The Anonymous Widower

A Visit To Risca

Risca is one of those places that I remember from my childhood. But in an unusual way.

My father was a letterpress printer and one of the type founders he used were called Riscatype and based in Risca in Wales.

It was one of my jobs from about the age of seven or so, to unpack the new type and put it away in the appropriate cases.

So as I wandered up and down the Valleys I just had to stop at Risca and Pontymister station.

This was my first visit to the area.

The visit sums up the problems with some of the Valley Lines. I took a train to Risca, expecting to get the next one back to Cardiff. But due to the nature of the service of one train per hour and the single track north of the station, the two trains cross at the station. So the outcome was that I had an hour to wait for the next train. Luckily, the pub called the Mason’s Arms was welcoming and I spent forty minutes or so, drinking a glass of well-cared-for proper cider.

December 3, 2014 - Posted by AnonW | Transport/Travel | Cardiff Valley Lines, My Father, Stations