Nostalgic memories of Dyserth's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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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 ...see more
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 ...see more
Hi there, does anyone remember being in Ysgol Hiraddug in the 1970s when the quarry blast blew rocks through the school roof?
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 ...see more