When l was four or five my Father went to work in Cemaes Bay,1951. l went to school there along with my older brother and learned to speak welsh,sadly l cannot anymore.
I remember it being a quaint little village and we lived in a small cottage. We had a stream at the bottom of our garden or yard - cannot visualise what it was.
There was a wild cat that used to come up from there and come in the house. My Mother fed it and it would stay a while then go back.
My brother and l loved to visit the fishermen fishing in the bay.
I would love to revisit it one day and it looks as beautiful today as then,although it has changed a little.
I have memories of happy times there.
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