My then fiancé and I went to Heysham Towers holiday camp in the 1950's with a couple of friends for a weeks holiday. Sadly I managed to lose my engagement ring whilst I was there. We have been married now for 57 years but I still miss my ring. If anyone reading this found it I would love to hear from them. He did however buy me a new one but it's not the same.
I have fond memories of Heysham as a child, during the 1960s, drinking nettle beer with my brother and sisters. My auntie Hilda and uncle Billy lived in Ulverston, and my uncle worked at the ICI works, I think it was Half Moon Bay, we used to go and sit on the rocks while my uncle used to bring us our dinner which I ...Read full memory
Holidaying at Morecamble Holiday Camp July 1956 was the beginning of a holiday romance that has lasted 56 years to 2012. Walking from the Camp along the Promenade at Morecambe, my two girl friends and myself were adopted by 4 young guys from the Camp. My partner on the Amusement ride has been my husband now for 52 years ...Read full memory