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Memories of Dysart
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Dysart Dovecote Crescent
Born in Dovecote Crescent in 1944, I remember walking to East Weymss by the Man o the Rock, the sea could be quite wild just past the 'Bing'. I used to help Shanny collect seacoal on his horse and cart, I think he was the brother of Jimmy Shand or some relation, anyway he came from East Weymss as well as Jimmy. Have seen recent pictures of Dovecote Crescent which is now completely reclaimed by sea. When we lived there on high tides the residents on the bottom of the terrace had to move upstairs to neighbours till sea returned. Didnt leave much the gardens afterwards, we had to move to Glenrothes as the terrace became uninhabitable.
Family History
Hi, my father came from Dysart, he was born in Mid Quality Street in 1925. He came out to New Zealand in 1953. His name was Alexander Hutchison Marr. He had two sisters and brothers, John, George, Maggie, Sarah. His parents' names were Alexander and Christina. I am looking for any information. If you can help, please contact me at: ikmarr@gmail.com. I am looking forward to hearing from anyone about my family. Kind regards, Isabella Marr.
Glenrothes And Area
Moved to Glenrothes as part of the overspill from Glasgow where we had bought room and kitchen 3 up, in 1963 for 285 pounds, paid back at 5 pounds every 2 weeks. We moved to a HOUSE with a back and front garden, what a luxury, and a back and front door. I started work in the Leslie paper mills, then I took a job driving with Muir of Kirkcaldy, Cook of Leven (Readymix), Fifeshire Posting of Kirkcaldy, Percy Lane (windows) of Glenrothes and on to J & E Transport of Dundee. I was a scouter with the Leslie Scout Troop with Jim Wilson who was a policeman in Leslie, 1970 to 1974. Moved to South Africa on contract in 1974 and stayed. I will put more on Memories next month.
Dysart in The 60s
I was brought up in Dysart, first in Howard Place then the High Street, where my mum and dad still live. I remember all the shops that were there in the 1960s when I was a little girl, the little wool shop where you could buy odd buttons etc, the 2 storey Co-op, the drapers, the butchers, the shop on the corner where I remember buying confetti for going to my cousin's wedding - all sadly gone now. It's amazing that a place so small had so much in it. I remember the town clock, and how notices were pinned to the door where the bellringer went, telling the Dysartonians of births, weddings and deaths. I have so many happy memories of playing at the harbour and down at the 'Granny Rock', my mum always knew where she could find me. Happy days indeed.
Birthplace And Never Forgotten When Asked
I was born in Dysart to a mining family of 5 brothers, me being in the middle. My mum watched over us all and used to take us walks by the man in the rock along to Wemyss and back via the castle estate. Sometimes we came back through the Boreland woods, stopping at the chipper at the old railway crossing. My dad and all my brothers worked in the Dubbiwe and were very proud of the fact. Our friend's dad drove the little train that delivered the coal from the pit to the yards. I can remember them building the railway bridge at Bellfield Crescent, during this time we had to get ushered across the railway lines to school. Bellfield Crescent itself was like a little mining village on its own. Nearly all the dads were in the pit. My mum and the other mums used to round up the kids and take us down Ravenscraig and back along the Sailors Walk and to the swing park at the... Read more
Dysart Old Toll House And Harbour.
I have many great memories of Dysart with my Gran Jane (Jean Allan and John (Big Jock) Allan. Last address together was 13 The Braes Dysart. On the hill on the road to Meickles Coalmine. We used to collect coal on the beach. Play on the beach and on the hills above the caves. "Sneak into the Man in the Rock", In these days could not go straight to it because of the coal mine. We had a miners' house Anderson shelter in the garden.
There is so many memories about the harbour and Shore Road where my Great Granny Allan lived with all her sons.
Yes! My memories of Dysart are happy ones. Sadly all my family are gone, except my mother Catherine Allan who is very ill. And the cousins left I do not know now as I live in Wiltshire. But I do long for the day I can come back.
