Nostalgic memories of Cayton Bay's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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I visited wallisis several times in the seventeees when i was a young boy staying in a caravan with my mam dad two sisters and my nana. I remember the old gas lights and the bucket under the caravan to drain the washing up water into , the shower and toilet blocks we had to share with the rest of the camp.it was at walisis i first discovered what i call the double bikes you could rent for an hour hour . the stage 3 ...see more
We stayed in a caravan at the camp in the 1950s Had to scramble down a very steep dirt track to the beach
My name is now Marie Moore but my maiden name was Jeeves. Memories of Cayton Bay 1960s to 70s will stay with me forever, my nannan, mam and her 2 sisters all had their own caravans on Wallis's Holiday Camp, our caravan number was 224, it was on the top field across from the big house on the corner of Cayton Lane then but later got moved further down the field for some reason, mam and her sisters were all next to ...see more
I have lots of fond memories of Cayton Bay as a child in the late 1960s/70s, the only place we knew and loved. Mam had a caravan there, following in her mam's footsteps. We loved to get there in the school holidays, even the 3 hour journey there with all us kids taking turns to share the sick bucket didn't put us off going. We all crammed in my Uncle Bill's car, God knows how we all fitted in but ...see more
There used to be a cafe on the concrete landing at the beach in the late 1960s, early 1970s. Mum took the donkeys to the beach, up and down the Pumping Station Rd in the 1950s, Wallis's was a very busy place, mum has told me that Mr Wallis owned a T.V shop before buying the camp and he asked her granddad to be his partner, his name was Hanson, but he declined his offer. They were local dairy farmers, ...see more
How strange to see cows on this picture. I remember lots and lots of sheep. The highlight of our walk across the main road and down the steep path to the beach (often through a layer of fog which blotted out the sun when you got there!) was to make baaing noises and wait for the reply!