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Annual subscription – this was due on 1st January so if you haven’t paid your £5 please renew your membership at the lecture or Museum (or post a cheque to the Museum).
Museum opening times
Contact Names Fundraising March– £154 100 Club March winners
1st No.114 Doris
Churchill £25
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Diary Dates Wednesday 4th April 2007 – Quakers in Monmouthshire by John Evans Wednesday 2nd May – The Crawshays of Cyfarthfa Castle by Scott Reid. Saturday 26th May – trip to Warwick Castle The lectures are now held in the Metropole Theatre, starting at 7.00pm, with tea and coffee and a chance to chat downstairs in the Museum after each lecture. Entry is £2 and the public are most welcome. Copies of the Newsletter and details of coffee mornings and other events can be found on the notice board at the Museum or at Spring Trip – Saturday 26th May, trip to Warwick Castle, cost £16.50 including entry and bus fare. Please contact Roy Pickford on 01495 213377 for details and to book your place. Booking closes 30th April. You may wish to note the following events upstairs in the Metropole: Tea Dances
on 27th April, 25th May, 29th June, 27th July from 1.30pm - 3.30pm; Art
for All 10am - 4pm on 7th May, 2007; Music, Music, Music
10am - 4pm, 28th May to 1st June;
Forgotten Skills and Crafts
10am – 4pm, 16th and 17th June. Tools for Self Reliance This charity collects and refurbishes unwanted tools and prepares packs for people in African countries to set up their own small businesses as mechanics, bicycle repairers, seamstresses etc. The charity is now looking for anvils to put together blacksmith kits. If you can help please contact them on 023 8086 9697. Condolences Our deepest sympathy is extended to Corinne and John Taylor (long standing supporters of the Museum) in the sad loss of their daughter Debbie. | |
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‘Cartref’ Many of you will doubtless remember the little newspaper which was produced for local members of the armed forces during the war. This is an extract from the edition dated September 1944, sent to us by Marie Carter. Abertillery’s Black-out Goes In common with the rest of the country, Abertillery has doffed (partially at least) the funereal habit it has worn for five years. The main streets are gay with light, though some unrest has been caused by the lack of illumination in certain spots of the town. However, we have been promised light even in these dark places, and until we get it we can pilgrimage to these corners of gloom if we feel in need of a throw-back to the bad old days. But gone are the nights of stumbling down Church Street, in search of a beer, sliding off pavements and apologising to lamposts for bumping into them. Gone also is the feeling of adventure one experienced. To leave the house after dark was to venture into a strange and fearful world, a world of fantasy in which queer shapes loomed up and muttered by. It would be ungrateful of us to allow the nights which brought us wonder and a little fear to pass without a measure of regret. And we are not an ungrateful people. More next month. The Big Freeze of 1947 – last month’s mention of that exceptional winter prompted the following memory from Mr Arthur Lewis: Thanks to the good offices of Headmaster William J Robins of the Mining and Technical Institute of Abertillery, I was studying for a Degree in Mining at Cardiff University from 1946 to 1949. Our department was housed in Nissen huts near the terminus of the Blackwood to Cardiff, Western Welsh bus service, my usual weekend route to and from Llanhilleth. During the 1947 term on a fine day in Cardiff we had news of serious snow conditions in the valleys and food shortages. I collected a ½ cwt sack of potatoes at Cardiff Market, entrained at Cardiff Central, changed at Newport for the valley train but was stopped at Crumlin with no further transport due to heavy snowfalls. Walking from Crumlin to Railway Street, Llanhilleth dragging a sack of potatoes along the main valley road in snow, feet deep was a heavy exhausting task not to be forgotten
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The BBC featured a letter from a former resident – John Lamacraft -of Ebbw Vale who said: I too remember the blizzard of 1947 …nothing moved for days, snow in our street in Ebbw Vale was up to the bedroom windows, of course that was drifting. Those who died in some homes on the mountainside were wrapped in blankets and put out in the snow until they could be formally buried after retrieval when the snow melted. My father was a railwayman, and was so busy we did not see him for four days, he was helping organise the usage of an aircraft jet engine from St Athan to be mounted on a flat car to blow the exhaust into the snow on the railway for clearance, thus allowing trains with food to traverse the valley. Poet’s Corner REMAINS Sun lights scars from
limestone Climbers train for their
sport Historians look and
marvel Industry has moved on, Wild life abounds again, Gordon Rowlands, Sept. 2006 Jam journey - Regulars to the Museum will know that Enid Dean’s home-made jam is a winner. Several jars are now on their way rather further afield – to Bosnia no less! | |
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Local Voices Mr Arthur Lewis OBE is writing his autobiography; here is an extract. Lather boy. Having moved from Crumlin back to No 52 Railway St, when I was eight years old my mother took me to see Mr Purchase, a barber who offered his services from my sister Florence’s (Florrie) front room in No. 25, with a barber’s pole prominent outside. My mother asked the barber to employ me as a lather boy on Friday after school and all day on a Saturday, for two shillings and six pence. I worked with Mr Purchase for a couple of years until he died, then worked for a new barber until I was 14 yrs of age and went to work underground. After Mr Purchase’s death I worked for another barber Mr Dai Pound who lived in Commercial Rd., Llanhilleth. Mr Pound worked as a coalminer on the nightshift in Crumlin as well as a barber in the evenings during the week and all day on Saturdays. His shop was in the front room of a house in Woodland Terrace occupied by the Norris family. This end terrace house was some 30yds from the main road through Llanhilleth immediately opposite the main entrance to St. Marks Church. My new employment involved working Monday, Tuesday and Thursday evenings as well. I used to hurry from Tyr Graig and later Brynhyffryd schools to work. A new addition to my employment was to lather men in their beds at Aberbeeg Hospital. The new work involved walking some 2 miles uphill to be at the hospital by 7a.m. twice a week, meeting the barber who travelled by railway train from Crumlin to Aberbeeg. For this new job I was paid 3d or 6d according to the number of men lathered. While lathering one patient I was asked how old I was, I replied 101/2 yrs .The man then stated, ‘my name is Phillips I am the Math’s teacher at Brynhyffryd School and when you are 11yrs old you will move there from Tyr Graig, and if you are late it means you will be caned’. One Whitsun Saturday I fainted from working in the confines of the front room, Mrs Norris took me into her living room and revived me. |
William Wilberforce 1799-1833
The history of Britain has seen many periods
of horrendous persecution such as the religious persecution under Mary 1st,
the dissolution of the monasteries and the barbaric acts in the reign of
Henry VIIIth and the civil war and execution of Charles 1st.
However, perhaps the most prolonged inhuman action by the British
Empire was the slave trade in black Africans. Enid Dean Weekly Argus Saturday 16th July1938 The Miner and the Future “The creation of the Miners’ Welfare Fund marked one of the biggest advances in social relationships experienced in the industrial history of this country. By a levy on the coalowners of one half-penny a ton of coal produced, and a levy of one shilling in the pound on mining royalties, a fund of over £16,500,000 has been built up since 1920 and expended in the interests of those employed in the mining industry. That is an achievement of which everyone associated with the effort can feel justly proud. Pithead baths, convalescent homes, hospitals, sports grounds for workmen and playgrounds for children, clubs, institutes, swimming pools, scholarships, lectures and research into health and safety measures are among the amenities provided from this fund. The benefits derived are almost beyond computation.” Thanks to Miss J Karn of Tredegar Library. | |
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Museum Matters
One with gout can be cured in this way: the bush piltzin-tecouh-xochitl, the cypress and laurel, are thrown in an ants' ditch where ants go to and fro, or sprinkled as a lotion. Then the leaves of the bush quappo-quietl (Nitotianas) and bark of the ayanh-qushuitl, leaves of the quetzal-mizquitl, tlaq-que-q tepe-chian, the flowers of any plant, a small white or red stone, the plant capali, pine, an oyster shell ground up in hare's blood, small foxes, serpentine for burrowing moles), eca-cohuatl, lizards; pearl, greenstone and bloodstone ground up in water. If the foot is troubled with much heat, let it be soaked in liquor, if it is chilled over the instep, it is to be heated. To the above named a yellow colored flint, and the flesh and excrement of a fox, which you must crisp. (It cured the gout but your foot or leg dropped off!)
600-1000 AD the first pictorial record of
tobacco being smoked was found on Guatemalan pottery. In 1492 Columbus
discovered tobacco in the New World. He is offered "certain dried
leaves" which, he records in his journal, "gave off a distinct
fragrance".
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1665. Samuel Pepys describes a Royal
Society experiment in which a cat quickly dies after being fed "a drop of
distilled oil of tobacco". | |
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