I first got to know Herne Bay in the Second World War as my parents used to send me there from where we lived in Feltham to stay with my grandparents on my mum's side to give me a rest from the bombing. In later years ...Read full memory
I lived in Herne Bay for my teen years. I remember the Pier burning down and the sea freezing over. The winds could be so strong my mother and I had to hold on to the lamposts for fear of blowing ...Read full memory
I roller skated in the old pavilion - you could see the sea through the gaps in the floor boards!! My brother bribed me to behave by the promise of an ice cream bought from the cafe at the end of the pier.