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Gus The Chippy
Gus (not his real name, just a nickname) was a great big guy with a great heart who used to have a chippy over the bridge, his chips were proper chips, you know proper ones. He moved shop to where Foxon's is now. I used to go out with Liz Foxon, her dad hadn't got much' he always used to say it would happen to me' guess what, it has, loss of hair that is. I've many more fond memories to share if you'ld like to hear some. When I was growing up in Llan Elwy I knew lots of people, mostly good souls. The May Queen, that's another tale. Mr Tomlinson, I think that was his name.
Dyserth Quarry Explosion
Hi there, does anyone remember being in Ysgol Hiraddug in the 1970s when the quarry blast blew rocks through the school roof?
Dysert Quarry - 1972 Blow Out!
I was probably in my last year in 1972 sitting in a class room at Ysgol Hirraddug when the rocks rained down. The explosion, at the time, did not seem that dissimilar to a normal explosion but within seconds everything changed. Like Andrew said, there was a slow motional downfall of rocks, some of which bounced between the H-shaped school buildings and from memory smashed through some of our classroom windows. Somehow we all escaped unhurt, perhaps a bit shocked and upset but on the whole in one piece. The lasting memories of the explosion for myself are the THUDS as the rocks/boulders hit the grass before hitting the building and after we were all let out of school and saw the BBC news guy on the road near the school looking lost, so I said to my friend to talk about what happened. Sure enough we managed to get on to the News that night. Unfortunately I never did get to see the clip as my folks decided I needed... Read more
Dyserth Life
I was born in ST. Asaph and spent 7 years in Dyserth. My Nan and Taid lived there until they died in the 70's, so summer holidays were always in Dyserth. I have watched it grow from a small village to what it is now. My life and holidays there were always great. I would love visiting Nan and Taid. I remember the quarry, the siren before the blasting and the dust that would fall after. My mum would run out to bring the washing in quickly when the siren sounded. Everything was covered in whie dust. I remember the sweet shop! On one of your photographs is my Nan's house (Unfortunately not mine though). Thanks for letting me remember the good times.
Clwyd memories
Craig Fawr
I do not know if anyone remembers the boy who was living on the mountain on or around 1960. I often wonder what happened to him.
Rhuddlan Railway Station
In November 1880 my grandfather then aged 16 years was Apprentice Booking Clerk at Rhuddlan Station. There was only one other member of staff that being the Station Master.
After four months training he was sent to Bangor Station still as an Apprentice. In March 1883 he went to Colwyn Bay Station to train on Goods and Parcels. In November 1886 he was appointed Booking Clerk at Llandudno Station.
My father never knew why the family moved from Deganwy Station House in July 1897 to the Manchester area but his father had been dismissed as a 'Defaulter'. Later that year in the November the Station Master resigned. Did my grandfather take the blame for some possible wrongdoing of the Station Master - we shall never know. It was a sad day as my grandfathers salary at that time was £100 a year, a superb wage for that time.
What of history! Had the dismissal never taken place my father would never have met my mother... Read more
The Swimming Pool Pre Lido Days.
Seeing this photo of the Swimming Pool brings back so many memories. It was where I took my Life Saving Certificate, and where we spent day after day with our friends and family. The day we moved to Prestatyn in the building behind, which I think was then called The Pavillion (not sure about that) the 6--5 Special was being televised on BBC. I went to have a look and to my great surprise, somebody opened one of those windows shown in the photo and let me in. That was a wonderful experience, never forgotten. I have so many precious memories of Prestatyn, very nostalgic after seeing all these wonderful photos. The History of Prestatyn also has some good pics on Facebook. We lived in Third Ave off Beach Road West at the end of the road by The Lido. My maiden name was Kathryn Sharpe.
