Llanhilleth after the storm

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  • My mother, Dolly Jayne, told me about this. She had been asked by her Auntie Annie, who lived on Top Rows, Hafod-y-coed, to walk to Crumlin on a shopping errand. When she was walking back, the storm started. She remembered the mud being carried down the mountain onto the houses below, and the little piglets getting washed away, tumbling down the mountain. I’ll bet my Uncle George, her ten year old brother, is one of those little boys. She was about seven at the time and she was born in January 1918.

    By gillwhitegables@me.com (29/10/2014)

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