Pauline Slater - aged 86 years. I came to wales from near Derby in 1987. Initially we lived at the top of the Horseshoe, then in Rhewl. Now we live in one of the bungalows in Llantysilio. We wanted to live in the countryside, but Derbyshire had become too expensive. Initially whilst looking we stayed in a caravan at Chirk Castle. We lived in one of two cottages with a shared drive when up the horseshoe. We were often snowed in

John Pickett - Is already writing a history of Pentredŵr. He lives in a big farm above the field. He came to stay in Trevor in 1914 after being born at Everton. His father was Teddy Hughes from Rhosemedre who played for Wales in 1914-1918.

John Hammond - Born in London. I first came to Llangollen area to ride in a Motorbike scramble anwd it was then that I met my future wife who was secretary of the local club.- I came to live in Llantysilio in 1957and Pat Bennisom and I were married. Initially we lived up on the Pass, where her parents rented Maes Y Ychaen Farm. Then we bought the farm next door. It had 10 acres. There was no electricity until 1976 and no piped water until about 1978. The water until then was taken from a mountain stream, and even today that water is used for outside needs. The farm is up by the old tramway. Part of the track bed goes over land still on the deeds of the farm. You can still see bits of cable from the tramway, but it is rotting away. I remember the old winding house, but this was pulled down when it became too dangerous. They used to stable the quarry horses, so that when the wagons from the tramway incline were unhitched at the bottom, they were pulled by horse to Pentrefelin. Pat Hammond Tells of how towards the end of the war, she was sent by the local shopkeeped to ask her mother to bring a jam jar down to the shop. For the first time, after years of rationing, the shop had recieved a supply of tinned peaches. There was not enough for each house to have a whole tin, so the shop keeper had devised the idea of sharing one tin between two families. According to Pat, her mother was not impressed. I am waiting for Pats version of this memory, written in her own words

Peter Jones - age 72 - born in Pentre. I have lived in this area in all my life, my parents being John Evan Jones-farmer and his mother Sarah Jane Morris. I have one brother Frank Jones who lives at Johnstown. I went to school in Llangollen and either walked or biked there-whatever the weather. My parents farm was Craig Ddu at Llantysilio Childhood memories from about 8 or 9 years old include having to milk the cows before and after school, no pocket money, lots of mucking out and feeding - farming dairy cows and sheep. When I was old enough to go to work (13) there was not enough work for me, as well as my elder brother, on the family farm so I was set on to work at Llandyn. I can't remember how much I earned initially- but I do know that my greatest wage was min 1976 and was £15 a week. Llandyn had beef cattle, pigs and about 4000 sheep. It was owned by Jack Edwards, who left and went to Australia. My brother decided that his interest did not lie in farming, but machines, so I went home to fill his place and farmed there all my time until I eventually sold the farm and came to live in the current bungalow. I still retain a piece of the farm land. I do remember the bitter cold as we had to top the frozen turnips on winter weekends. Transport then was by Bryn Melyn-it had wooden sides then. In due course we ran an old Austin car.

Jean (Jeanel) Jones and husband Emlyn came from Birmingham to Glyndwfdwy. What a shock. Where were all the houses. I could not believe that houses and neighbours could be so far apart. I had never seen a cow and was so surprised at how big they were. (It was at this moment that I told Jean about my London born grandson, who on arriving to stay with grandma for the first time, met my black and white cat and said "moo") When I married I moved to Eglwseg farm. This was a true culture shock. I as can be seen , I settled and grew to love the area. When I returned to visit Birmingham , my family used to have to tell me off for walking in the middle of the road and my grandmother wouldn't let me go to the shops with her, especially the butchers as I was horrified and out-spoken, about the way they cut their meat. I was used to getting exactly what I asked for from butchers who truly knew their trade. On the farm we had cattle, pigs and sheep, but the paperwork attached to keeping cows became too much, so it seemed a natural step 18 years ago to start the boarding kennels, when my husband retired from work in insurance .We already had Pyryneans ourselves, which we kept as pets and showed. We are currently delighted have a new 8 week old Pyrenean pup. I was very involved with Pentredŵr WI. It was a very active group with up to 35 members, We used to put on plays, have a choir, compete locally and with Denbigh and flint WI's. We has talks and outings and trips further afield. I was president for many years.

Eryl Hughes - Parents were Trevor and Owlen Hughes. Apart from a few years when I was married and lived on Princes Street, I have lived all my life on Pentredŵr farm. We farmed cattle and sheep- but now only sheep. I do remember as a child walking the animals to llangollen on market day, but this was soon superceded by the hiring of a wagon. We used to have piped water , put in by Dad,from a spring. In the early days we had no electicity. Some farms who had a stream with a good downhill flow, put in hydroelectris- but we didn't have thart sort of water supply. The only pub in the village was the White hart I remember when they killed a pig, the school headmaster used to warn me not to bring the tail into school ( a fine way of teasing the girls). I remember the sueal of the pig. Farning was so different then We all helped each other. There would be a crowd of folk at hay-making time so many- we used a horse and cart then. Now you cut a field and there is nobody. This year has been so bad thet the hay is not even in yet. Before forestry became the main employer of the area, the main work was in the slate quarry.

Julie Jones and Lynn Jones - married two brothers 1963 - no electric. No water. Water came in 77. Until then taps in the street from a spring up the hill. The main work for the men was in the forestry. On the farms and later at Air Products. Husband was involved in planting the hillside opposite the field. At one time this had been an oak wood- but this had been taken away to support the first world war. All the local lads had motorbikes for transport. The current population of the village is about 28 with a further 20 on the surrounding farms. Quite a lot of cottages have gone from the village. There used to be a village school with about 50 pupils.