Hi Billy, I used to live next door to your grandparents at Maes Hedd before they moved to Cambrian Street: Your grandfather used to deliver vegetables on a cart pulled by a heavy horse, if I have the right Will he was then called "Will Tatws".The horse died when he put his hoof through the muddy road at Maes yr Häf and touched an electric cable...that was about sixty years ago but well, who could forget a thing like that. I also remember Rosie and her brother Billy, your namesake who died as a young boy. Mary and my mother used to lean out of each others bedroom windows and gossip in a 130 decibel whisper about the latest pregnancy in the area , together with medical details and small side bets as to who the father could be. Happy days.