Wales, Charles Victor Stoyles Benson, The Harley Davidson guy. My Paternal Grandfather

Charles Victor Stoyles Benson

Sunday best
Sunday best
His Harley and sidecar with Bob Violet and Josephine aboard
His Harley and sidecar with Bob Violet and Josephine aboard

Hard work, a Harley Davidson and a long life

POP NEWPORT


My Granddad, Charles Victor Benson was called Pop Newport after the town in South Wales where he lived with his wife of 75 years, Nan Newport. His life started in Cardiff the Capital of Wales.

Pop became the breadwinner early in life. Always a very hard worker, he cared for his Mother and Brother with diligence. At the age of ten he became the boot boy at the large hotel, “The Angel” in Cardiff.

He was a very good looking young man, always immaculately dressed. He had light hair and piercing blue eyes. His step was deliberate. He met his wife to be, Gertrude Grace in a restaurant in Penarth, a South Wales sea side town. Gertrude was born in Llanstadwell near Milton in Pembrokeshire. They married and had five children, Robert, Violet, Denis, Ronald and Josephine. Initially they all rode about on a Harley Davidson with a side car. In fact it is said that my Grandma was the first woman in Wales to ride a Harley Davidson. Pop loved his Harley and was one of the first in the UK to own one.

As the Angel had a bar, Pop became an excellent Billiards player, eventually he became Welsh Champion. His love of Billiards led to him mending and then building the huge ,heavy ornate tables made of slate, covered in green baize cloth and with huge mahogany legs. My early memories were of keeping him company in his workshop, perched on a table with the pungent smell of turpentine wafting in my nostrils from the varnish he mixed over a small flame. He always lamented that because of the war,( WW1 ), that he couldn’t get the green French baize cloth any longer.

Not long after the war started he signed up and was one of the lucky ones to survive the horrible conditions of mud and privation in the trenches of Normandy. He was a great mechanic and his job was to deliver ammunition to the Front lines and keep the truck running. Quite a hazardous job to say the least!

Pop and Nan kept a grocery shop, Nan doled out the groceries into brown paper bags, weighing everything carefully on brass scales which I use today in my own kitchen. Pop delivered the milk. He was out in all weathers but was never sick. I loved to help with the deliveries, being allowed to carry the ladles used to dole out the milk into jugs left on the doorstep for him to fill. He carried the milk in large copper cans. On his return, Sandy the ginger cat was allowed a saucer full to herself.

Pop loved to garden. In the little back yard a bed of pink Cosmos always bloomed throughout the summer with a patch of mint in a bucket. Pop’s pride and joy was his allotment Here he had a little shed and a lot of peace. He took refuge there on many an occasion. The Allotments were municipal gardens divided among the townsfolk who desired them. Visiting them was a joy. The camaraderie of the multiple tenants and the rivalry between them resulted in some bountiful crops and very large pumpkins and leeks.

Always a stylish dresser, he wore a boater in the summer and a felt trilby hat in the winter. He often affected a maroon spotted bow tie. It goes without saying that his shoes were always shiny.

When Nan and Pop were in there seventies, their shop was compulsorily purchased to make way or the M4 and they retired to live in Christchurch with glorious views over the Monmouthshire countryside. By this time, Pop had a shiny Black Ford Prefect which was used to take the family to Porthkerry Park, Barry island or Penarth for Sunday picnics on the glorious Welsh coast. The bulging picnic basket was full of wonderful sandwiches and fruit cake. Pop said they only ate the best. Every Thursday Nan and Pop used to drive over to our house with goodies. These were very welcome as food was still in short supply after the ravages of WWll. .

Their house on the hill was very comfortable but always had an antiseptic smell. It was TCP, an old style cure-all liquid invented in 1860 and still used today.. You can dab it on spots or bites, gargle with it and it did its magic, I still use it today. You name it, it cured it. For some reason it is not allowed in the USA. The ointment of choice was pink Germolene now famous as a color in the Farrow and Ball range of paint colors for historic houses. At the age of 96, Pop still at work on a daily basis with his billiard table business, contracted ‘Flu. Told to stay in bed, he got up, fell over and died. My Grandma, Nan Newport, despite being very fit for her age died soon after. They are sorely missed to this day. Their eldest son, Robert died recently at 99, my dad and my Uncle Ron died in their late 80s. Poor Josie died aged 5 after a fall at school fractured her skull, but that is another tale. Violet died aged forty from a kidney disease that is easily treated these days. Now the grandchildren are scattered across the globe, I am sure Pop Newport would have approved.

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GiftedGrandma 7 years ago from USA

It is so refreshing to hear of marriages that last so long and with happiness.


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Gypsy Willow 7 years ago from Lake Tahoe Nevada USA , Wales UK and Taupo New Zealand Author

Hi Gifted Grandma. Theirs was a very special relationship but if ever I complained about my marriage she always stated "the first 30 years are the worst!" Probably her sense of humor kept their marriage fresh.

Thanks for your comment.


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Tom Rubenoff 7 years ago from United States

These stories of family, history, and family history of yours are very appealing.


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Gypsy Willow 7 years ago from Lake Tahoe Nevada USA , Wales UK and Taupo New Zealand Author

Hi Tom I'm glad you are enjoying them, more to come! Thanks for the kind comment


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Alexander Mark 7 years ago from beautiful, rainy, green Portland, Oregon

I love that competition in the gardens was about growing things better than your neighbor, rather than trying to sabotage each other. I like that he found a way to make money doing something different and something he liked. Love the view to the past in Wales.


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Gypsy Willow 7 years ago from Lake Tahoe Nevada USA , Wales UK and Taupo New Zealand Author

Thanks for the cmment, Alexander. He lived a good life, nothing fancy but he enjoyed his family and his work. No materialism there.


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Jerilee Wei 7 years ago from United States

Lovely family history, nice stroll though simpler times.


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Gypsy Willow 7 years ago from Lake Tahoe Nevada USA , Wales UK and Taupo New Zealand Author

They were simpler times and I think all the better for it. Thanks for the comment, Jerilee


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nomoretrucks 6 years ago from scotland

Your Taid sounded quite a fella. Nains and Taids could always improvise and get on much better despite circumstance. TCP and Germoline were common at my Nains and Taids house too!, I was even made to gargle with it if i had a bad throat etc-BLEAGH! but it worked. To have a Harley in Wales must have been somthing else. My taid and Nain always hade decent cake and crusty bread delivered whilst still warm by 'Parry'the breadman.I wont eat sliced bread to this day.Bara brith was the best cake i reckon.


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Gypsy Willow 6 years ago from Lake Tahoe Nevada USA , Wales UK and Taupo New Zealand Author

Sounds like we have a similar background! thanks for reading nomoretrucks. I take TCP back to the states with me as I swear by it to this day. Good on ya for not eating sliced bread too. I have written about Bara brith with a recipe. Why don't you have a go at making it?


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iantoPF 6 years ago from Sunny California

I can't believe I haven't been paying more attention to your Hubs. This is beautiful. Thank you so much for these memories. It's heartwarming to read of memories like this where I can feel I'm sharing them.

Best Wishes..............ianto


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Gypsy Willow 6 years ago from Lake Tahoe Nevada USA , Wales UK and Taupo New Zealand Author

Hi ianto, thanks for popping by and leaving such a nice comment. Glad you enjoyed sharing these memories. Even today I still plant cosmos in my garden, It was my Nan's favourite flower, so pretty and gay.(The original meaning of the word before it was hijacked by homosexuals!)

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