Beeston Regis

Read and share memories of Beeston Regis and Norfolk inspired by Frith photos

Whitethorn Morris at the Sheringham Lobster Potty Morris Dance Festival

Each year on the first Saturday in July there is a splendid festival of dancing, music and singing held at Sheringham. I have been to this festival twice in recent years as the band leader of Whitethorn Morris.

Along with other musicians and dancers in our team we camped right next to the sea on the Beeston Regis Caravan Site. Nearby there were scores of rabbits grazing the camping fields, and as we walked to and fro between Beeston Regis and Sheringham we passed whole fields of red poppies.

There was a procession around the town on the Saturday afternoon while the local police closed the streets to traffic, and later in the evening we went ...read more here
Contributed by John Howard Norfolk

Whitethorn Morris at the Sheringham Lobster Potty Morris Dance Festival

Each year on the first Saturday in July there is a splendid festival of dancing, music and singing held at Sheringham. I have been to this festival twice in recent years as the band leader of Whitethorn Morris.

Along with other musicians and dancers in our team we camped right next to the sea on the Beeston Regis Caravan Site. Nearby there were scores of rabbits grazing the camping fields, and as we walked to and fro between Beeston Regis and Sheringham we passed whole fields of red poppies.

There was a procession around the town on the Saturday afternoon while the local police closed the streets to traffic, and later in the evening we went ...read more here
A memory of Beeston Regis contributed by John Howard Norfolk

the bishop family of rosebury re rose

My name was Donna Bishop when I lived with my parents, Sgt Frank Bishop and Jeanette. We were stationed  at Sulthorpe air force base, but we rented a house from Mr. and Mrs. Sainty. Our house was supposed to be haunted. I remember Susan and Alison Sainty, they were our next door neighbors and friends. My sister Brenda and I attended a school nearby and we took the bus.  My 1st class teacher was Miss Pocock, and then my 2nd class teacher was Mrs. Smith. Mr Chestney was the school headmaster. My family was in that horrible flood that almost demolished Holland, and this flood did a lot of damage to our area where we lived. I saved up and with ...read more here
A memory of West Runton contributed by donna barringer

The Beach

When I look at these old photos, Sheringham has not changed that much, it's very strange though seeing the old Grand Hotel.  I used to take the ponies round the roundabout as a young child to earn money during the summer. The water trough is still there but full of flowers instead of horses' noses.
A memory of Sheringham contributed by Claire Williamson