Nostalgic memories of Broadstairs's local history
Share your own memories of Broadstairs and read what others have said
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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Displaying Memories 21 - 30 of 88 in total
i to went to this place,i was not abused myself, however the treatment was harsh, and i remember the girl standing under the fireplace being violently sick, as she had to eat the food that she had not eaten the day before, she was then made to clean it up herself,spent three weeks in the freezing winter in a room with the window wide open, witha person called katherine or kathleen she was ...see more
although not of the catholic faith, I was sent there to recuperate from asthma , and spent some time there, 1956- 58. I remember happy times as well as sad and lonely times, especially being far from home, and often having the feelings of not totally understanding why I was actually there, but on the whole I thing I must have enjoyed it , lots of time on the beach, as we were only a few hundred yards or ...see more
my memory of the home were going there twice. The first time from St.Marys hospital in Paddington Green. I was about 9 or 10 and my mum went to see the Almoner and i was taken to Broadstairs I am sure it was St.Marys home. I remember being given UV treatment in a circle of other kids with goggles. We had no choice. I also wet the bed and was made to go to another room for a few hours in the night. Also having to ...see more
Hi I was there late 1949 to early 1950. Not a pleasant experience for me but I understand things improved later. Would love to hear from anyone. My friend was called Mary. I called her Mary Mouse because she only little I was 5 when I went there .
Hello everyone, I have been wondering all my life where this scary place was, I never knew the name of it, all I knew was it was in Broadstairs Kent, very near the sea. As I remember, we had to go down onto the beach in the freezing weather for a daily walk; I was there in December 1949. The Christmas Tree was in the hallway and it was massive and I was amazed at the fairy doll on top. We had to walk around in ...see more
I was sent here in 1956 after recovering from meningitis. All I can remember is being taken for walks along the coast with the nurses and being very lonely missing my parents; although they did come to visit me at weekends.
Oh, my goodness, the memories come flooding back when I started to read some of the stories. Yes, mine was very much the same as most of yours was. I was taken to Victoria Station and put on the train with a nun. I remember sleeping in the dorm and wetting the bed. Eating dry boiled potatoes that made me gag. Walking one direction along the sea with the wind blowing so hard they made my cheeks red raw and on ...see more
I never thought I would be commenting on Port Regis. In fact, I have totally forgotten about this place. I could not even remember where it was located. Somehow, the name of Port Regis came into my head tonight and I started to google it and found this website. My sister and I were foreign students; we were boarders at St. Philomena's Convent School, Carshalton, Surrey in 1958-1962 and we visited Port ...see more
I have often wonder why I have this memory of being sent away, as with many I have read, you felt as you were being punish for being ill. Can remember not seeing my parents for nearly three years -I was only just about 5 when I was there. I can remember being pushed to the beach and also being made to sleep in the afternoon, and then starting school there. It was strange when I finally went home as I couldn't remember much of my parents. It was a emotional time all round.
I was sent to a convelecent home in Broadstairs but I don't know the name. I must have been 5 years old, I lived in London at the time. I remember being put on a coach and being seen off by my parents and wondering why they looked sad. I also can only remember being told I had a shadow on the lung. Regarding the home; I remember the dormitories the curtains used to frighten me because I could make out ugly, scary ...see more