The Blue Lagoon

A Memory of Severn Beach.

I can remember waiting at Ashley Down Station for the steam train; towels,swim suits and picnic in big beach bags. The journey was an adventure every time, the smell of the smoke and the old carriages. Pushing your head out of the window with a a leather strap to keep it open. Feeling the wind in your hair, mum nagging about getting things in your eyes! The excitement as the train pulls into the station the sound of the steam hissing from the engine. It was always sunny, well that's how I remember it. It was a race to get to the pool first so you could claim your spot. I have fond memories of this pool, the bright blue painted bottom and the walls surrounding it, the sounds of happy children as they pluck up the courage to dip their toes into the freezing water, the hard rough concrete under your feet. Shivering, covered with goose pimples as you try and dry yourself under a very rough towel. Great memories of great days out! It is so sad it is no longer there!!