Back in the 40s and 50s we used to play down the Rec.
There was an old tramp called Morgan who we used to tease. A favourite question to ask him was " How do you milk a cow, Morgan?" to which he would invariably reply "Spanner, spanner !" which for some unaccountable reason we found hilarious. I can still see him puffing away furiously on a fag.
Many years later I discovered that he had been a brilliant university scholar who had had some sort of accident. Can anyone tell me more about him? (Glyn Hale)

Gareth Morgan writes: "Hi Webmaster, I just read the paragraph about Morgan the Tramp. As kids we were really frightened of him. At that time there were no council houses below the bottom of Central, so our house seemed out in the country, between the Police Station and The Working Mens Club. “Morgie” as we knew him, used to come bumbling up the street and I remember hiding until he had gone on his way. I believe he lived in the farm opposite “The Bungalows”. Where the funeral home is now. Of course, the best “Conker “ trees were on his land, but it took a lot of courage to go over the fence without “Morgie” seeing and chasing us.

David Royston Tapper remembers him too:
"The tramp you wrote about spent a lot of time in the Argoed area, where he could always be seen puffing away on a cigarette. He would often be heard muttering to his self "aye, aye Dai fag Dai" He was known as Fag Dai Morgan. I was told that he had been a brilliant student and that something had turned his mind. I remember also that as children on dark winter nights we very wary of him."

Reg Malpass follows this up with: "Saw your article on this character - having spent my childhood in Pontllanfraith I remember him very well. His grave is in the churchyard at Ystradfellte - why so far away I don't know. My sister says he had family near Ystradfellte, a brother she thinks."