The Way We Were

Where mountains baked in the sun and lakes sparkled and the only sound you could hear was fish jumping and bees humming?

The beaches were full of warm yellow sand, and yachts with pure white sails bobbed on the gentle swell of the bluest of seas while children paddled and splashed delightedly in the surf.

Lovers strolled hand-in-hand through grassy parks bursting with colourful bloom and birdsong while bands played everyone's favourite melodies. And in the evening everyone dressed-up and dined and danced.

When winter finally came, it snowed, and every Christmas was white.

Remember? Mark Brittain writer of this publcation does.Now you can relive those balmy, eternally sunny days in this 84-page photographic collection from the unique heritage archives of the Daily Post.

North Wales as you still remember it: The Way We Were