Early Days

A Memory of Talacre.

My parents moved to the 'hidden valley' as it was called in 1945 when I was two years old, we lived in an old coach that my father converted into a suitable place to live. We were the only family to live in the valley at the time as far as I remember. As a kid I remember the spitfires flying low along the sand dunes and turning as they past the lighthouse. After a few years other people came to live nearby but some only lived there in the summer. Eventually, more and more became permanent residents.

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