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Childhood in The 1950s
Life for a child in the village of Worle in the 1950s was exciting, parochial and safe. Our parents did not lose sleep over thoughts of us being molested. Children were more likely to be in danger from their own recklessness than anything else, and so our parents were able to allow us freedom to roam happily. My great friends, Kaye, Mim and I had a wonderful time. As Kaye remarked, at my 50th birthday party, we laughed, ran, sang and climbed our way through childhood. My first introduction to the wider world of play was through the boys and girls in the lane and in Greenwood Road. A crowd of about twelve of us set off each summer evening to Tripp's Field, which could be approached via a stile opposite the Golden Lion pub. The Tripp family owned the local farm and actually had four fields, each one separated from the others by a rhyne (the Somerset name for a drainage ditch) and joined by a little stone-built, arched... Read more
The Figure of Eight
I remember riding on an old wooden rollercoaster inside the pavilion on the Grand Pier in 1962 or 1963 called The Figure of Eight. I was around about 6 years old and the next time I went to Weston, probably the following year, the ride was gone. Now I can't find out anything about the ride and it is as if it never existed. What happened to it and why no photos or info now?
I Lived Here.
There are three attic rooms and I had a flat in the first one. This was around 1972. The windows on the other side gave a view of the Technical College, but you could see the sea (if the tide was in).
Sunnyside
Does anyone know of a home called Sunnyside or Sunny Side in Bleadon?
A brother of a family member died there in 1900 aged 20.
His family were very wealthy and lived in Mayfair, but the son had TB and I assume came to Bleadon for this reason. A sister also died from TB in the same year, but not sure about the Sunnyside connection there.
h.baggott@virgin.net
My Teenage Years at Clevedon
On the surface of it there was nothing to do in Clevedon for a teenager, but I was wrong. Meeting up with friends and looking for entertainment, Clevedon Pier came the place to be, with a juke box and the latest records (those were the days of rock and roll) we danced all night, well, till the pier master closed up for the night. It was a regular thing that when the paddle steamer landed to drop off passengers after their day trip the pier would wobble and so would we (and not a drink in sight). On leaving we made for Fortes and then The Spray Point Cafe where we would drink coffee and dance some more. Other places were the Salthouse Pavilion, Community Centre and St. John's Hall where I remember a Jazz stomp being held and of course the picture house. Those were the days. Iris Nicks (then being known as Iris Cook)
Fishing
I can't be 100% sure but this is a great likeness of myself and my brother Rob... I have fished this swim for large roach since the early 1990s and we still fish the weirpool to the present day. I have had many happy memories here and have some nice photos of truly outstanding catches.
I have also met some lovely old boys there and have enjoyed hearing their tales of whoppers caught in the days of way back when the river here used to be tidal. They even used to have flatfish competitions!!
My Family
My mother's family is from Bristol and my first memory of going to Congresbury is when I was four, in 1984. Me, my mom and my three older brothers went to visit my grandma and grandpa in their beautiful cottage home, on Orchard Lea. The beautiful flowers, crab apple trees, the smell of summer...the list goes on. I remember going snail picking and being too scared to eat one. My grandpa would make us kids ice cream sandwiches, it was heaven. My grandpa took me for a walk, to buy me a gift, and it was a metal set of mini pots and pans, I still have them to this day. We would go to the ocean, and play in the sand, we'd get frog and dracula popsicles and eat fries and gravy chips. I absolutely love and miss that time and place. How heartbroken I am now to think, that my grandparents, their home and even my one brother is no longer on this earth with me anymore, and... Read more
