Bee Field Memories

I was reminded about life in the old “Nashy” Junior School in Abergele while reading through The War Years by Robert J Griffith. In his book, he talks about the Army Cadet Force during the Second World War. “their headquarters was in two Nissan huts opposite the National School where the Americans had once been based and had used as a canteen”. This recollection reminded me of my early days in the school when the Nissan huts still existed and we used it as a canteen also. We used to have to walk across the road, under the escort of the teachers, to await the arrival of school dinners. They always arrived in a little van and the food was in large metal containers. I can still smell it today. I have no idea from where the food came but I remember it well. Of interest, I didn’t know that Americans were based in Abergele during the War.

This brings me to ask, when did the Nissan huts get removed ? I think it must have been done by Slaters to extend their parking area and well before the Tesco development. There was also a bus station where you could find Harold and Bert sheltering from inclement weather. I have looked but never been able to find any photographs of the Bee field in those days. I can remember what it was like in the Sixties, the Nissan huts, bus station and toilet block (which I believe did disappear during the development for Tesco) and of course the Sale Yard and Scout hut, located at the bottom, roughly where the fire station is now.

If anyone has photographs or memories they would like to share please comment to this post.

What used to go on at Cae Stalwyn, Abergele.

Here’s a short digital story I’ve just made about the old Abergele Show. It was Brian Haynes – my dad’s neighbour – who told me about the ‘swimming’ of horses from boats from Ireland anchored off Pensarn beach.

(If the embedded video won’t play, here’s a link to it on blip.tv)

Abergele Accident description from 1888

“The Irish mail leaving London at shortly after seven A.M., it was timed in 1868 to make the distance to Chester, one hundred and sixty-six miles, in four hours and eighteen minutes; from Chester to Holyhead is eighty-five miles, for running which the space of one hundred and twenty-five minutes was allowed. Abergele is a point on the seacoast in North Wales, nearly midway between these two places. On the 20th of August, 1868, the Irish mail left Chester as usual. It was made up of thirteen carriages in all, which were occupied—as the carriages of that train usually were—by a large number of persons whose names, at least, were widely known. Among these, on this particular occasion, were the Duchess of Abercorn, wife of the then Lord Lieutenant of Ireland, with five children. Under the running arrangements of the London and North-Western line a goods train left Chester half-an-hour before the mail, and was placed upon the siding at Llanddulas, a station about a mile-and-a-half beyond Abergele, to allow the mail to pass. From Abergele to Llanddulas the track ascended by a gradient of some sixty feet to the mile. On the day of the accident it chanced that certain wagons between the engine and the rear end of the goods train had to be taken out to be left at Llanddulas, and, in doing this, it became necessary to separate the train and to leave five or six of the last wagons in it standing on the main line, while those which were to be left were backed on to a siding. The employé whose duty it was to have done so, neglected to set the brake on the wagons thus left standing, and consequently when the engine and the rest of the train returned for them, the moment they were touched, and before a coupling could be effected, the jar set them in motion down the incline toward Abergele. They started so slowly that a brakeman of the train ran after them, fully expecting to catch and stop them, but as they went down the grade they soon outstripped him, and it became clear that there was nothing to check them until they should meet the Irish mail, then almost due. It also chanced that the wagons thus loosened were oil wagons.

“The mail train was coming up the line at a speed of about thirty miles an hour, when its engine-driver suddenly perceived the loose wagons coming down upon it around the curve, and then but a few yards off. Seeing that they were oil wagons, he almost instinctively sprang from his engine, and was thrown down by the impetus and rolled to the side of the road-bed. Picking himself up, bruised but not seriously hurt, he saw that the collision had already taken place, that the tender had ridden directly over the engine, that the colliding wagons were demolished, and that the front carriages of the train were already on fire. Running quickly to the rear of the train, he succeeded in uncoupling six carriages and a van, which were drawn away from the rest before the flames extended to them by an engine which most fortunately was following the train. All the other carriages were utterly destroyed, and every person in them perished.

“The Abergele was probably a solitary instance, in the record of railway accidents, in which but one single survivor sustained any injury. There was no maiming. It was death or entire escape. The collision was not a particularly severe one, and the engine driver of the mail train especially stated that at the moment it occurred the loose wagons were still moving so slowly that he would not have sprung from his engine had he not seen that they were loaded with oil. The very instant the collision took place, however, the fluid seemed to ignite and to flash along the train like lightning, so that it was impossible to approach a carriage when once it caught fire. The fact was that the oil in vast quantities was spilled upon the track and ignited by the fire of the locomotive, and then the impetus of the mail train forced all of its leading carriages into the dense mass of smoke and flame. All those who were present concurred in positively stating that not a cry, nor a moan, nor a sound of any description was heard from the burning carriages, nor did any one in them apparently make an effort to escape.

“Though the collision took place before one o’clock, in spite of the efforts of a large gang of men who were kept throwing water on the line, the perfect sea of flame which covered the line for a distance of some forty or fifty yards could not be extinguished until nearly eight o’clock in the evening, for the petroleum had flowed down into the ballasting of the road, and the rails were red-hot. It was, therefore, small occasion for surprise that when the fire was at last gotten under, the remains of those who lost their lives were in some cases wholly undistinguishable, and in others almost so. Among the thirty-three victims of the disaster, the body of no single one retained any traces of individuality; the faces of all were wholly destroyed, and in no case were there found feet or legs or anything approaching to a perfect head. Ten corpses were finally identified as those of males, and thirteen as those of females, while the sex of ten others could not be determined. The body of one passenger, Lord Farnham, was identified by the crest on his watch, and, indeed, no better evidence of the wealth and social position of the victims of this accident could have been asked for than the collection of articles found on its site. It included diamonds of great size and singular brilliancy; rubies, opals, emeralds; gold tops of smelling bottles, twenty-four watches—of which but two or three were not gold—chains, clasps of bags, and very many bundles of keys. Of these, the diamonds alone had successfully resisted the intense heat of the flame; the settings were nearly all destroyed.”

– from the 1888 book, Railway Adventures and Anecdotes extending over more than fifty years, edited by Richard Pike.

Telford and North Wales

“Mr. Telford applied the same methods in the reconstruction of these
roads that he had already adopted in Scotland and Wales, and the
same improvement was shortly felt in the more easy passage over
them of vehicles of all sorts, and in the great acceleration of the
mail service. At the same time, the line along the coast from
Bangor, by Conway, Abergele, St. Asaph, and Holywell, to Chester,
was greatly improved. As forming the mail road from Dublin to
Liverpool, it was considered of importance to render it as safe
and level as possible. The principal new cuts on this line were
those along the rugged skirts of the huge Penmaen-Mawr; around the
base of Penmaen-Bach to the town of Conway; and between St. Asaph
and Holywell, to ease the ascent of Rhyall Hill.

“But more important than all, as a means of completing the main line
of communication between England and Ireland, there were the great
bridges over the Conway and the Menai Straits to be constructed.
The dangerous ferries at those places had still to be crossed in
open boats, sometimes in the night, when the luggage and mails were
exposed to great risks. Sometimes, indeed, they were wholly lost
and passengers were lost with them. It was therefore determined,
after long consideration, to erect bridges over these formidable
straits, and Mr. Telford was employed to execute the works,–in
what manner, we propose to describe in the next chapter.”

– Samuel Smiles, The Life of Thomas Telford

Abergele Carnival and Tram memories

I went to look at the recent Carnival in town. Great to see it being supported by the town people and lovely weather as well, as you can see.

Pentre Mawr Park looked as it used to when I was a child. Lots of things going on, music and sunshine. Brilliant day for all.

 

In the background was a replica tram from the old tramway that ran between Colwyn Bay and Llandudno. It brought back memories of when I was a small child, catching the train from Pensarn to Colwyn Bay and then the tram to Llandudno. Here is a picture of a tram decending into Rhos on Sea. Sure you will all recognise the place. It’s now a two level roadway.

Interesting and Haunted

While browsing the Northern Ghost Investigation website I came across these articles concerning the history of the Bull Hotel in Chapel Street.

“In late 1848, Jane Roberts of Abergele, opened up her home to a Mormon preacher, John Parry Jr, who was a convert from Newmarket. Jane Roberts, Jane Parry, Elias and Barbara Morris became his first parishioners, but in the years that followed many people in and around Abergele became baptized and were converted to Mormonism.

The Bull Hotel became a place of worship for the Abergele Branch of the LDS Church on April 30th 1849. However it was  discontinued to be used by the Mormons by April 1856, as many of the members had emigrated to Salt Lake City and other areas of America.

A plaque which hangs on the restaurant wall at The Bull Hotel, shows the photographs of John Parry Jr and Elias Morris, and states the Bull Hotel as a place of worship”.

Also;

“The Bull Hotel is reputed to inhabited by several ghosts. A ghostly monk is said to reside in the building having died after slipping on a wet surface at the location.

Another haunting is that of a young man who once lived at the hotel.  He apparently died in a motor bike accident. The young man was buried in the local cemetery just up the road from the hotel. The figure of this young man still dressed in his “black leathers” has been witnessed by many staff and guests and is said to roam around the whole of the hotel. Yet another haunting is that of an unknown female. There have also been reports of shadows, strange noises, cold spots, orbs and unusual smells all around the hotel”

 

Unusual View of Gwrych Castle

Some nice pictures of the Castle appearing but this one is unusual. I’m not sure if originally it was a photo that has been enhanced or was a painting. The most unusual thing is that it is not from the normal view. Most postcards show the Castle from the front, but this is of the East side which most people wouldn’t recognise. Interesting that people would buy a postcard from this view.