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		<title>Taf Fechan Reservoir</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[The eerie combination of a spiky tower and seemingly bottomless watery pit has always given me a feeling of tranquil terror&#8230;Did a fair Rapunzel live in the tower protected by Scylla and Charybdis like monsters lurking within the pit&#8230;waiting to drag those crossing the bridge to their squelchy demise? No, of course not, the tower [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The eerie combination of a spiky tower and seemingly bottomless watery pit has always given me a feeling of tranquil terror&#8230;Did a fair Rapunzel live in the tower protected by Scylla and Charybdis like monsters lurking within the pit&#8230;waiting to drag those crossing the bridge to their squelchy demise? No, of course not, the tower and gaping mawr are actually the bell valve tower and bell mouth spillway of the reservoir built in 1923-7 by the Taf Fechan Water Corporation to provide water for South Wales. Laying within the Brecon Beacons National Park, framed by forested banks and mountains this is a beautiful and soothing place. Although beneath the enigmatic waters resides a submerged secret. Incorporating the earlier Pentwyn reservoir from 1858, the creation of the reservoir involved the deluge of several farms, cottages along with a church and chapel. My parents would tell me as a child that if you listened closely you could hear the toiling of the church bells beneath the water. During a drought way back in the eighties I remember seeing the remains of what I think was the old chapel.</p>
<p>As with the Synagogue, the valve tower has a fairy tale Gothic quality, octagonal in plan and built of coursed rock faced penant stone. Pointed arches with hood mouldings, corbelling and a spiky copper clad roof contrast with the sombre penant stone. I would rather not dwell on the bell mouth spillway too much. Suffice to say it is a very deep hole with a concave bell shaped section designed to regulate the water level of the reservoir. As to monsters and ghostly church bells emanating from sunken lands &#8211; I think we can safely say such<br />
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					<description><![CDATA[Growing up I was always told that the Pandy Farm Clock Tower did not have a clock facing Cyfartha Castle as the builder did not want to give William Crawshay the time of day. I love these sort of historical stories and would like to think that this is true. Sited opposite the entrance to [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Growing up I was always told that the Pandy Farm Clock Tower did not have a clock facing Cyfartha Castle as the builder did not want to give William Crawshay the time of day. I love these sort of historical stories and would like to think that this is true. Sited opposite the entrance to Cyfartha Castle, the farm range was built around 1816 with the clock tower added in 1856. It is in a similar style to the castellated architecture of Crawshays grand home so was likely by the castle’s architect Robert Lugar. After all who doesn’t love a good turret…..</p>
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					<description><![CDATA[I will forever associate the musty smell of creepy stuffed birds with Cyfartha Castle, a result of one too many educational trips as a schoolboy to the museum buried within its walls. I recently discovered that the name Cyfartha translates as “Place of the Barking (dog)”. Combine this with the lingering odour and eery ambience [&#8230;]]]></description>
										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I will forever associate the musty smell of creepy stuffed birds with Cyfartha Castle, a result of one too many educational trips as a schoolboy to the museum buried within its walls. I recently discovered that the name Cyfartha translates as “Place of the Barking (dog)”. Combine this with the lingering odour and eery ambience of the interior together with the brooding sombre facades and it would be the perfect setting for a tale of Victorian taxidermic terror….but I digress. Completed in 1824 to the designs of Robert Lugar the building was a house for William (II) Crawshay to emphatically cement his status as lord and master of the Cyfartha Ironworks. Built on a hill overlooking the River Taff and indeed the ironworks, this castellated mansion followed the picturesque leanings of Robert Lugar. The picturesque was an aesthetic ideal of the late 18th and early 19th centuries that sought to combine the pictorial values of landscape and architecture including irregularity, asymmetry and interesting tectures. The Reverend Gilpin (1724 -1804), artist and travel writer believed that the landscape, whether depicted or realised should unite a ‘foreground’ with ‘side screens’, a brighter middle ‘distance’ and a far reaching prospect. Finally, a castellated ruin or other gothic building should punctuate the skyline to add ‘consequence’. This could have been a description of the Cyfartha house set within its 158 acred of landscaped grounds surround by the encircling valley hills. From a distance the building appears picturesque; one can discern the rough hewn pennant stone, crenelated parapets, machicolation and a strong horizontal composition offset by asymmetrical turrets. Entering through the estate gates and lodge houses (now lost) at the base of the slope and slowly ascending to reach the castle it would have been an impressive journey. Although, upon reaching the castle, up close it seems a bit too austere, too grim, false even &#8211; it is definitely not a ruined castle. Perhaps it was more to be gazed at from a distance and looked out of as in the words of Robert Lugar:</p>
<p>“On the foreground , the terrace, park, and River<br />
Taff, beyond which the great ironworks become conspicuous;<br />
these, at night, offer a truly magnificent<br />
scene, resembling the fabled Pandemonium, but<br />
upon which the eye must gaze with pleasure, and the<br />
mind derive high satisfaction, knowing that several<br />
thousand persons are there constantly employed<br />
and fed by the active spirit, powerful enterprise,<br />
and noble feeling, of the highly respected owner.”</p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 11 Jun 2021 15:33:59 +0000</pubDate>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Elevated above the main road on a pedestrian promenade and crumbling into the hill from which it springs, sits the forlorn ruin of the former YMCA building. For me it has always marked the entrance and exit to the town of Merthyr. The Young Men’s Christian Association founded in 1894 by George Williams began as a bible and prayer group, eventually culminating in purpose built places of learning throughout the UK in the early years of the twentieth century. The Merthyr Tydfil YMCA originated from a 1909 RIBA competition winning design by Sir Percy Thomas and Ivor Jones, which provided a place where young men could go for ‘healthy amusement, recreation and health giving exercise’. Planned as three buildings (front, middle and rear), the front and middle buildings were completed in 1911 and incorporated two shops and a café animating the glazed colonnaded ground floor. Above on the mezzanine floor was a lecture hall and billiard room, the first floor contained a lounge, reading room, games room and library on the first floor and on the second floor were further games rooms and a gym. A rifle range was located on the third floor in the attic space on account of the close links at this time between the YMCA and H.M. Volunteer Forces.</p>
<p>Subsequent to being a YMCA it became a dance hall, boxing gym (managed by local boxing legend, Eddie Thomas in the 50s), offices for the Board of Trade and Ministry of Labour and from 1974 to 1989 was used as the District Education Offices for Mid-Glamorgan County Council. Following this, the council sold the building and it passed through a succession of private owners. Failing to find a viable use it quickly became derelict, a serious fire in 2003 gutted what remained of the interior and further hastened its decay. Nevertheless, despite coming perilously close to demolition the YMCA endures; emergency works were undertaken in 2014 to stabilise the structure and currently there are plans afoot to inject new life into it as offices. </p>
<p>The principal elevation facing the street is four stories comprising seven bays with a dramatic central element made up of a two storey oriel window above a semi-circular entrance, subtly recessed via a concave moulding and topped with a large keystone.</p>
<p>Although more elaborate the design reminds me of the roughly contemporary blast engine house in Dowlais being built of mainly red brick with window surrounds and pilasters highlighted in yellow (brick in the engine house and terracotta in the YMCA). With its extensive rustication and exaggerated voussoirs it could be described as “Edwardian Baroque” although it also has elements of Art Nouveau in the foliated decoration and the panel below the oriel. Within the panel one can still read the Young Men’s Christian Association lettering in relief.</p>
<p>I would like to remain optimistic and see the building rejuvenated &#8211; it is a rare surviving example of a purpose built YMCA and idiosyncratic work of architecture by a prominent Welsh architect. However it has been in a parlous state for over three decades and the monies required to repair it staggeringly large so lets keep our fingers firmly crossed.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Centrally located between the library and the stables, an Anglican church has stood on this prominent site since 1827, built for the iron master Sir Josiah Guest. I played in the grassy field that lay in its shadow (which I realise now was once a graveyard) and once caught sight of Harry Secombe while he was filming Songs of Praise in the late 1980s but I digress…</p>
<p>From the initial simple form it was gradually rebuilt until it became a fully Victorian Neo-Gothic edifice with the architect E A Johnson being responsible for the last historic building stage, adding the aisle and porches in 1893-4. The adoption of Gothic as an appropriate style for ecclesiastical architecture in the 19 C was inspired by the writings of Ruskin and Augustus Charles Pugin who, in Contrasts (1836) reasoned that “…architectural form imitates the condition of the society that creates it; since the society of medieval times was a paragon of virtue and moral integrity then it was natural and obvious that Gothic architecture is the most moral form of architecture…”</p>
<p>I am not convinced, the style has a slightly morbid feel that I associate with malevolent gargoyles and shadowy interiors where spectral monks lurk….That is not to say I do not appreciate the rock faced penant stone, accentuated with Bathstone ashlar dressings to the windows and porches, together with the soaring octagonal turret and stepped buttresses to the Southern gable. I also like the way the buttress is pierced with pointed arches defining a pathway beneath and then continued into and expressed within the stone boundary wall. Unusually for a Church, the stained glass triple lancet window to the South gable has an industrial theme depicting two coal miners digging at a coal face with the caption underneath, ‘The Thing that is hid Bringeth he forth light’. </p>
<p>The Church was closed in 1997 but is now being redeveloped as apartments. However, it can never be separated from the man who commissioned it all those years ago; Sir John Josiah Guest, who is entombed within the Church beneath a large granite slab in an iron sarcophagus.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Centrally located between the library and the stables, an Anglican church has stood on this prominent site since 1827, built for the iron master Sir Josiah Guest. I played in the grassy field that lay in its shadow (which I realise now was once a graveyard) and once caught sight of Harry Secombe while he was filming Songs of Praise in the late 1980s but I digress…</p>
<p>From the initial simple form it was gradually rebuilt until it became a fully Victorian Neo-Gothic edifice with the architect E A Johnson being responsible for the last historic building stage, adding the aisle and porches in 1893-4. The adoption of Gothic as an appropriate style for ecclesiastical architecture in the 19 C was inspired by the writings of Ruskin and Augustus Charles Pugin who, in Contrasts (1836) reasoned that “…architectural form imitates the condition of the society that creates it; since the society of medieval times was a paragon of virtue and moral integrity then it was natural and obvious that Gothic architecture is the most moral form of architecture…”</p>
<p>I am not convinced, the style has a slightly morbid feel that I associate with malevolent gargoyles and shadowy interiors where spectral monks lurk….That is not to say I do not appreciate the rock faced penant stone, accentuated with Bathstone ashlar dressings to the windows and porches, together with the soaring octagonal turret and stepped buttresses to the Southern gable. I also like the way the buttress is pierced with pointed arches defining a pathway beneath and then continued into and expressed within the stone boundary wall. Unusually for a Church, the stained glass triple lancet window to the South gable has an industrial theme depicting two coal miners digging at a coal face with the caption underneath, ‘The Thing that is hid Bringeth he forth light’. </p>
<p>The Church was closed in 1997 but is now being redeveloped as apartments. However, it can never be separated from the man who commissioned it all those years ago; Sir John Josiah Guest, who is entombed within the Church beneath a large granite slab in an iron sarcophagus.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I first encountered this rather austere building as a ruin as a young boy when it was used to store wood for the Guy Fawkes bonfire and later when it was thankfully repurposed as sheltered housing, where my grandmother would live. It actually started life as a stable range for the Dowlais works, built for Sir Josiah John Guest in 1820 and was also used a barracks for soldiers sent to quell riots by the iron workers during the Merthyr Rising (I mentioned earlier it was a hotbed of radical socialism). At one point it was also used as a school until the Dowlais Central Schools were opened.</p>
<p> Enveloped by terraced workers housing to the sides and rear known as the collar block on account of the rounded corners of the terrace (a feature apparently unique to Dowlais), the building was a rectangular form of ranges set around a railway served courtyard. Architecturally all that remains is the primary frontage and the stuccoed stable master house at the rear of the court. The building is a linear two storey symmetrical block comprising nine bay ranges arranged around a central entrance and two end pavilions. Decoration is used sparingly with tooled grey limestone dressings and quoins. Each of the end pavilions are articulated through recessed blind arches, roundels and are surmounted by coped pediments. A tall broad depressed arch provides access to the courtyard through the central pavilion. Its hierarchical importance in the facade is further reinforced through the circular clock face, dated stone plaque, star shaped tie rods and an octagonal cupola perched on the roof. Warmth and textural interest is provided by the brown hues of the rubble facing stone, indigenous to South Wales. </p>
<p>Some time later, in 1844 just below the Stables, a Market Hall was constructed, designed by Edward Haycock. As with the stables it took the form of a quadrangle and formed the commercial heart of Dowlais. Alas, it was demolished in 1972 along with the nearby police station and many of the terraced workers housing. Having lain derelict for many years the site was landscaped, improving the imposing aspect of the stable block.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I first encountered this rather austere building as a ruin as a young boy when it was used to store wood for the Guy Fawkes bonfire and later when it was thankfully repurposed as sheltered housing, where my grandmother would live. It actually started life as a stable range for the Dowlais works, built for Sir Josiah John Guest in 1820 and was also used a barracks for soldiers sent to quell riots by the iron workers during the Merthyr Rising (I mentioned earlier it was a hotbed of radical socialism). At one point it was also used as a school until the Dowlais Central Schools were opened.</p>
<p> Enveloped by terraced workers housing to the sides and rear known as the collar block on account of the rounded corners of the terrace (a feature apparently unique to Dowlais), the building was a rectangular form of ranges set around a railway served courtyard. Architecturally all that remains is the primary frontage and the stuccoed stable master house at the rear of the court. The building is a linear two storey symmetrical block comprising nine bay ranges arranged around a central entrance and two end pavilions. Decoration is used sparingly with tooled grey limestone dressings and quoins. Each of the end pavilions are articulated through recessed blind arches, roundels and are surmounted by coped pediments. A tall broad depressed arch provides access to the courtyard through the central pavilion. Its hierarchical importance in the facade is further reinforced through the circular clock face, dated stone plaque, star shaped tie rods and an octagonal cupola perched on the roof. Warmth and textural interest is provided by the brown hues of the rubble facing stone, indigenous to South Wales. </p>
<p>Some time later, in 1844 just below the Stables, a Market Hall was constructed, designed by Edward Haycock. As with the stables it took the form of a quadrangle and formed the commercial heart of Dowlais. Alas, it was demolished in 1972 along with the nearby police station and many of the terraced workers housing. Having lain derelict for many years the site was landscaped, improving the imposing aspect of the stable block.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Late one night in December many years ago, I recall being awoken by a large commotion over the road from my house. Peeping out between the curtains of my first floor bedroom window (I have been told I peep rather well), I saw a large crowd gathered beneath the old engine house as men threw an assortment of toys through the large upper floor windows. I later found out it was a warehouse that had gone bust. I am not sure what the Guest Keen Iron works would have thought about this ignominious use in the late 80s having originally been a blowing engine house constructed in 1905-7 to provide blast for the new blast furnace plant at the Dowlais works. </p>
<p>Affectionately known as the Wendy House by my father when it was used a warehouse for the nearby OP Chocolate factory where he worked, it is essentially a decorated shed. Albeit a shed given architectural flamboyance and civic grandeur generally reserved for public buildings. It is colossal in size, being 54m long and 15m high predominantly in red brick, resting on a rubble stone plinth and punctuated by large arched metal framed windows with decorative yellow dressings. </p>
<p>I have always found the cast iron portico on the North West side strange with two squat columns perched on a flat roof supporting nothing….. </p>
<p>At the moment it is looking a bit sorry for itself but at least it is full of life; being currently home to a youth centre.</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Designed by E. A. Johnston, the “Redhouse” is a frothy and exuberant piece of Victorian civic architecture in so called “French Renaissance style” and could be said to have shared the vicissitudes of Merthyr Tydfil’s economy. Constructed as a town hall between 1896 &#8211; 1898 in the historic heart of Merthyr Tydfil when it was the largest town in Wales, it symbolised Merthyr’s municipal significance and pride, although by this time economic decline had already set in. Perhaps then, it was no surprise that in 1900 it became the seat of the first independent labour member of parliament, Keir Hardie, an ardent socialist. I can only imagine the many rousing speeches that he would have delivered from the theatrical balcony facing the main street, (my only frame of reference was during my childhood looking up at the mayor standing on the same balcony, before he turned on the Christmas lights). When the council moved out in 1989, the building became a nightclub suffering poor treatment until it was abandoned in 2000 and lay derelict for a number of years. During this time it was used as filming location for an episode of Torchwood, a Dr Who spin off featuring a group of alien hunters. Extraterrestrials aside, Merthyr Tydfil Housing Association acquired it in 2007 and began the arduous task of bringing the building back to life. When re-opened as a community arts centre in 2014 it was complemented by a new civic space, Penderyn Square. Although very different from the original dense urban nature of the town, the square has opened up views of the Redhouse, improving its prospect, aspect and grouping with the adjacent library and Church buildings.</p>
<p>The sensitive refurbishment by Austin Smith Lord architects has maintained the integrity of the original design and plan; two distinct volumes arranged around a central atrium. To the front, a roughly square building formerly housing the county offices faces the main High street. To the rear following the slope of the site, a rectangular block is offset at a slight angle which formerly contained the law courts and police cells. Externally, rusticated penant stone provides a strong and contrasting base to the warmer red cattybrook brick skin above. Orange terracotta enlivens the facade further with pilasters, bay windows, finials, heraldic lions, Dutch like gables and the theatrical cantilevered balcony above the main entrance facing the High Street/new square. Squatting along the ridge of the steeply pitched slate roof is the painted clock turret positioned above the entrance and balcony elements emphasising the central bay of the elevation. Internally the decorative orgiastic frenzy is continued with Art Nouveau glazed tiling, mysterious masonic symbols and the sweeping grand imperial staircase animated through the play of light and shadow cast by the large stained glass window on the half landing. It is also worth mentioning that the roof is supported via a series of cast iron trusses (it would have been rude not to, being the seat of government in the pre-eminent iron town of Merthyr Tydfil). Let us hope that the good fortune of the old town hall continues and perhaps take heart through the motto lovingly laid in the dragon mosaic of the entrance floor; ‘Y draig goch a ddyry cychwyn’, meaning ‘The red<br />
dragon inspires action’.</p>
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