Vintage tractor run raises fund for care homes
The run was organised by enthusiast Gary Jones, with help from Peter Davies, of Drefach, and started and finished at Mart Evans Bros in Llanybydder.
Residents, staff, families and neighbours gathered to see the old Fords, Massey Fergusons and many more.
For many residents the vehicles brought back memories of their younger days on farms.
Charlotte, a wellbeing coordinator, said: 'It was such a lovely sight — everyone was talking about the tractors they used to drive or see in the fields. It really got people sharing stories and remembering good times.'
The visit was also part of the Ashberry Wishing Tree initiative, which encourages residents to share personal wishes.
On the day, wishes were granted for Danny, Gerwyn, Ro, Alun and Bill.
Home manager at Allt Y Mynydd Jess Bridgewater said: 'It wasn't just about the tractors - it was about the feeling in the air. Residents were smiling, waving, laughing. They felt seen, remembered, and part of something bigger.
"The garden was full of chatter, refreshments, and ice creams under the trees. Thanks to donations, an incredible sum was raised on the day, split equally between us and another care home Maes Y Felin to support resident wellbeing activities."
Each home was given £600.
Ms Bridgewater said: "A huge thank you to Gary, Peter, all the tractor drivers, the team at Mart Evans Bros, and everyone who supported the event. It was a wonderful day that meant a lot to our residents and our team."
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Allt Y Mynydd Nursing Home and Maes Y Felin Care Home in Drefach were visited by 53 vintage tractors from the 1980s and earlier when the when the Llanybydder Charity Tractor Run stopped off en route. The run was organised by enthusiast Gary Jones, with help from Peter Davies, of Drefach, and started and finished at Mart Evans Bros in Llanybydder. Residents, staff, families and neighbours gathered to see the old Fords, Massey Fergusons and many more. For many residents the vehicles brought back memories of their younger days on farms. Charlotte, a wellbeing coordinator, said: 'It was such a lovely sight — everyone was talking about the tractors they used to drive or see in the fields. It really got people sharing stories and remembering good times.' The visit was also part of the Ashberry Wishing Tree initiative, which encourages residents to share personal wishes. On the day, wishes were granted for Danny, Gerwyn, Ro, Alun and Bill. Home manager at Allt Y Mynydd Jess Bridgewater said: 'It wasn't just about the tractors - it was about the feeling in the air. Residents were smiling, waving, laughing. They felt seen, remembered, and part of something bigger. "The garden was full of chatter, refreshments, and ice creams under the trees. Thanks to donations, an incredible sum was raised on the day, split equally between us and another care home Maes Y Felin to support resident wellbeing activities." Each home was given £600. Ms Bridgewater said: "A huge thank you to Gary, Peter, all the tractor drivers, the team at Mart Evans Bros, and everyone who supported the event. It was a wonderful day that meant a lot to our residents and our team."
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