Mr Bryn Davies
Age: 74
Years in the Village 74
"Siop Paper [The paper shop on Chapel Street] was not open on a Sunday.....
NOTHING was open in the village on a Sunday when I was a boy"
"You went three times to Chapel on a Sunday....You went to the Chapel next door [from Chapel House] in the morning all dressed up like, in your Sunday best......Go to Morning service, then have your dinner.
Go to Sunday School for 2pm and then ( and only then), you were allowed to go out in summer!
"You would change from your Sunday best, then go out up the Gop or something and then you had to be back by half past five, you would change back into your Sunday clothes in order to get ready for evening Chapel at six o'clock!"
"In those days nearly everyone went to Chapel....all three village chapels were packed back then...."
"We weren't even allowed to get water on a Sunday!.
Me and my brothers were sent out to the street pipes to get water always on a Saturday not Sunday- my mother used to store it in great earthenware pots set up in the kitchen........AND (laughing now with Gladys Jones) you NEVER even peeled a potato on a Sunday did you?......NO!....everything, all the vegetables had to be prepared the day before....always!"
"Even the family shoes, all six sets, had to be polished on a Saturday night NOT ever on a Sunday....and all of them had to be out on the stairs ready for Chapel"
My Question: " What could you do on a Sunday?"
"Nothing much....you could go for a walk but "Don't make a noise!" we were told! (more laughter with Gladys)
"I remember going to chapel one Sunday morning and there was a stone in the road ( he them mimes kicking the stone like a football)
Suddenly some one claps me across the back of the head........do you know who it was?...........E Hughes Jones!!! one of the elders from the church.......
He told me
"Don't kick ANYTHING on a Sunday boy!!"
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| The old well at the turn of the Century. According to some, there was also a spring under the Still house (located behind the well and to the right) which may have been used by the villagers in very dry weather |
When my Mother was a child things were like that too...but then her mother was the daughter of a minister. It was somewhat like that when I was a kid! Times have sure changed haven't they!
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