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It is hoped that in these short articles that will appear regularly on the MATRA website, that residents and
ex-patriates will learn a little bit more about this ancient city.

 

These pages have been kindly donated ( time and effort) by a local resident who has written them hoping you will gain some extra knowledge about the area you live.

I would just like to thank them for their efforts which I personally found interesting.

 

 

Bangor :- it's name in history

Photo's added by Cindy Hutchinson



Celtic place names flourish in Wales, and many a historian has spent countless years researching the true meaning of a place name.
Bangor is no exception to this frustrating search for how it got its' name. The often wrongly accepted translation for Bangor is from the transcripts of Hywel Dda where the words seem to signify "wattlings". This suggests that the word may mean either a wattle fence, or the area enclosed within the fence.
Another theory is that the word Bangor is a corruption of the word Pen-Chor (Head choir), yet another theory is that Bangor is derived from the old Irish language, and was named Ban Cor. The Irish translation means White Robes, supposed by some
to mean the choir or circle of the white robed Druids. Then there is yet another suggestin than Bangor was once named Banchor,
meaning Ban (superior) and Cor (circle or choir)
If we accept the transcripts of Hywel Dda we are guided towards the old Welsh Laws:
" A thair bangor a ddyly bod ar ysgubor a galan gaeag allan"
And three bangors should be on the barn after All Hallow-tide.

"Tri anhebgor bwd hafodwr::- nenbren, a nenffyrch, a bangor, a rhydd iddo eu torri yng nghoed gwyllt a fynno"
The three essentials of the hut of a summer resident :- a rooftree,gable forks and bangor: : and he is at liberty
to cut them in any wild woods he pleases

The corruption of Pen Chor into Bangor seems to be the most acceptable way that Bangor got its' name, as the name occurs with similar significance in Celtic and Gaelic regions, such as Brittany, Ireland and Scotland.
If we accept that the earliest religious communities in Wales were designated as Corau (choirs or circles), then it is a natural
progression to monastries, or colleges founded by monks and bishops.
This fits nicely into the history of the cathedral and also in that of the old Friars School.



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Afon Cegin (River Cegin)


The Afon Cegin is mentioned in the ancient Welsh book/manuscripts called "Mabinogion."
This falls in nicely with the next little snippet of information, because all civilisations require a source of fresh water, there was no Dwr Cymru that long ago !

Pre-Historic site near Maesgeirchen


During the excavation works for the building of the High Speed Plastics factory in Llandegai, workmen came upon the remains of buildings that dated back to a time well before the Romans.
It is possible there may be some marked stones or pottery in the nearby fields, especially the one split by the public footpath by the Telecom buildings on Llandegai Industrial Estate.
If anyone is lucky enough to find some stones with Roman or earlier writings on them, then they could be in for a nice little windfall of a few hundred pounds or so from collectors or museums.

Shakey Bridge.


There is a story that along the banks of the River Ogwen, near Shakey Bridge, a quantity of gold coins were
either lost or buried by a nobleman, to this day have not been found

Gold Coin Hoard between Cwm-y-Glo and Deiniolen.
Around 1884, a farmhand was hill walking and the weather wasn't at all pleasant, mainly mist and
snow flurries
He sought shelter in some woodland, and to his surprise came upon a hoard of gold coins, hidden under branches and leaves.
As it was bitterly cold and geting dark he decided to make his way home, and return with his brothers and collect the gold coins the following day
To his disappointment, the weather got worse, and the search for the hoard was delayed for a few weeks.
When he and his brothers eventually went to look for the gold, he was unable to find the exact location where he rested that cold winters day.
A relative of this man lives in Bethesda, and whenever possible he walks the hills of Deiniolen with his metal detector, searching for the Deiniolen Hoard,
Best of luck to Mr. H**** H***** of Bethesda.

Silver and Gold Roman Coins found Nr Amlwch


In the late 1950s' a hoard of Roman coins were found buried in a field on the Bull Bay side of Amlwch, this
area is now part of Amlwch Golf Club.
Imagine going there today for a round of golf, messing up your shot and sending a huge sod of earth skywards.
Then to your surprise, as you gaze into the crater you've just made, there shining up at you are some gold coins,
Better than a hole in one any day !!.

Roman Silver Coins found near Menai Bridge

Around 1980 a Maestryfan man found a nice little pile of Roman silver coins near Church Island, below Britannia Bridge. He didn't end up a millionaire, but how satisfying to find the unfound.

Henry V111 coin found in Maesgeirchen

A coin from the reign of King Henry V111 found in a garden in Maesgeirchen is on display in Bangor Museum.

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Folklore - Legend of Bangor and surrounding areas

About three miles from Bangor there is a very old building named Cochwillan Hall.

The following is about The Fairies of Cochwillan, from stories in circulation circa 1898

In a small cottage at the site of where the old gas works stood (1898) there dwelt an elderly midwife, whose services were in great demand On a beautiful moonlit evening, around midnight, she was aroused from her light sleep by the sound of gentle tapping on her door.
Upon opening the door she was astonished to see a magnificent carriage and pair of horses, and a lively footman dressed in
lavish attire. The footman beckoned her to make haste, to attend to an urgent case regarding childbirth.
In a very short time the carriage arrived at the banks of Llyn Cororion ( This lake is still accessible, and is on the Public Footpath
on the Bangor-Glasinfryn road by the Esso Garage, commonly known as The One Stop)
The old lady had little idea of where she was, but upon alighting from the carriage she was escorted in to a palace of magnificence, rich in decoration and opulence.The footmen and servants of the palace were very polite and exceptionally well dressed, and they seemed to anticipate every wish and necessity for the job in hand.
After she had carried out the required task of assisting in the delivery of the newly born, she was lost in admiration at the almost angelic beauty of this newly arrived heir of the fairy family.
As she was admiring the infant fairy, one of the servants brought some ointment and a pearl box adorned with gold mountings, and asked her anoint the eyes of the baby with the ointment.
Whilst carrying out this duty,she felt a slight twinge in one of her eyes, by instinct she rubbed her eye with the hand that had ointment on from the annointment of the baby.
An unexplainable occurrence followed, the eye that was untouched by the ointment functioned as normal, but the touched eye
could see things that were not in the room.
She saw herself seated on the banks of Llyn Cororion, with the sheep and goats of the surrounding pasture land staring at her, as if to question her right to be on their territory.
Now the old ladies eyes began to see different things, the eye that had been smeared could see a plump babe of supernatural beauty, the other eye saw a haggard and repulsive being of unnatural and aged appearance.
Unused to such visions that made no sense, the old lady hurried about her duties in silent astonishment, and was not sorry to be on her way back to Bangor in the supplied horse and carriage.
As a wage the old lady was gifted with beautiful presents of untold value, and there followed for her a period of great prosperity, and
meetings with fairies and elves.
Quite some years later, the midwife was in Bangor marketplace,and saw some of the little people she had seen in the fairy mansion all those years ago, yet neither a stall-holder nor any other person in the market saw the little people that day.
The midwife was shocked to see that the little people were taking goods from the stalls of the traders of the town.
Being an honourable woman, she was not prepared to let such thievery take place, and summoning courage she accosted one of them, before she could tap the elf on his shoulder to question him, he turned around quickly and said.
"Dost thou know me?"
" I do" replied the midwife
"With which eye?" beckoned he
"With this eye" said the midwife, pointing to the anointed eye.
The elf then dipped his finger in his mouth and drew it across the eye that had had been touched by ointment.
The old lady lost her ability to see elves and fairies from that day on

.................................................................so until the next time....bye for now!

 

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