Above: the sign for the Polish village from the main road (the A499), the eagle proudly wearing its crown since post-war days. Note three languages - Polish, Welsh and English. 'Cartref Pwyliaid' means 'Polish Home'.
Above: passing through some revetments, visible from the road leading from the A499 into the centre of the Polish village. What's through here? Let's have a look... Below: it's another ammunition store, this one kept nearer the runway. Today, the building stands at the end of a golf driving range, a mecca for people looking for golf balls (I found 19 here in the space of a few minutes). A shame about the graffiti on the walls - not there last time I was here.
Below: housing from the 1980s forms the northern edge of the Polish village; most of the elderly residents today are housed in modern accommodation rather than in pre-war barracks, now kept for holiday visitors like us...
...and (below), for cub scouts (zuchy i zuszki) who still come here every summer, children today of second and third generation Poles living in North-West England as well as children of recent Polish migrants. Moni and Eddie came here as cub scouts for many years, Eddie returned to a tent in a nearby field as a fully-fledged scout last summer.
The biggest difference between 1962 and today is the trees have grown high, making many of the familiar vistas look quite strange. Otherwise, the barracks have been painted white - half a century ago they were still bare wood. The residents are of the same age as today's ones but a different generation - the old folks in this movie would have been veterans of two world wars and may well have also fought the Bolsheviks in 1920. Many are buried at Pwllheli cemetery (photo in this post from 2007). A wonderful slice of Polish history in the UK.
Some interesting photos of surviving military installations around Penrhos here, while on this WW2 forum, details of German air raids on RAF Penrhos here.
Nothing posted on 23 July in previous years.