by Donald Glyn Pritchard
(Anglesey)
Helo Wil,
The Autumn leaves were falling
Like confetti from the trees
Whilst the moon with his woeful features
Was racing the clouds with ease
And Washi bach came striding
Crunching the coloured leaves
He'd an army coat to protect him
From the dew and the cold of the night
His well worn boots were heavy
And his cap was pulled down tight
As he walked Lon Dwll,Pentre Berw
Under the pale moon light
He stopped on the bridge to listen
To the tale that the stream had to tell
Of the Drovers that herded their cattle
To the market at Newborough to sell
And the wandering gypsies and millers
That quenched their thirst at the well.
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Feb 22, 22 01:19 PM
Dear Wil Washi Bach was a familiar figure when I was growing up in Pentraeth in the fifties and sixties, although his visits were infrequent. As somebody
May 22, 21 09:02 AM
Just found your site today, and is great. I wrote earlier about Washi Bach? Both sides of my parents’ families are from Sîr Fôn, Hafod Llwyn and Tregele.
May 22, 21 08:05 AM
Aberffraw beach is so special to me as this is where we have scattered our dogs ashes after her passing - seems really strange every time I go back there
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