At a farm down the hill from here they had a pond, and I heard how the pond was formed.
It all started out when there was a coal mine into rhe mountain near the farm. This mountain was riddled with coal mines from the 1500's onwards (Earlier mines here were cell mines. Later ones were drift or shaft mines).
Now the farmer wanted to dig a pond, and one of the miners heard about it and as the mines had closed, the old miner said he could get one of the old sticks of dynamite, as he remembers how in the past they had used dynamite to remove some old trees and it was soo successful that they ended up with a large pond, so as he wanted a pond, it was a very quick way to make one.
They agreed to meet, and the plan was to hide safely behind a bank and throw the dynamite to the spot where the farmer wanted his pond.
All seemed fine. No one in the area so it was clear.
So the old miner lit the dynamite and taking aim he threw it, and they ducked behind the bank.
Th e issue was that the sheepdog had thought it was a game of fetch and brought it back to them!
Panic! Well. They managed to get the dynamite from the dog and threw it just in time, but the farmer did not get his pond where he wanted it! He ended up with a pond in the middle of his field instead, which is where it remained to this day, though it has mostly silted up since. (The dog and the two men survived their ordeal).
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