'Vile' anti-English graffiti appears in quaint Conwy Valley village
Anti-English graffiti in a quaint Conwy Valley village has been described as "vile". The words 'f*** off Saeson (English)' were found painted on a road junction in Trefriw on Monday.
This was shared on a village social media group where it was roundly condemned by locals. Conwy council were informed and were praised for a quick response in removing the graffiti within 24 hours. (Warning: An image containing the full words is contained in an embedded social media post in the story).
Local councillor Mostyn Jones said there was "no room for hate in our communities" and said the response from the community showed it was "tolerant and welcoming".
Senedd member Janet Finch-Saunders warned messages like this could damage the reputation of an area that is popular with visitors.
Cllr Mostyn Jones said: 'This is vile graffiti. I am very grateful to the Local Authority officers who responded urgently to my report and cleaned the road within 24 hours.
'The discriminatory public message was rightly opposed by numerous locals on social media, which goes to show that we are a tolerant and welcoming community in the Conwy Valley.
'The minority who do not believe in inclusivity should learn that there is no room for hate in our communities.
(Image: Mostyn Jones)
'The person or people responsible for this distressing act should hold their heads in shame and be aware that locals like me will not stop standing up for kindness in our communities, and campaign to stamp out such foul acts'. Sign up for the North Wales Live newslettersent twice daily to your inbox
Janet Finch-Saunders MS added: 'I thank Cllr Mostyn and all members of the public who called out this hateful message.
'Across Aberconwy businesses and people's livelihoods depended on the tourism and hospitality sector. Do the perpetrators of such nastiness not realise that if such hate continues our area could develop a bad reputation with visitors, lose customers, and ultimately jobs and money for locals?' Join the North Wales Live WhatsApp community group where you can get the latest stories delivered straight to your phone
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