Memories of a Pontycymer Policeman

Bernard Evans was brought up in Gilfach Goch. After completing his National Service he joined the South Wales Police. His first six months in the force was spent training in Bridgend before he was sent in 1961 to Pontycymer Police Station in Victoria Street as a probationer. There was a sergeant and four constables based…

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A Walk In The Garw: 1908

  A farmhouse stands high above the Garw Valley, right on the edge of the steep hillside – with thick walls and comfortable low built rooms. In front of the house a clump of fir trees stand, as a bold landmark for the neighbourhood. It has been the home of many generations of yeoman farmers,…

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Beryl’s Brush

As a reminder that Spring-cleaning may soon be necessary, one of the Garw’s older residents, Beryl Roberts has sent us this poem that she wrote one Spring. No batteries in its spotted handle No computer in its red and blue head No mouth to feed, just a weekly wash, And that is all it needs.

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Pontycymer Child’s Fall

On Thursday of last week little Willie Clifford Hawkins, aged five,son of Mr. and Mrs. D.J. Hawkins, Oxford St, Pontycymmer, met with serious accident. Whilst playing on the side of the hill which lies between Thornton Crescent and the Public Baths, Pantygog, the little fellow rolled down the banking and into the river, the fall…

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Garw Gleanings

The Garw Gleanings appeared in the Glamorgan Gazette for many years. They were written under the name of Lloffwr  Arall and were a mixture of news and comedy items that were regarded as being true. The names of the people in the stories were never written in the newspaper though most of the community would…

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