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Year: 1947
Vacation
Cannot remember to much of this vacation as I was only 4 years old at the time. But as I was growing up Mum used to talk a lot about this holiday and only recently I was looking through some old snap shots and I came across one taken sitting on a wall with my Dad I presume it was the Promanade in Heysham. Mum always wrote on the back of the photo saying the place they were taken. Posted: 15/04/2008 04:47 by Brenda Vanderwert |
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Year: 1961
Heysham Towers
Morecambe Bay Holiday Camp, aka Heysham Towers, in the early sixties as a teenager. The Towers were owned by the Holdens, I especially remember Derek and Jean. We were roused by the 'phantom buglar' and didn't have a minute to spare until 'Goodnight Campers'. We danced to Norman Robinson's band, and Jack Winston playing the organ. The activities were organised by Reg Kerr and Jimmy MacHugh. We had some good times in the 'Nip Inn'. Sometimes we would go into the village to drink Mrs Holmes' nettle beer or have delicious knickerbocker glories at the tea gardens opposite St Peter's Church. Such happy times, never forgotten. Sadly, the towers are gone, but the memory lingers on. Last edited: 03/03/2008 10:25 by Kathleen Wilson |
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childhood 60s memeoreis
I have fond memories of Heysham as a child, during the 1960s, drinking nettle beer with my brother and sisters. My auntie Hilda and uncle Billy lived in Ulverston, and my uncle worked at the ICI works, I think it was Half Moon Bay, we used to go and sit on the rocks while my uncle used to bring us our dinner which I presume he got from the works. I've not been back to Heysham since being a child. I'm now 57 years old and will be going back in the summer maybe its all changed now but nevertheless I'll go to see and relive some of my childhood. PS I remember once going aboard a destroyer to have a look round I got pictures somewhere so would like to add them soon. Last edited: 28/03/2007 17:14 by John Midgley |
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![]() Morecambe, Winter Gardens c1955 (ref: M94057) |
Year: 1955
morecambe musical festival
From 1952 to 1959, aged 9 to 16 and at Morecambe Grammar School, I played the piano in the solo classes at the Morecambe Musical Festival - a premier event in the calendar of the Winter Gardens. It brought in thousands of people during the week; choirs, brass bands and soloists from Scotland, Yorkshire, Lancashire, Wales etc. with all their supporters, as well as local talent. If I won my classes during the week I would appear in the grand finals on the Saturday evening and I still have all the certificates to prove it! Very daunting for a young person in that magnificent theatre and on that enormous stage. Every few years I come back and remember the Winter Gardens as it used to be in those halcyon days of the 50's. How it has all changed, especially as I had a tour round the old theatre a couple of years ago and saw how much decay had set in. I went on to Manchester University to gain a music degree and still regard the Winter Gardens as a very large stepping stone on the way to my career as a professional pianist. The Winter Gardens - and Ballroom - will never be the same again, as neither will Morecambe itself, but I hope the limited restoration project for the theatre is successful. It deserves a new lease of life since I think it was once the largest theatre between London and Scotland with a capacity of 7000 if you included the Ballroom, on the right of your photograph, sadly now demolished. May it always be remembered for what it was and for all the famous (and not-so-famous!) stars who trod the boards there. Posted: 29/11/2007 20:49 by Ian Gerrard |
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![]() Lancaster, County Asylum 1891 (ref: 28606) |
Year: 1958
chapel
Each week, as a 15 - 16 year-old, I used to cycle from Morecambe on a Sunday morning for an organ lesson at the chapel of the Moor Hospital. It was uphill there and downhill home. My teacher was the organist there, also Director of Music at LRGS, and my lesson started after the Sunday morning service. As I progressed I was allowed to play the recesssional after the service. Every few years I come back to look at that magnificant building (the Annex) and think of all those thousands of people, staff and patients, who kept that sanctuary alive - a city within a city - which care within the community cannot now hope to replicate. I regret its demise and the safe haven it provided for so many people. Posted: 24/04/2008 22:34 by Ian Gerrard |
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