Rhoscolyn has a fascinating history, with its patron saint, Gwenfaen, first making her home and church here in 630 AD. Some say that the druids’ last stand against the Romans, who invaded Mona (Anglesey) in 60 or 61 AD, was at Cymyran, the inland sea between Mona and Holy Island and the open sea, south of Four Mile Bridge.

Memories of a Rhoscolyn childhood – Gareth Wright

My grandparents, Alfred and Maggie Craggs found Rhoscolyn and Trearddur Bay in the late 1920’s/early 1930’s and went camping in a big way. They transported two marquees with wooden floors, a couple of bell tents, toilet tent camp kitchen etc from St Helens to Capel Farm, Trearddur Bay. Grandma set up camp with her three daughters and various other friends and hangers-on for the duration of the school summer holidays. Grandad would come down for a fortnight and some weekends as his job as clerk of the court in St Helens permitted.

This became an annual occurrence (often at Easter as well) and all the camping kit was stored by the farmer and his wife in Capel farm.

During these holidays, lots of fun was had by all and a few local Holyhead lads joined in. One of these being my Father, Bob who became involved with second daughter Olive and went to live and work in St Helens from 1933 until they were married when they moved to Cae Crin in Rhoscolyn.  See the pictures above – Gareth his mother and father on Rhoscolyn beach. See Ty Gwyn in the background.

Grandma met many local people during her stays and became very well known. One of these must have been Mr Cottle of Garreglwyd in Rhoscolyn who gifted a cottage, Bryn Ffiswrn to her on a leasehold basis for 7s/6d per year for the duration of hers and any of her daughters’ lifetimes. More of Bryn Ffiswrn later.  Here you can see Gareth playing with his cousin Anne below Ty Gwyn.

After my Grandfather retired they moved lock stock and barrel to Rhoscolyn. They became caretakers of the Welch’s holiday home and they lived in the bungalow beside Ty Gwyn. I have vague recollections of Grandad’s vegetable garden and being on the beach with Mum and Dad. Grandad died in 1953 and Grandma finished in Ty Gwyn and went back to Bryn Ffiswrn.  My cousins Ann and Larry would visit. They got the car as far as Cerrig Moelion but had to walk the last ¾ of a mile with all the kit for the holiday. My family used to meet them and help carry everything.

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Another of Caspar Verney’s finds:

You may have to enlarge the picture on your screen, but basically it is a notice posted in 1909, prohibiting the removal of materials from the beach. Caspar wonders whether it was because people were moving stone and ballast, thus weakening the defences.

Thanks Caspar – keep them coming.