Changing times, I still remember Rhos from the 50/60s it was the highlight of the year, to leave the the dull grey of Glasgow to stay with my grandparents for two months every summer, it always seemed "sunny", ....here's something you could'nt do today...from the age of eleven I traveled by coach by myself...Dad would arrange with the driver to keep an eye on me, made sure I got transferred at Crewe, and I was met in CB..great times.
The Prom photo shows my Great grandmothers house, about four down from the Abbey "Ocean View".
The photo below is probably how I remember it the most.