Glad I didn't win now. 
I'll have you know, Mr Varche, that Rhyl is a very desirable location. 
Mrs V and myself visited Rhyl on a SUNDAY back in the 80's. I think it was 1983. It was a blazing hot summer and air con was something only those people with fitted car radios might have had. We arrived at the beach and ran out into the sea to cool off. Then a hundred yards out we realised we were surrounded by jellyfish. Zillions of them. Took us quite a while to get back to the beach where we then noticed lots drying on the sand. Neither of us got stung mercifully. We needed a drink and fast. On a Sunday? You had no chance.Couldn't even find anywhere that sold food on a Sunday.
I also have a recollection of going to Rhyll on the early hovercraft as a nipper. That might have been in 1962 or 63. We went from Wallasey near where my great aunt lived. It was
noisy very noisy.