On 4th August 1914, at 11pm Britain declared war on Germany & its allies for it declaring war on France & invading Belgium on 3 August 1914. Within 40 days of the declaration the first of 36 (so far found) of my ancestors would be dead, having been killed at the Battle of the Aisne in September 1914.

Unfortunately, I have found ancestors who died at all the well known battles of World War One and their stories can be read here - see the WW1: The Ultimate Sacrifice section. I also have a number of ancestors who served during WW1 and managed to survive and they are recorded in 3 lists in the World War One: Families at War section, along with the story of Lewis F Yardley who died when the RMS Luisitania was sunk in 1915. 


Why Mawddach Dreams?

This site is my personal blog, it features articles and images that relate to me, my interests, my family and my roots.

Historically my family have had stromg links with the Barmouth/Mawddach Estuary area of Gwynedd in Wales - so much so that at one time the family was seriously considering moving lock, stock & barrel to Fairbourne.

My Dad was taken to Fairbourne by his mother & father in 1923 when he was just 7 years of age. He remembered travelling there by car, remembered the journey via Kidderminster, Bridgnorth, Shrewsbury, Welshpool & Dolgelleau (it was called Dolgelley then). He also remembered the guest house - the property still exists on the corner of Beach Road & Stanley Avenue, although it is no longer a guest house. And he remembered walking across Barmouth bridge as a steam engine and train chugged across.

I was first taken to Fairbourne in 1960 and I clearly remember the car journey (in Dad's Ford Pilot) straight into the taxi area at the old Great Western Railway's Snow Hill Station, Birmingham (access was off Livery Street) and the struggle down the stairs to the platform with the cases. I was going on holiday with my Mom - Mom & Dad had a newsagents shop so it had to stay open and Dad was elected to run the shop as we went away. Somewhere I still have the name tag made on the penny operated machine on the platform, whilst waiting for the train. The journey was magical, steam all the way to Fairbourne and that started a 50 year plus relationship with the area and partially explains my love of steam trains.

Unfortunately, my present circumstances have curtailed regular visits to the Mawddach area, but I am often found to be dreaming of happy days past. And talking to the ancestors who's remains floated across the bay to rest forever in gentle peace at the place they both at their happiest.

So in reality what else could I call my personal site? The main photo is of the swing bridge section of Barmouth Bridge, looking out from the Mawddach to the sea and Cardigan Bay.

I hope that you find something of interest here - the subjects covered will be quite diverse, ranging from family history through hobbies (past & present) to some of my thoughts about the world in general - well those that can be published without punishment!!