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Happiest Holidays of my Life
Year after year my family had our summer holidays in Jaywick Sands, we used to stay in the same small chalet in Meadow Way, Jaywick Sands. How we all used to fit in there I'll never know. It had tiny windows, an outside toilet, a small front garden with double gates at the front leading out to the long road, Meadow Way. Across the road about 300 yards away was the sea and the beach, and just about 100 yards from our chalet was the Las Vegas amusement arcade, directly across the road from the Las Vegas was The Mermaid pub. The very first time my family took me to Jaywick Sands was so very exciting for me. I will always remember my wonderful grandmother handing me a little bag full of pennies which she had put away for my brother and I to spend in the amusement arcade while she would sit and play bingo, she would always get there early so she could save seats for my mother... Read more
Happy Days at Jaywick!
My family had a holiday in Jaywick every summer, from when I was 5 up until I was about 15 years old. We would stay in bungalows on stilts!! My brothers and me thought this was wonderful,and would run and play under these bungalows.
The weather always seemed to be baking hot, and I remember the sand burning my feet!
At night, my family and all the other relations who were on holiday with us, would go to the Morocco Club, and stay there till closing time. I vaguely remember me and my brothers going upstairs where there were lots of slot machines.
My mum used to hire a bright orange pushchair for my younger brothers, and we would walk to Clacton Pier,and I went on Steel Stellar!!! I remember being so scared as I was only about 7 or 8 at the time!!
The only thing I didn't like about these holidays was the awful smell when the
lorries came round to empty the outside toilets!
We went back... Read more
Happy Memories
I came from a family that lived in Eltham, South East London, and we spent many a happy year at Jaywick. We did not have much money and my aunt used to treat us every year to a holiday. Me, my mum, my cousin Debbie and my aunt would pack up our case and off to Jaywick we would go. I remember getting so excited as we drove down the beach road, the journey at the time seemed so long. We would book in and then run to the caravan, which was sited right next to the grass mound the led over the top to the beach. We did not have running water or a loo but we loved it, our bucket and chuck it caravan :). The Sunday market was always a great hit as well and we would go down and get lots of new clothes and then feel very grown up when we would walk to the 3 Jays for a coke in the evening. I remember... Read more
A Tricycle Made For Two!
Gosh, this takes me back! Our family of six used to stay in one of these 'chalets on stilts' in the late 40's. We used to buzz around on hired 'side by side' twin tricycles.
Robertsons Cafe
This brings back memories of 1953-55. The large building in the foreground was Robertsons Cafe and both my parents worked there in the summertime, I also helped out by peeling potatoes in a shed at the back, I was 12. Next to the cafe was a children's theatre, does anybody remember Uncle Ken? Then Uncle Jack did a season (maybe it was Jack Douglas). The building behind it is the Palladium Amusements, run by Curly - my dad worked there at nights and in the school holidays I ran a kiddies' ride on the forecourt. I met Mario Fabrizi there one year and we got quite friendly until he went to London to do a show with Alfred Marks. Happy days.
Memories
I can remember as a child staying in Tower caravan park, and also in the little roads leading up to the park which were all named after cars. The big old carts coming round couple of times a week to empty the toilets as at the time there was no plumbing at all, hahahah, and the smell, omg, we used to gag, hahahaha. My children now have memories of it too as we took them there when they were small, they now have children and hopefully will take theirs as well. Remember the Ravens club, through the years, also remember they had an entertainments man there in the late 1980s and early 1990s called Jerry, coz I can remember my kids doing treasure hunts etc. So many memories dating from the early 1960s up until few years ago :) Good times.
Tower Caravan Park Jaywick Sands
I remember going to Tower Caravan Park, Jaywick Sands, every year with my mom, dad, two brothers and sister, from very young till about 15 or 16 years old. I have wonderful memories like going to the Raven Club every evening and not being allowed in the 'adults room' but being able to see them through the glass partition between us and them. The arcade next to the bingo and the cafe right on the end. I also remember mom still in her dressing gown going over to the toilets and showers in the mornings, with her toiletry bag and towel, and my older brother going to fill the water thing up at the outside tap. And on one of the days we would go to Clacton Pier. The week (cos we only went for a week but it felt like we were there for a month) was always scorching hot. I remember the little shop & reception area and the beach just up a small hill. My sister and... Read more
Tanker in The Mud
Around that time we had 3 or 4 holidays at Jaywick Sands and St.Osyth's. Although I think we nearly didn't go back after this adventure! 'The Sands' at Jaywick opened at low tide to miles of shifting mud! Well very waterlogged sandy silt. One year a huge tanker was caught on the bar around 2-3miles out. Waiting for high tide.
My cousin, 12yrs, and not nearly as good a swimmer as me at 10yrs of age, was persuaded that we could make it out to the tanker. We almost did. The sailors were close enough to make out clearly and wave. However, their waving had more to do with the fast rising channel, behind us. Once near enough to the tanker we saw how vast it was and how small were we.
We bogged and ploughed our way back, the water was a fast rising, rippling current of warm water. Very pleasant to feel but very scary to sense how fast it was rising.
