I'VE had a few follow-ups to last week's photos.

Firstly, regarding the snap of the burnt down Astoria…Shirl Thomas got in touch to remind me that in 1919, it had been called Scard's, and then, after rebuilding, it became the Astoria.

Thanks, Shirl.

I also had a phone call from Eric Harries about the same pic , who recalled that he'd once been told by the late Syd Price, a fish hawker from Waterloo Road, that he'd been the one who'd rung the bell to raise the alarm at that fire, which triggered the arrival of the horse-drawn Shand Mason steam pump to put out the blaze.

Eric pointed out that Syd's claim was never really substantiated, but it's a nice story, anyway.

This week's first snap is a sort of prequel to the cinema fire. It's from around ten years earlier, 1910, and taken from the opposite side of Charles Street, showing the market square and market.

Gerry Thomas got in touch about another of the TRM snaps.

"Jeff…about that fish market picture. I don't know if you have any names, but the one with his foot on the fish box looks a lot like Bobby Whisby, my old captain of the Kitchener darts A team."

There were no names on the pic Gerry, but I'm with you…it does look a bit like Bobby, who I remember well, from my own darts days when I played for the Milford Con Club.

Many thanks to all for the feedback.

In TRM trawler corner this week is the M80 Dartmouth, seen here at the fish market, all ready to land her catch.

Built in 1890 in Middlesborough. 139 tons. 95’. Landed at Milford Haven from Sept 1890 to Feb 1917.

She had a number of listed incidents during the late 19th century; in October 1891 she towed the barque, ‘Childers’, which had drifted onto rocks on her way to Glasgow, into Milford. Then in January 1892, she went to the assistance of the ‘Joseph Fisher’, whose crew had left her flying distress signs, off the Great Castle Head, into Milford.

That same year, in November, the Norwegian brig ‘Triton’, on her way to Sweden with a cargo of coal, struck rocks and sank. The Dartmouth, which had been standing by for six hours, took the six-man crew on board and they were landed at Milford Haven.

But, proving that it wasn't always ‘sweetness and light’ with crews aboard ship, in 1910, there was a court case in Peel, the Isle of Man, where two crew members, James Nicholas and William Phillips, were charged with assaulting deckie Alfred James Lednor, and Skipper, James Tyvold. They were found guilty, and fined a total of 30 bob.

In April 1926, Dartmouth was broken up.

Time for our TRM teasers. The answer last week was…a duck's egg, goose egg…or even an ostrich egg! Those with no egg on their faces were Joyce Layton, John Glover, Les Haynes, Gerry Thomas, Anne and Jets Llewellyn, Elinor Jones, Margaret Jones, Charles Weatherall, Phil Jones and Joan Earles. Thanks to all who took part.

No teaser this time, but don't stop thinking!

It's been a funny old week. Most importantly, I'm delighted to report that our electrical problem has at last been sorted, so, out comes the electric nose cutter, and I can now happily turn on the shower without fearing the worst.

On Monday, I had a surprise phone call from Radio Wales, saying that they wanted me to do an interview to talk about Milford Haven.

The last time I was interviewed by Radio Wales was on the Mal Pope programme, when he did a piece about my first-ever Torch Theatre musical, The Day War Broke Out. But that was 25 years ago. This is becoming a bit of a habit!

Apparently, it had been suggested I was a local ‘historian’! WHAT? I pointed out quite clearly that that description was far from accurate, and that my old grammar school chalk-throwing history master would turn in his grave at the very thought.

Well the interview took place and, I don't know if it was ‘mike fright’ or just a ‘senior moment’ but at times, I found my brain and mouth wouldn't work simultaneously…I couldn't even think of the names of any fish! I missed the ‘airing’ of the piece, not deliberately…we had visitors…but by then, I'd forgotten all about it!

One thing I had remembered to mumble was about Nelson, and his mistress, Emma Hamilton's visit in 1802.

I quipped that he'd probably looked out of their bedroom window and said..."Ooh look, darling...America!"...which may have been overheard by some bigwig visionary, and then, for the following 80 years, the town strove purposefully, but unsuccessfully, to become a transatlantic port of worldwide repute.

I can't see me doing another BBC radio interview for another 25 years, but, meanwhile, here's an early snap of the Lord Nelson Hotel, which, until the naughty pair's visit, had been called The New Inn.

Then, on Wednesday it was time to give a ‘talk’ to the lovely ladies of Probus, all of whom were extremely kind with their comments about TRM, and I enjoyed the hour far more than I had expected or deserved. At the end they kindly gave a donation to the Paul Sartori charity, and six of them bought copies of my The Games People Play…in Milford…which, as you know, is again in aid of the charity.

You never know what's going to happen next, do you?

I do...I'm off...see you soon.