Before Botox and lip fillers, many women refused to have their photo taken without first covering their faces with a handkerchief. It was a curious thing and also an outright lie. We don’t know what these three ladies are doing in this picture, but we do know it was taken in some place in Crickhowell back in the day. Having your photo taken was quite the novelty back then, so why not dress up in your Sunday best and pretend you’re crying for giggles? (Rodney Lewis )

How many lovestruck couples have sat by a river somewhere and lost themselves in one another’s eyes before breaking into a heated argument about life’s great trivialities? Who knows what the couple sitting by Crickhowell Bridge were feeling and thinking when this pic was taken, but it does have a certain je ne sais quoi. Like the other pics featured this week, it belongs to Florida man Rodney Lewis, who returned to Crickhwowell earlier this year to find out a little more about his ancestors. In the photo album it was taken from, there are a few lines of verse which read, “We stood on the bridge at moonlight. We were so young and foolish then. And held aloft our moonshades. As the clock was striking ten.” In case you’re wondering, moon shade is a cocktail, not a device! (Rodney Lewis )

Who would live in a house like this? Well, there was once a famous prince called Tre who was cursed by a gypsy and became a werewolf. Obviously, the royal court is no place for a person with unsightly body hair and fangs, so Prince Tre was sent to live on the outskirts of Crickowell in a tower that over time would become known as Tre’s Tower, or Tretower. The trees surrounding it have long since gone, but the tower still stands and is a popular tourist attraction owned by Cadw. Legend has it that if you stand within its walls in the pale moonlight, you can still hear Prince Tre softly sobbing as he devours another raw pig. (Rodney Lewis )