his coal and iron,They steal his water too.They try to steal his…
Lockdown Walks- a poem
Rona Cracknell, Summer 2020 My solitary walks are in the local cemetery. I read as I start walking – there’s a plaque beneath each tree: “Aged 21”, “Killed on the Somme” or he was “Lost at sea” Beyond this avenue of trees commemorating strife Are further texts remembering a loving family life: “Sacred to the memory of a beloved wife” The graveyard’s on a hillside, the…
William John Moore
Billy Moore was born in his Grandmother’s sweetshop at Greenmeadow Terrace, Llangeinor on the 17th February 1908. He resided with his parents there, Bertram and Lily Moore. His Grandmother was Fanny Moore, a Widow. Bertram was a Coal Miner, born in Bettws while Mam Lily was a Housewife. The family had previously lived in nearby Tynyrheol. Billy was a…
The Mining Explosion
Having already looked into the population of Blaengarw from the 1841-1911 censuses inclusive, I have attempted to carry out a similar approach for the other Garw mining communities. However, I have restricted my research to the population immediately before housing development, and immediately afterwards. Due to size of the project which I did not fully anticipate, I…