Last night I went to the Trelawnyd and Gwaenysgor Community Council meeting and in passing had chance to read a photocopy of the Prestatyn Weekly Newspaper dated the 23rd of October 1909.
In it was an article discussing an initiative by Mr Michael Antonio Ralli,who was the Greek Consul in Liverpool, to build our village Hall as a way of giving jobs and motivation to the local unemployed.
Ralli was a somewhat colourful character to be found in a predominantly Welsh village. He was a Greek from Odessa who made a small fortune importing cotton from Russia when American could not export it's own during the American Civil War and I find it fascinating that after a period living in London and Liverpool
he and his wife Polynmia, would end up dominating an insular and quiet backwater village.
A Ukrainian Greek as Lord of the Manor
How Exotic!
Trelawnyd ( or Newmarket as it was formally known) was Ralli's dream, he clearly wanted it to develop in status when he gifted the Memorial Hall to the village
The newspaper cutting eluded to that fact when it stated that Ralli's wish was to make Newmarket a "Garden City", a rather grand dream for a village of 600 simple souls, but a rather sweet one nevertheless.
I wonder what Ralli would have made of the fact the Newmarket title was renamed Trelawnyd in 1954...
The "new" name was in keeping , I suppose, for it has a name that Ralli might of liked
.....Trelawnyd literally means " a town full of wheat"
it rather denigrates this fine fellow to say so, but his mustache and beard is so totally modern it's scary. He would fit in very well in the hipster village of Williamsburg, Brooklyn
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ReplyDeleteThank you, John!
ReplyDeleteThis a true delight, I have never been even remotly close to this part of the world but you make history alive. My family lives in a part of our country where our girls have their rootes and we have not. But people around here have taken great effort to preserve history in films, written documents, photos and recordings.
Some people write books about greatgrandfathers and greatgrandmothers, in our neighbourhood that mostly means fishermen or farmers. We're past our fifties so nostalgia hits us badly. Who are we without our history?