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Memories of Eccles-On-Sea
Growing up in the village the summers always seemed hot! This photo shows my dad Len on the left walking to the right. So much more memories come to the fore, even the registration of the Commer van on the right.
Prince of Wales Sea Training School.
I have very fond memories of the Prince of Wales Sea Training School, situated at Ingham Old Hall. Us lads came from all over the UK at the age of 16 to train for a career at sea. We soon got to to know many of the local girls from the area, who probably remember us.
Although our training was strict, we certainly enjoyed our weekend liberties, meeting local villagers, especially the girls. All were very good to us. I have visited Ingham many times since, to bring back those happy memories. The Old Hall is now a residential home, I believe.
Red Haven Cliff Cottage Happisburgh
My family stayed in a bungalow in Happisburgh for a couple of years in about 1950. The name of the bungalow was RED HAVEN. It was a lovely place to holiday, with a gorgeous view of the sea. These were the best holidays of my childhood at Happisburgh. I am now 72 but it only seems like yesterday, wonderful memories. Now the sea has eaten the land away, but the memory will never go. Mike Noon.
In the 1960's we as a family always holidayed in a caravan at Happisburgh. At that time there were lows on the beach which were lovely for the children to paddle and play in. They were warm most of the time and shallow in parts so they were quite safe.
After the groins were put in place the lows disappeared and it was such a shame. The beach was never the same. We had a caravan until moving to Happisburgh permanently In 1974. We loved the village so much and were heartbroken to leave. One of my sons still lives there.
Mustn't forget shrimping in the lows after buying a shrimp net made by Mr Hemp in his little shop just down the road near the church.
My grandmother (Mary Elizabeth) was born in Ingham in the 1850s into the Batchelor familly. While looking into my past I found where my great-great (how many) grandfather had his workshop in Stalham. He was a builder and employed three brickies and three apprentices and had his builders yard behind the Swan. His initials are scratched into the door entrance pillars of what is now the pub store. There is also a plaque set into the wall on the 'inaccessible' side. You can see where he extended his workshop and from the way he built, it is possible to see other buildings in Stalham bearing his method of building. The chances are that in the mid 1800s there was no standard for building and if a builder found a plan that worked then why not adopt it. Quite a few of my ancestors are residing in the churchyard at Ingham and I believe that I am also related to the Hewitts in Stalham church yard. The original Batchelor of Ingham... Read more
Beales Family Tree
My great-great-grandfather George Beales owned the Pleasure Boat Inn. He ran a wherry boat from there in about 1890. I am looking for more information about this and for pictures of the Beales family - in anyone can help, please get in touch. Mike Beales firstname.lastname@example.org
The 'fence' on The Beach
As a very young child, probably aged about 3 or 4, my family rented one of the cottages close to the cliff side at Sea View Crescent on two consecutive years. I remember the drive down Ostend Road, where lots of the bungalows had model windmills in their gardens. One night, probably in 1966 or 1967, there was a terrific storm. I remember vividly the sea foam on the windows and my brother saying to keep the door closed as the roof could be lifted off. The next morning I went out and looked over the cliff edge and my father said I came running back crying and saying that someone had built a big fence on the beach. The previous day, all that had been visible of the groin that runs the length of the beach, was small wooden squares, the tops of the vertical posts. On the morning after the storm the groin was about 8 feet tall. It was amazing that a storm could displace so much sand... Read more