The Treasure of Tyddyn Cwtyn y Ci
Tyddyn Cwtyn y Ci is in Ysbyty Ifan. They call it Tyddyn Cwtyn. This man lived there. I don't remember his name. He dreamt every night that if he were to go to London Bridge, he would make his fortune. Eventually he'd had enough of this dream and decided to go.
And he went to London Bridge and walked there for a day or two. There was nothing that resembled a fortune there. Then he met this man - a Welshman.
'Hello', he said, 'I've seen you walking back and fore here every day. Why do you do this?'
'Oh', he replied, 'for no reason in particular, except that I'd dreamt continually that if I were to go to London Bridge, I'd make my fortune.'
'Tut, tut', answered the other, 'don't listen to those foolish old dreams. I've dreamt many times that if I were to go to a place called Ysbyty Ifan, to a farm called Tyddyn Cwtyn y Ci, and dig under an apple tree, I'd find a pot full of gold.'
'Well, I'd better go home then. I won't look any more.'
And off he went home and took a pick and spade and dug at the base of the old apple tree. And there he found the pot full of gold. That's the story of Tyddyn Cwtyn y Ci.