The Windmill, Entrance to Promenade c1955, Paignton
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Paignton & local memories
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Cream Tea Festival in Paignton
Saturday, April 19th was "Morris Day" on Paignton Green and a celebration of all things Morris. More than 150 Morris dancers from all over the country demonstrated this traditional and colourful form of folk dancing in a marquee on the Esplanade.
Among the many dancers were Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers from Combeinteignhead who performed half a dozen morris dances in the "North West" clog tradition for 20 minutes or so - accompanied by their band of melodeons, accordians and drums. Although it was very poor weather, a great many people crowded into the marquee to watch and listen to the performances - and also to enjoy the craft fair and beer tent!
Sadly it was just too wet and windy to venture outside to enjoy a walk on the sea front or along the pier. However, the lovely music and dancing made it a memorable day out.
Marriage Between Ivy Alice Gillard to Robert Alexander Bent
This date Oct 6th, in 1945, while serving in the RCAF, I was married to Ivy Gillard in this olden church. It was a bright sunny day. Ivy came to Canada with our daughter Barbara in October of 1946. She loved Canada very much, and even though she returned to her homeland on a few occasions, she was truly a Canadian. Ivy was taken from us in 1979 at age 56. She was born with a defective heart. It will always ben the second most important date in my life. My birth was of course the first. I loved Paignton while there. God Bless you all.
Paignton Was my Crucible 1947
My mother gave life to me in Paignton hospital (now a hospice I believe) in July of this year (1947) and I spent much of my early years in and around this lovely little town. Not so lovely or little now but still grand to me. My memories of Paignton are too many and various to account for them all but one or two will do for now. We lived at various times in Conway Road, in Headland Park Road, Preston, in a house called Poldhu, and up at Marldon in a lovely detatched house called Hilcot. My sister and I were pupils at the Sacred Heart convent school in Cecil Road and as we often attended the church there, in later life I became for a while an altar boy, a duty for which I dont think I was well suited. My enduring memory of that school, apart that is from the 'orrible school meals, is writing an essay called "Lost in the Snow", which my teacher liked so much... Read more
Loyal Order of Moose
I would very much like to catch up with any members of the L O o M from the Paignton branch of that time, also any members of the Federation of Master Builders Torbay branch of which I was president in the mid 70s, in particular Joe Beaglehole, Ron Upham & Stan Archer and the many others that I knew.
Tony
