Punch And Judy, Children's Corner 1952, Lowestoft
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June 1958 A Frightening Experience!!!!
It was my 4th birthday and we were staying in Caister at the Sycamore Camp in a caravan that my Parents had hired for a 2 week holiday.
So the date 13th June 1958 and we took a trip in Dad's old car up to Lowestoft.
After the usual cup of tea or bottle of Fanta and a Ham roll in the Fisherman's Cafe on Whaplode Road we continued to get on with the business in hand.
Primarily to order some Bloaters to be sent home for my Granddad.
Whilst there we went and sat on the beach close to the old Punch and Judy booth and waited for the show to begin.
Suddenly the show began and all the kids and might I say some of the parents were totally transfixed by the antics in the brightly coloured booth.
It was at this time that I had the shock of my short life when Mr.Punch announced that a kid from Sheffield called Brian had a birthday that day and... Read more
Speed of The Boats
A general view of the youngsters queuing for their ride on the boating lake was that they wanted the fastest boat, to that end rumour had it that certain boats were quicker than others, and my friends and I would often give up our places in the queue, so that we could have the speedier boats say boat number 7 or number 9, or so we thought. They always seemed quicker when someone else was in them, but unfortunately it proved not to be the case,they never were.
This photo show a small photographer's kiosk. I obtained a Frith print of this image but with a magnifier all I can see is the dot screen used to produce the print. I wonder if anybody knows who was running the photographer's kiosk in 1955?
My Grandparent's Wedding
My mother informed me that my grandparents (mother's side of the family) were married in this church in 1901. Her name was Florence Amelia Jilling, and she married my grandfather, George Green. They lived in Lowestoft before they moved to Beccles. Does anyone know of my family and ancestors?
Morling's Ltd - Music Shop
Very sad to see Morling's Ltd, the music shop shut its doors for the final time. I had been buying in there for over 20 plus years. The staff were very nice to you, nothing was too much for them, very helpful indeed. You don't get many good shops like that now, they will be sadly missed in Lowesoft.
Lowestoft, High Lighthouse 1921
I really love this lovely old photo. It shows a WW1 British tank which was used in the first world war in France, it was given to the town after the war had ended as a gift. It was stored there for many years until it was scrapped, it fell into poor condtion, as school children used to play on it.
Memories of Mid-Fifties
I went to school nearby (South Holme High) and in the summer, my mum would pick me up from school and sometimes take me on the boating lake. Brilliant memories to see that picture. We lived in London Road South from 1955 -1957, in a flat above Whatley's bakery, then moved away to Kings Lynn.
Lowestoft, 1953 Floods
Hello, my late father, Mr Royal S Flaxman (of Edinburgh Road, Lowesoft) and Dean Parkin wrote a very good book about the Lowestoft floods of 1953 called 'Wall of Water'. There's very few good books written about this subject - it's worth a read. It's no longer for sale as it is out of print, but you may be able to pick it up from Panda Books in Lowesoft or most second-hand book shops in the area. It's a wonderful book with interviews from Lowesoft people who lived though the flood with many photos, some taken by Royal Flaxman himself. Thanks for reading
Mrs. Bleby Kirkly Park Road
My memory is of very happy days living at 35 Kirkly Park Road which was a children's nursery run by Mr and Mrs. Bleby when I was there from 1952 til 1957. There were around 20 of us children living there. Many of us like me were there because of TB. One of the nurses that looked after us was the lovely nurse Rosemary, who was the daughter of 'Jumbo Fiske', one of the most famous trawler fishermen of all time and who was awarded an OBE. She often took me to see him when he was in dock and took me to meet his boat The Suffolk Venturer. Auntie Denie, as we all called Mrs. Bleby, carried on looking after unfortunate children, often terminally ill, until long into her 70s. She taught me to drive at age 11 in her 1937 Austin Seven convertible with a crash gearbox so that I could learn properly. I often went back to see her and Nurse Rosemary right up until the house was... Read more
I Used to Live in Lowestoft
A few of my happy memories of living here in Kirkley Cliff opposite the Putting Green, went to school at was Alderman Woodrow Sec/School helped paint a fishing boat scene in the entrance, days on Trawlers /Drifters as a tea boy trying not to get the mugs full of sea water, having a great time on the Elec Boats in Kensing Gardens, learning to play bowls, fun on Claremont Pier, roll the ball, horse racing, everybody enjoyed Farther Christmas coming ashore in a DUK Vehicle, looked good with a choppy sea, so many memories I will have to write a book to get it all down. Hopeing to get back again this Sept. 2011 [now 70] to re-live those happy days in a fantastic town full of lovely things and history, get to know the locals, they always help you have a wonderful holiday. I do know I'm going back and I lived there.. John C
My parents both worked here after they left school. In fact, I think it was during this time that they started courting. This would be in the 1930s. About 60 years later, our oldest grand-daughter was to work here, as well, in the 1990s. Young Rebecca was thrilled that she had followed in her great-grandparents' footsteps.
Our paternal grandfather loved to take us on the boating lake. I suppose it wasn't operational during WW2, so most of the memories will be of the 1950s. Perhaps, he used us as an excuse to go boating himself? The other photo of 2 young girls in 1955 could be my two younger sisters, though the older thinks she wasn't allowed to drive the boats herself.
Punch And Judy
My sister Irene hated any kind of puppet and I clearly remember her standing on the promenade screaming at our brother and I to come away. We were having fun and thought her a nuisance. It might well have been 1950, who knows?, and Peter and I may be in the photo?
Happy Childhood Holidays
This boating lake has been my favorite fun thing to do when my parents took me to Lowestoft for our annual holidays. We stayed with a Mrs Hutchins who ran a small but perfect boarding-house. We always stayed with her and her little dog. Our little dog Nan came everywhere with us and on holiday was no exception. She meant everything ot us all and loved to chase her tennis ball and fetch it from the surf after Dad threw it in. Often I was allowed to ride back to Mrs. Hutchins at lunchtime in a pony and trap, rented from one of the promanade vendors. Of course there were donkey rides on the beach too and that was always great fun. Lowestoft Holidays for us were some of the best I can remember, It's hard to realize they were seventy-five years ago! In the photo the boating lake hadn't changed a bit in twenty plus years, from when I was there! Wonderful memories M. Denman Lalonde
Lowestoft From The 1920s
I have come to know Lowestoft only quite recently but the name has happy memories for me having heard it spoken of so fondly when I was a child. My father's family moved from London to Pakefield between 1921 and 1924 and my grandfather worked at a TB hospital in the area while his wife ran RETGAR cycle stores at 34 London Road Pakefield, next door to the bakers that is still there . Their surname was GARRETT and they lived at 137 Carlton Road , Pakefield.
I have a photo of my grandfather taken with other members of the South Lowestoft and Pakefield British Legion. He was in the navy in WW1 and then in WW2 went to Dunkirk from Lowestoft in the flotilla of small boats.In 1938 he was Superintendent of the St John Ambulance Brigade, Lowestoft Division, No 10 District.
My father Robert James GARRETT went to Grammar School there.
I have enjoyed reading the memories of others holidaying there... Read more
Living at Gunton
My family and I lived in the cottage to the left of the picture from 1944 to 1951 although we retained connections with the Fowler family until the last surviving member, Georgina Fowler, died early in 1960. I was in the choir at the church from 1948 until 1952 and was organist for three years from 1956. My sisters and I have many happy memories of our time at Gunton.
When I was a young girl my dad used to work on the trawlers out of Lowestoft. I remember getting a telegram for my birthday from him when he was at sea on the Suffolk Warrior. His name was Cecil but everyone called him 'Skip', he came from Hunstanton in Norfolk. He has recently died and I wonder if anyone from the days of the trawlers remembers him.
I was born in Lowestoft in 1952. I went to Lovewell Road School and in 1963 we had the harshest winter for years. No heating at the school but no getting sent home then! Our teacher (Miss Cook I think) took us for a 'lovely walk' along the seafront from The Royal Hotel to Pakefield Church. That day was bitterly cold but amazingly Sunny and bright with a flawless blue sky. The sea was frozen in parts at the shore and we saw an enormous Conger Eel frozen in death by the sand.. an interesting follow up to that 40 years later I corresponded with a man in New Zealand.. he was at Lowestoft School of Art at this time and sometime after our school walk he and a friend also saw the eel - but dug it out of the ice, to take back to the school to draw it. Unfortunately the eel started to thaw out in a cupboard and the smell permeated the whole... Read more
A Happy Childhood
Both sets of grandparents lived in Lowestoft so we were able to visit right through the war years when other people couldn't. I remember hiding under the table wearing tin hats with my maternal grandmother, brother and our uncle who must have been home on leave from the RAF whilst our parents were at the cinema and an air-raid warning sounded. A bomb fell. We wondered whether my parents had been hit and they wondered if we had. The bomb fell between us. It was aimed at the railway station but hit the hotel opposite. The hotel was never rebuilt and there is now a new road past the station and through the grounds of the hotel. On another occasion we slept in the Anderson shelter in the maternal grandparents' back garden. Grandad grew nasturtiums on the roof. After the war there were still restrictions on beach access and there constant reminders of what mines looked like telling us to be careful and to report anything suspicious.
I was born in Kensington Road in 1954 to Derek and Reki Smith and was one of four children. We moved away in 1960`s but always returned as my grandparents all lived there. My dad's parents were Reg and Ida Smith (nee Cutts) who lived their married life in Stradbroke Road, Pakefield. Mum`s grandad was Frederick Bezant and her mum was Edna Jamieson (nee Bezant) who then remarried and was Edna Dines, they lived in Windsor Road, Lowestoft. The Cutts and Bezant family history stems from Suffolk, way back in history. When we were students in the 1970s we all spent many happy summer seasons working at "Tides Reach" on the Esplanade for Viv and Mabel Tallamey, happy times! My memories include the beautiful Kensington Gardens and the electric boats, the great beaches, how clean Lowestoft always was, walking along the prom, thinking nothing about walking from Pakefield to the South Pier (now we drive everywhere!), the great fish and chip shops (where have they gone?) and the Trowel and Hammer with its... Read more
Not exact on the dates but went to Lowestoft from Norwich on the steam train for our annual day out by the seaside. We saw the Punch & Judy, watched the men fish off the quay and went to the Kensington gardens (?) for a ride on the motor boats. There was then a long walk at the time to get back to the station after a lovely day out.
I went on holiday there when I was only 2. I still have photos somewhere.