That englyn my grandfather, chro father mother, his mother died when he her. The family amid cynhaea at the time, and did not want ddistyrbio'r men amid the grass. So, on his death bed he called for only two sons - the oldest, and the youngest, a minister David - to come to her, spare disrupt the important work of the men. Throughout his life, so did one grandmother Mother - want to make things easy for everyone, always thinking of everyone else, and so to the end pretty. And just so, throughout her life and at the very end, there was Mother.
Before starting, liciwn to thank everyone for the kindness shown to us as a family. As ddudodd chro my dad the other night, after she calmed and after the last of a house full of friends and neighbors leave, "we're lucky that we live in a society so well ... "... Well, if there is one person embodies society is perfect, that is Mother.
The love that is expressed towards Mother over the last few days is a testament to a very special lady - one which touched the hearts chro of so many people. chro Mum was a loving woman, warm, kind and loyal, lively and courteous, unbiased, conscientious and honest, strong and rock for us as a family. She was also a beautiful woman, pretty and attractive. In a smart and dignified, serious, cultured and intelligent. Character cheerful, fun, happy with her life - and always gwenu'r wide smile, amiable and affectionate, her eyes full of lush fields to see you dancing ... and a touch of shyness that which is dear to seduce you someone.
Mother was born on the banks of the river Alwen, a farmhouse-in-Place doll on the Rug estate, outside Corwen. She was the second child and first daughter of William Hughes Jones Big House, Lower Main, which originated chro in Cynllwyd Valley, and Edna Clegir Janet Roberts of Big Wig Mill .... One mother of four children was - his big brother John, and Megan and Sunshine (or Lil us), her younger sisters - family of relatively small given that Grandfather was one of twelve children, and grandmother - although only one of five, herself - she with her father, Johnny chro Roberts of the drover (Mother's grandfather) was one of eleven! Family ... should have won an award for Mother Parenting for Wales. chro He anfarth! I'm sure Mother chro half belonged to Wales and three chwartar Patagonia! I can go nowhere without coming across someone who belongs to us. Recently I have been down at Meg and Mother Book of the Year ceremony with me, and I oedd'na relatives everywhere in the place .... And Meg, keeper of our family tree, are pointed out to them all. "That one, that one, hacw ..." Even the judges gyfyrthar me! (She did not give the award to me either!) ....
But back to Plas Dol small family. I remember where I'm chro fairly. Old, old house was a part of it goes back to medieval times. Above the front door of the youngest part of the house, the stone with the year 1789 and the words 'God Enough' have been carved on it. This part of the house still stands, but has been vacant for nearly forty years, while the old part has been demolished by the landowner to raise huge shed. The Meadow was called in the middle ages, and it is said that this was the home Dyddgu - the other woman in the life of Dafydd ap Gwilym. Led pitch of the river Alwen house, and on its banks in Orchard Field is probably the site of the old flavor and gave the 'big house' called Plas Dol .... No wonder Mother interested in their roots and history - especially with Grandpa brimming with old stories about the family and characters fro.
Although the landowner in his mansion, without concern for wanting nothing, much richer households were his tenants, especially at Plas yn Doll. Cultured home it was, and I was learning her mother as well - and at Sunday School in a small chapel nearby Leighton chro Doll (where my Dad would marry in future years) - and was not in any school. Certainly, I had the values and cultural wealth and her parents gave her more influence on it than it was formal education. At Plas Dol planted a seed in her love of poetry and reporting, and to learn. Grandfather was skilled in gynghaneddwr would still write stanzas after turning a hundred years old, and I learned to tell Mother and interpreting poetry by David likes his Yncyl - Grandad's youngest brother, and the man who named me after him Mother.
At Plas Dol also took root in his pacifism, his love of fellow man. And there too, although chro it was not Mother grefyddwraig as such, is the belief took root, and his faith in the teachings of Jesus Christ's love. At Plas ... Doll germinated in his dedication chro to maintaining the stuff ... and there he blossomed his love and attachment to Wales and the Welsh language ...
Importantly, however, chro was the happy childhood she had, John, Meg and a lil at Plas Dol, where he grew the four children in a tight knot. Heaven was a place for small children chro Plas Dol and banks Alwen, and three pretty little sister - would break the hearts of many a young man in the days to come - still crethill in jam jars, and plays on e
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