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Lower Largo, the Harbour c1965
Lower Largo, the Harbour c1965 Ref: L234307
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Year: 1955
Childhood holidays
We spent three years in perfect holidaying mood in Mrs Greig's caravan, the first time ever having a jelly mould, 1955!!!. Caravan site run by the Philps, had Yates round salted butter every day on our rolls, had fruit in our caravan and loved going to the post office for toys. Went on the boat out to sea, mum wasn't happy as they stopped to pick up balloons and bottles in the bay. We had visitors every day as it was only 20 miles from Dunfermline, the best time ever was at night when everyone was going to toilets, and shouting and speaking to each other. We always loved going down the steps, to where the double deckers had been changed to caravans, but never got into them yet!!! Cliff you have got a lot to answer for. So after Mrs Greig's caravan, we actually got the first chalet at Lower Largo, electric, thunderstorms, and me under the bed. Still loved it all. Didn't get a holiday after that for four years, then moved to St. Monance as it was called then. Another story begins, Who remembers Mrs. Guthrie's Bakery and her caravans? Last edited: 27/05/2008 09:54 by Isobel Laing |
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Year: 1952
Happy Holiday Times
My childhood holidays were spent each year at Lower Largo from 1952 until 1960. Mum, Dad and I lodged with a family called Robertson where we had a room and meals cooked for us by Mrs Robertson. Every year the same families from all over came to Lower Largo at the same time so we always had lots of friends to meet each year again! Our journey from Edinburgh was on the train over the Forth Bridge which seemed the most exciting thing to do and if we stayed for more than two weeks my father would catch the train in Station Road - travel to Edinburgh and then return to us each day after work. Many happy days were spent on the beach early in the morning searching the sea pools and rocks with my father using a crab clique to search for crabs, starfishes etc and fishing in the quaint harbour near the Crusoe Hotel - we often walked along the beach to Leven and returned for an ice cream at the Jubilee Cafe. A special treat would be a visit to the little cinema at Lundin Links and then chips on the way home. We had so many happy memories that my family returned with my two small children in the early 1980's where we rented a house a few houses away from the Church - just as I did, my children loved their holiday there. I now have a baby grandson and who knows - I probably will treat him to Lower Largo as well in the near future..... Last edited: 26/06/2007 15:23 by Grace Loudon |
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Year: 1957
Childhood Holidays
My gran bought 3 caravans in 1957 which were on the caravan site at Lower Largo. My parents, brother, me, my aunt, my uncle and their 2 children all spent all our holidays there - summer, easter, bank hols, etc. Us children practically spent our whole summer there. When I started work in 1960, my mum and brother still stayed at Largo during the 5/6 weeks of the summer hols, and the working adults (me, dad, grandad and uncle) travelled from Glasgow at weekends. It had so much. There was the seaside right in front of us, there was the countryside all around us, with wooded areas to explore. Lower Largo was a lovely wee fishing village, with a pier, and we could pop on the bus to the town of Leven. On the last day of our hols my dad and I would get up about 6.30am, walk along the beach from Largo to Leven, buy a breakfast and bus it home. Wonderful. It was a terrific childhood and my brother and I still love the place to bits. We can only now manage the odd day there - as we both now live in Bournemouth - and are in our 50s and 60s respectively. The caravan site is now gone, and in its place there is a small housing complex. There are changes, but not too many thank goodness. God bless Lower Largo. PS The 1 photo Frith has of Lower Largo is dated 1965, right in the middle of the time we would have been holidaying there. Last edited: 30/11/2006 18:22 by Maureen Drake |
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Year: 1960
Kennoway... it's where I grew up.
There's a small collection of memories and information included in my web site at www.an-alien-affair.com I reckon it's worth a visit as I've included several bits of info' that most people are quite unaware of. Then there's me, of course. Kennoway is unique and steeped in history that goes back as far as the dawn of christianity, and much, much further. The evidence is in the Den and the surrounding fields. I'm planning to write a novel based on my own life and experiences, a book that will revive lost memories for many and rekindle the feelings of a forgotten yesteryear. I've already got a title for it... which is, 'The Lampost At No61'. Watch this space. Posted: 28/07/2008 22:41 by Gordon Mackay |
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Year: 1958
Summer holidays
My granny lived in a bungalow along the Kennoway road. Every summer during the fifties was spent there. Fond memories are of walking down to the cross roads to buy fresh morning rolls and the Beano or Dandy. Later we would buy icecream cones from one of the icecream parlours, I think there were three. We used to walk along the railway line (not the main line) and catch trout in the burn. One of the highlights of our holiday was to go to the links fairs at St. Andrews and Kirkaldy. There was a bench next to granny's house and old men with bonnets would sit and chat, to this day I think one of them was grandpa Broon! I'm nearly sixty but these memories of Windygates are still with me. Last edited: 13/06/2008 11:23 by David Mcgregor |
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