Brixham, Ye Olde Coffin House 1904
Memories of Brixham
Coming to Brixham from just outside of London as an 11 year-old was a real culture shock. New smells (fish!) new sounds (seagulls) and new faces (the inhabitants of the south west certainly have distinct facial features...to say nothing of the accent). The total freedom of the countryside was something new and exciting also. Long ...Read full memory
Hello there, how very happy I was to find these photos on here of St Mary's Bay holiday camp. I, along with my sisters and friends, had lovely holidays there in 1956, 57 and 58. What a great place it was, no Blue Coats or Red Coats to entertain you, we did all that ourselves and put a show on every week. I remember ...Read full memory
Many happy times with my parants staying at the Louville Camp by Berry Head. I can recall visiting the lighthouse and being given a guided tour by the keeper, his name was Peter and we went for tea at his cottage close by. I do believe he emigrated to New Zealand some years later. Just one of the wonderful memories of my childhood.
One of the week long programme of events for the Brixham Heritage Festival is morris dancing on the old Fish Quay. Grimspound Border Morris entertained the crowds first. They "blacked up" in the traditional way and then danced to the hypnotic rhythms of their large band under the canopy of the ...Read full memory