Back when the Lummery Hall was still a monastery, the monks organised a race on St. Melo’s (Melaine) day – 22nd October. The race was
Cardiff 1903 6 October 1903 and PC James Price (41) was working a day shift, 8:00 am to 6:00 pm, out of the Town Hall Police Station.
Cardiff 1895 PC James Price is 33 years of age. He has seen it all and done it all. He has experienced the horrors of
Cardiff 1895-1909 Benjamin Davies was born in Penarth in 1861. On his marriage to Elizabeth he lived at a house in Windsor Road but soon
Cardiff 1891 Facing Westgate Street, PC Price could see the Fire Department officers washing down their sparkling new engine ready for the next call, which
Cardiff 1891 6 May 1891 and Little Frederick Street was once again in the news. It certainly was not the first time nor would it
A constable pulled an old man out of the canal, a regular drunk who had fallen in. He was dead. The next task, where to take him? On this occasion, the Mill Lane Dead House was not an option. He and his fellow officers had talked about it for days. The reason? Lying on a slab was the body of a man, an unknown sailor.
A constable pulled an old man out of the canal, a regular drunk who had fallen in. He was dead. The next task, where to take him? On this occasion, the Mill Lane Dead House was not an option. He and his fellow officers had talked about it for days. The reason? Lying on a slab was the body of a man, an unknown sailor.
A constable pulled an old man out of the canal, a regular drunk who had fallen in. He was dead. The next task, where to take him? On this occasion, the Mill Lane Dead House was not an option. He and his fellow officers had talked about it for days. The reason? Lying on a slab was the body of a man, an unknown sailor.
A constable pulled an old man out of the canal, a regular drunk who had fallen in. He was dead. The next task, where to take him? On this occasion, the Mill Lane Dead House was not an option. He and his fellow officers had talked about it for days. The reason? Lying on a slab was the body of a man, an unknown sailor.
A constable pulled an old man out of the canal, a regular drunk who had fallen in. He was dead. The next task, where to take him? On this occasion, the Mill Lane Dead House was not an option. He and his fellow officers had talked about it for days. The reason? Lying on a slab was the body of a man, an unknown sailor.
Yet another fabulous Gwyn Thomas read. One of his earliest novels, set in the depression years in the Rhondda, it was thought too powerful for
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