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Caradog 'Crag' Jones (Marine Biology and Oceanography, 1982)

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Caradog 'Crag' Jones (Marine Biology and Oceanography, 1982)

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THE CURIOUS INCIDENT OF THE BANNER IN THE NIGHT-TIME

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Crag Jones The Curious Incident of the Banner in the Night-Time v3

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Pamela Wright (nee Webber) (Banking, Insurance and Finance, 1990)

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Pamela Wright (nee Webber) (Banking, Insurance and Finance, 1990)

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UCNW Gilbert & Sullivan Society: "Trial by Jury and The Zoo" programme, internal pages

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Pamela Wright Trial by Jury middle pages B&Wland

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Pamela Wright (nee Webber) (Banking, Insurance and Finance, 1990)

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Pamela Wright (nee Webber) (Banking, Insurance and Finance, 1990)

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UCNW Gilbert & Sullivan Society: "Trial by Jury and The Zoo" programme

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Pamela Wright (nee Webber) (Banking, Insurance and Finance, 1990)

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Pamela Wright (nee Webber) (Banking, Insurance and Finance, 1990)

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1980s RAG magazine

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DIHANGFA LWCUS

“Penderfynais innau a’m cyd-fyfyrwyr ar y cwrs MSc Eigioneg, Rick Lailey a Jose Pellegri, nofio’r Fenai yn ystod distyll gan ddefnyddio ein gwybodaeth newydd am y llanw. Roedd ein cyd-fyfyriwr, Steve McGiveron, i fod i gwrdd â ni ar ochr Bangor y Fenai gyda’n dillad. Fodd bynnag, pan gyrhaeddom yno, nid oedd Steve yn y lleoliad a drefnwyd ymlaen llaw. Yn annoeth ddigon, penderfynon ni nofio yn ôl i Borthaethwy. Wrth i ni nesáu at y lan, roedd y llanw wedi dechrau llifo eto. Pe baem ychydig funudau’n ddiweddarach, byddem ar ein ffordd i Ynys Seiriol ac yn wynebu trychineb.”

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“Astudiais Lenyddiaeth Saesneg (gyda chryn dipyn o Gerddoriaeth ar yr ochr) ym Mangor rhwng 1993 a 1996, a dychwelais i wneud gradd Meistr ran amser mewn Saesneg rhwng 2007 a 2009. Bûm yn byw ar Safle’r Ffriddoedd am bob un o’m tair blynedd fel myfyriwr israddedig: y ddwy gyntaf ym Mhlas Gwyn, sydd bellach wedi’i dymchwel, lle bûm yn gwasanaethu fel Cadeirydd y Neuadd yn '94/'95, a’r drydedd yng Nghefn-y-Coed, sef y neuadd newydd.

Cefais fy magu yn Boston, Swydd Lincoln, ac yn y dyddiau hynny roedd cyrraedd y Coleg ar ddechrau'r tymor yn golygu gyrru am wyth awr yn Ford Fiesta un litr fy nhad. Roedd y teithiau traws gwlad ailadroddus hynny’n werth chweil, serch hynny. Bu i mi gyfarfod â llawer o bobl wych ym Mangor — gan fod Bangoriaid bryd hynny, fel yn awr, yn frîd ar wahân — darllenais lawer o lyfrau gwych a chefais addysg a oedd cystal, os nad yn well, nag y byddwn wedi’i chael mewn unrhyw brifysgol arall. Treuliais fy mhenwythnosau a’m nosweithiau’n cerdded yn y bryniau, yn beicio mynydd, yn gwneud cerddoriaeth, yn actio mewn dramâu a hyd yn oed yn gwirfoddoli fel arweinydd gyda Sgowtiaid 1af Porthaethwy.

Pe bai’n rhaid i mi ddewis un uchafbwynt o blith hynny i gyd, y profiadau a gefais fel rhan o Glwb Cerdded Mynyddoedd y Brifysgol fyddai hynny. Roedd y Clwb Cerdded Mynyddoedd yn gymharol newydd bryd hynny, ar ôl gwahanu oddi wrth y Gymdeithas Fynydda flwyddyn neu ddwy cyn i mi gyrraedd. Dros dair blynedd fe lusgais fy hun i fyny pob copa yng ngogledd a chanol Eryri, yn rhan o ddigwyddiadau swyddogol y Clwb (boreau Sadwrn, cyfarfod o dan y Lolfa Grom am hanner awr wedi naw...) ac ar deithiau anffurfiol a drefnwyd gyda’m ffrindiau o'r Clwb. Nid wyf yn fynyddwr naturiol o bell ffordd, ond mae’r hyfforddiant a’r profiad a gefais fel rhan o’r Clwb Cerdded Mynyddoedd wedi bod o fudd mawr i mi yn y mannau mwyaf annhebygol.

Byddwn yn argymell yn gryf bod unrhyw fyfyriwr israddedig sy'n dod i Fangor heddiw yn mynd allan i'r bryniau dan adain y Clwb Cerdded Mynyddoedd, sy'n dal i ffynnu. Bron i ddeng mlynedd ar hugain ar ôl i mi raddio, mae’r rhan fwyaf o’m ffrindiau gorau yn bobl y gwnes i gyfarfod â nhw gyntaf yn y Clwb.”

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“Astudiais Gemeg rhwng '89 a '92, ac yn ystod un wythnos RAG fe wnes i abseilio oddi ar ben y tŵr Cemeg pan oeddwn i fod yn nosbarth labordy Donald Marshall ar y 6ed llawr. Wrth i mi basio ei ddosbarth, agorodd Donald y ffenestr a gweiddi ar fy ôl 'Wel, dyna hwyl!' Ef oedd Llywydd Cymdeithas Fynydda Prifysgol Bangor!”

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“Roeddwn i’n byw yn ystafell B6 yn neuaddau preswyl Emrys Evans ym 1991. Fi oedd yn gyfrifol am wneud i’r ystafell ddrewi…  Roedd crancod a bwystfilod wedi cropian allan o sbwng môr a gefais o'r Fenai ar ôl bod yn deifio gyda'r nos, ac aethant i lawr system blymio’r sinc.”

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Ieithyddiaeth Gymhwysol, 1992)

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Ieithyddiaeth Gymhwysol, 1992)

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“Prifysgol Bangor yw lle y bu i mi gyfarfod â’r grŵp arbennig o ffrindiau sydd gen i – ac rydym i gyd yn dal i gyfarfod fel grŵp cymaint ag y gallwn! Mae’n gyfeillgarwch sydd wedi para dros 34 mlynedd…. Ac rwy’n siŵr bod llawer iawn o hwyl a chreu atgofion o’n blaenau ni!”

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“Ar ôl pori drwy bob prosbectws ar y silff yn ystafell gyffredin chweched dosbarth yr ysgol, roedd fy nwylo bob amser yn cyrraedd yn ôl i’r prosbectws ar gyfer Prifysgol Bangor, ac nid y cwrs gyda chymysgedd o ddrama Ffrengig, theatr, busnes a chelf yn unig a'm tynnodd i mewn i fod eisiau gwneud cais - y lle oedd bwysicaf. Roedd Bangor yn ymddangos yn brydferth ac yn eithaf hudolus cyn i mi hyd yn oed archebu tocyn trên ar gyfer mynd am gyfweliad. Ychydig a wyddwn y byddai fy nghyfweliad, a minnau'n 17 oed, yn Ffrangeg, ac nid yn unig hynny, ond cyfweliad yn Ffrangeg gyda darlithydd a oedd â'r acen Gymreig gryfaf a glywais erioed. Rwy'n hoff o siarad - felly nid oedd yn broblem ateb - ond gadewch i ni obeithio fy mod mewn gwirionedd yn ateb y cwestiynau a ofynnwyd!

Agorodd Bangor gymaint o gyfleoedd i mi nid yn unig i gwrdd â phobl o'r un anian, ond i ymuno â chlybiau a chymdeithasau na fyddwn fel arfer wedi ymuno â hwy yn Swydd Hertford. Ymunais â'r clybiau parasiwtio, cerdded y mynyddoedd, y badminton a'r canu - aeth pob un ohonynt â mi o gwmpas y golygfeydd mwyaf rhyfeddol.

Yn ystod fy nghyfnod ym Mangor, roeddwn i'n byw ym Mryn Eithin, ar Ffordd y Coleg, ac ar hyd Stryd Regent, ond ble bynnag roeddech chi'n byw ym Mangor, ni chafwyd unrhyw broblemau cwrdd â ffrindiau a mynd o gwmpas gan fod y ddinas yn lle bach, wedi'i feithrin yn dda, ac roedd darlithoedd a thafarndai a'r brifysgol bob amser o fewn pellter cerdded."

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Paul Middleton (Computer Systems with Business Studies, 2001)

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Paul Middleton (Computer Systems with Business Studies, 2001)

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“Good times. 1997 Monday routine: Watch The Simpsons, then leg it down to get in the queue for Time so you're not stuck with one in, one out. Stopping at Cellar 5 on the way to pick up some "while you wait" drinks.”

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David Stokes (Electronic Engineering, 1988)

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David Stokes (Electronic Engineering, 1988)

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“I practically lived in the Curved Lounge in the mid-80s.

So many evenings….

- Icicle Works handing their beer rider out to us in thew front row in '85

- The Trudy

- Bananarama getting electric shocks from the kit

- The Alarm

- Waterboys and then going onto the rowing club

- Black Uhuru and a chance meeting with the band before the gig in Fat Freddies

- Can’t remember the band, but there were so few of us there that crew filled the room with smoke so the band couldn't see just how few!”

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“Saw lots of great bands and comedians. Notably Jack Dee and Catatonia (when they sang mostly in Welsh I think)”

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“I remember Madness and trying to cram and eat at the same time in Fat Freddy's. As I was a cider drinker in those days, I can't remember much else!”

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“I was Ents manager for Students Union in 1982. I remember Julian Cope turning up on his own without Teardrop Explodes. He came with a few backing cassettes and expected to be paid the same rate as the Teardrops. I had a big row with him and we ended up paying a reduced rate!”

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“Too many memories to count - stagecrew, working there as a bouncer, chilling on the roof after finding the unlocked door, getting a 4-pack at the end of the night to take to a house party in Upper Bangor, lock-ins and getting kicked out at 6am by the cleaners, queuing for summer ball tickets in the car park, too many bands, too many bottles of dog, too many bottles of 2020!”

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Matthew Thursfield (Botany and Marine Bot, 1995)

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Matthew Thursfield (Botany and Marine Bot, 1995)

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“I ran the bar in the Curved Lounge (and Ffriddoedd) for early acid house nights, must've been 87/88 I think. Had to buy the stock off the refectory manager, Graham Barr, which lead to great arguments as most of the stuff was out of date.”

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Carol Hulton (Agricultural Botany, 1980)

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Carol Hulton (Agricultural Botany, 1980)

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“I remember being so shocked by the tables with space invaders in them in 1977! The Stranglers were dreadful to deal with but fun days!”

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“They sometimes had bands playing in the refectory (or whatever it was called, probably 'canteen') on the left hand side and you had to pay to get in. But if you just had a drink in the curved lounge it was free and you could hear most of it anyway. I also remember the porter, an elderly gent who looked like Old Man Steptoe and used to say 'PRINT YOUR NAME THERE' while pointing at the guest book.”

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SUMMER BALL 1994 PROGRAMME

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SUMMER BALL 1994 PROGRAMME

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SUMMER BALL 1994 PROGRAMME

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Left to right, Bill Hilton (PR Officer), Matt Jones (Senior Leader) and Bruce Shannon (Club President) at the UMWC Christmas dinner, Swallow Falls Hotel, December 1995.

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"I studied English Literature (with quite a lot of Music on the side) at Bangor between 1993 and 1996, subsequently returning for a part-time Masters in English between 2007 and 2009. I lived for all three of my undergraduate years on the Ffriddoedd Site: the first two in the now-demolished and much-missed Plas Gwyn, where I served as Hall Chairman in '94/'95, and the third in the newly-built Cefn-y-Coed.

I grew up in Boston, Lincolnshire, and in those days getting to College for the start of term meant an eight-hour drive in my dad's 1 litre Ford Fiesta. The repeated cross-country slogs were worth it, though. I met many wonderful people in Bangor — Bangorians being then, as now, a breed apart — read many great books and got an education that was as good as, or better, than I'd have got at any other university. I spent my weekends and evenings hillwalking, mountain biking, making music, acting in plays and even volunteering as a leader with the 1st Menai Bridge Scouts.

If I had to pick out a single strand from all that, it would be the experiences I had as part of the University Mountain Walking Club. UMWC was relatively new at that time, having split off from the Mountaineering Society a year or two before my arrival. Over three years I dragged myself up every peak in northern and central Eryri, both on official Club meets (Saturday morning, meet under the Curved Lounge at half nine...) and on informal expeditions organised with friends from the Club. I am not by any means a natural mountaineer, but the training and experience I received as part of UMWC and its executive have served me well in the most unlikely settings.

I'd strongly recommend that any undergrad turning up in Bangor today gets out into the hills under the auspices of UMWC, which is still going strong. Nearly thirty years after I graduated, most of my best friends are people I first met in the Club."

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Jacquie Bloese (English Lit. and French, 1993)

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Jacquie Bloese (English Lit. and French, 1993)

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“On reflection, Bangor was not an obvious choice for me. I wasn’t sporty and had no desire to take up climbing or mountain walking – I didn’t even own a fleece! But I’d heard good things about the Arts faculty, and by the third term, I’d found my people among my fellow English Lit students.

I’d always loved writing creatively and had first seen my words in print a couple of years earlier, when a piece I’d written on school discos was selected for publication in an anthology on young women’s lives by Virago Press. But as an undergrad, I must confess I spent more time talking about writing than actually doing it! I have particularly fond memories of lounging on the grass outside Llys Tryfan hall of residence, during a freak heatwave (yes, it warmed up eventually) discussing life, love, and the metaphysical poets, with people who cared just as much as I did about all things literary.

It’s true what they say about university friendships - my Bangor friends have remained among my closest to this day. I’m not much of a joiner although I did take to the stage as Mrs Cratchit in a BEDS (Bangor English and Drama Society) performance of A Christmas Carol, in which I boxed Tiny Tim’s ears with such vigour that the actor’s contact lens flew out. (They were non-disposable in those days so much time was spent on hands and knees afterwards, hunting for it. Sorry, Paula!)”

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Applied Linguistics, 1992)

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Applied Linguistics, 1992)

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Graduation 1992

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Applied Linguistics, 1992)

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Applied Linguistics, 1992)

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Lucy and friends at the end of first year ball 1990

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Applied Linguistics, 1992)

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Lucy Baker-Kind (Applied Linguistics, 1992)

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“Bangor University is where I met my special group of friends - and we still all meet up as a group as much as we can! It’s a friendship that has lasted over 34 years …. And we have lots more fun times and memory-making ahead I’m sure!

I started my Applied Linguistics Degree in October 1989 and within the first few weeks I met the group of eight ladies that I still have the privilege of calling my best friends. We all lived in Rathbone in the first year, then moved to College Road for our second year, and Craig-y-don in our third year. We graduated in 1992.

We took part in all the events, including pub crawls (the purple t-shirt photo on the bench in the centre of Bangor - we were known as The Purple Pissheads [sorry!]), attended all the Balls without fail (queueing for end of year ball tickets under the Union overnight!) and watched so many good bands in the Union, including The Prodigy.

It was guaranteed that we’d all be in the Union on a Friday and Saturday night, and most likely some time in the week as well! We had many parties in our houses and it felt like we knew most people at Bangor at the time. We did study as well, I should add!

We all have the fondest memories of our time at Bangor - they were most definitely some of the best years of my life! I left Bangor with a degree I’m proud of, as well as the most amazing friendship group!”

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“I lived in room B6 in Emrys Evans halls of residence in 1991. I was the one responsible for making the room stink… Crabs and beasties crawled out of a sea sponge I got from the straits in a night dive and they headed down the plumbing in the sink unit.”

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“I studied Chemistry 89-92 and one RAG week abseiled off the top of the tower when I should have been in Donald Marshall’s lab class on the 6th floor.

As I passed his class Donald opened the window and shouted after me 'That looks fun!' He was President of BUMS, the Bangor University Mountaineering Society…!”

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“Having browsed through all the prospectuses on the shelf in the sixth form common room at school, my hands always reached back to the prospectus for Bangor University, and it wasn’t just the course of a mixture of French drama, theatre, business and art that drew me in to want to apply - it was more the place. Bangor seemed beautiful and quite magical before I had even booked a ticket for the train to go for an interview. Little did I know that my interview, aged 17, would be in French, and not only that, but an interview in French with a lecturer who had the strongest Welsh accent I had ever heard. I like talking – so it wasn’t a problem to reply – but let’s hope that I was actually answering the questions asked!

Bangor opened up so many opportunities to me to not only meet like-minded people, but to join clubs and societies that I wouldn’t have ordinarily joined in Hertfordshire. I joined both the parachuting, the mountain walking, the badminton and the singing clubs – all of which took me out and about amidst the most amazing scenery.

During my time at Bangor, I lived at Bryn Eithin, in College Road, and along Regent Street, but wherever you lived in Bangor, there were no problems meeting friends and getting around as the city is a small, well-nurtured place, and lectures and pubs and the university were always in walking distance.”

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“When I was a student at Bangor (BSc 77-80; Ph.D 80-84) I played rugby for the college 1st XV (from 1978 to 1984) and in 1982 was the first coach of the Bangor University Women’s Rugby team.

Wales had the best rugby team in the World in the 70/80’s, and players like Gareth Edwards, Barry John, JPR Williams were national heros (bigger than the Beatles?). The Welsh Rugby Union celebrated its centenary in 1981, and Bangor University was asked to send a representative to the dinner. As I was a fixture in the 1st XV and a Welsh boy I represented the university.

The dinner was a grand affair, held in Cardiff. I got to meet the greats of Welsh rugby. It was the opportunity of a lifetime. I have scanned the material I received from the Welsh Rugby Union (attached). Forgotten history.”

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LUCKY ESCAPE

“I and my fellow Oceanography MSc colleagues, Rick Lailey and Jose Pellegri decided to swim the Menai Strait at slack water using our new-found knowledge of the tides. Our colleague, Steve McGiveron, was due to meet us on the Bangor side of the Strait with our clothes. However, when we arrived there, Steve was not at the pre-arranged location. Foolishly, we decided to swim back to Menai Bridge. As we approached the shore, the tide had begun to flow again. Had we been a couple of minutes later, we would have been uncontrollably heading for Puffin Island and impending disaster.”

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Tony Vickers-Byrne (English / Drama, 1981)

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Tony Vickers-Byrne (English / Drama, 1981)

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“The Friday night Purple Motors coach from the Student Union to Plas Coch disco on Sunny Anglesey. Another 21st birthday party but always a blast. Tears for Fears' Mad World, Duran Duran's Planet Earth, The Gap Band's Oops Upside Your Head - and permanent damage to the coccyx, and Brothers Johnson stomping all night.

Then the final dance, usually Babe by Styx, and the blurry coach journey back, Simon Webster leading the rugby songs, and already planning for the weekend of rugby and cricket, a hangover seeming to bring focus to playing Aber, Swansea, Cardiff and Liverpool.

The rest of the world blocked out by fun, laughter, friendship and the Bangor Boys' and Girls' spirit.

"Hoh, I'm going to Beaumaris, Hoh, on sunny Anglesey, Hoh, I'm going to see my girlfriend, Hoh, by the sunny Menai Straits..."