The "Sir Stanley Baker Lounge"
Ferndale is also the hometown of actor Sir Stanley Baker, and the rugby club honoured him with a tribute in the form of naming the clubhouse lounge the new "Sir Stanley Baker Lounge". Officially opened by his widow, Lady Ellen Baker, on Friday 24 November 2006, the day's events featured a presentation to Sir Stanley's sons and family members. The afternoon also featured a Radio Wales tribute to Sir Stanley, hosted by Owen Money and recorded live in Ferndale RFC itself. The Sir Stanley Baker Lounge features many pictures and memorabilia from his successful career, including wall plaque commemorating the official opening in both English and Welsh.
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