My grandfather Thomas Harding was the last man
to work at Ty Trist. and I have photographs of the final episode when finally
they filled in the last remaining Ty Trist shaft. The Colliery was
left open and unattended for most of my youth and we played on the winding
gear and in and out of the abandoned buildings. the town, as I recall
as a young boy was one long factory with chimneys, coalmines slagheaps
and shunting engines. It really was the rape of the fair country.
"How green is my valley now". It is difficult
nowadays to imagine that the valley ever looked like this it is finally
restored to it's former beauty. A school and playing fields now occupies
the site of Ty Trist (House of sorrow)
All of these photographs were kindly given by
my cousin and accomplished photographer Derek Harding.
If you would like to use these photographs please
make reference to the photographer .
