Used to do Wrexham open air market on a Monday - Always busy and found the folks in general to be alright. There was always some urchin hanging around looking to 'mind' this or that for you, one in particular looked like he could have played 'dueling banjo's' and I swear I only ever heard him say 2 words - 'Nah' and 'Bollix". That was it really.
Have a sister who was born there, pregnant mum evacuated during the war.
Always enjoyed 'holidays' with my mates in various Welsh resorts as a teenager - nice place then.