Educated at St. Julians High School Newport. Played for Newport RFC 1920-21 to 1926-27. Awarded 1 Wales cap vs Scotland 2nd February 1924 at Inverleith (Lost 35 v 0). British Lion on the tour to South Africa in 1924 where he played 2 games including the test match at Johannesburg on 23rd August 1924 (Lost 17 v 0).
Butcher by trade.
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Wrote the following article for the match programme Newport v Barbarians in April 1947 in the series "A Peep in My Diary":-
"No. 19. - HAROLD DAVIES"
"(The Former Newport Captain & Welsh International Three-quarter)"
"WHO DID SAVE THE RECORD?"
"In Jack Welter's invincible season we had many "near misses," and one of the nearest was the thirty-sixth game versus Plymouth Albion at Newport. The game was considered an easy one, so a few "regulars," including our captain, were rested. Jack Wetter sat in the grand stand for the first half, but in the second half came inside the ropes!"
"With a few minutes to go, and holding on to a bare lead, we were on the Plymouth twenty-five line when one of their forwards snapped up the ball and was away with half-a-dozen comrades on his left. At the halfway line they were clear away on their own with the line at their mercy. At the start of this movement I had been brought down and was lying on the ground "winded," but seeing that some effort was imperative, I decided to chase them, and with my last gasp succeeded in reaching the man with the ball. As my hands touched him from behind he faltered - and anyway somehow or other that certain try had not been scored. That is how I saved the record - at least for a time I thought I did!"
"Some year or so after, Neil McPherson, Vincent Griffiths, and I had been spending the day with Melville Baker at his home outside Johannesburg and were returning to our hotel when I took my gold watch out to see the time. Neil passed the remark that had it not been for him. I would not have had that watch. Said Mel. Baker, "Come on, Neil, tell us your story." So on the outskirts of Johannesburg, in the middle of the road at midnight, that quiet, modest Scotsman, in a voice that could have been heard in Pretoria, told how, in the match against Plymouth, when ten of the Plymouth team were making for the line, he, Neil McPherson, alone ran back, and when one of them unaccountably kicked, with a superhuman effort he got to the ball."
"So that's another addition of the saving of the record. I hope there are not any more, and in any case they must not be believed, because I do so want to tell my grandchildren how I alone saved that invincible record!!"