Winter of ’47

The meaning of the name Lledrod is ‘the snow slope I There are three hills leading out of the village, one towards the school, one towards Rhiwfallen and the other passing Tynporth and the church. Living in a neighbourhood like this nurtures a strength of character which is common in inhabitants of Mynydd Bach. This was also true during the long hard winter of 1947. I was too young to remember this winter but I’m grateful to people like Roland George and Mair Jenkins for valuable information.
The drifts in places were 10 feet high, reaching the telegraph wires. The sons and servants of the local farms were summoned to dig paths through the snow under the careful guidance of the local supervisor. In Liedrod, this responsibility was given to the local ‘length man Richard Morgan, Bwlchgraig Isaf. One of the worst spots for drifts (and still is) was the top of Rhiwgraidd hill before approaching Rhosygarth. Roland remembers the workers building steps from the snow thus aiding them to throw it into the ftlds. Throughout the long spell, the good community spirit prevailed in the neighbourhood.
One of the busiest centres in the area was Bronnant Stores where R. 0. Williams, his wife Emily along with his staff persevered to try to meet the needs by baking bread