The photograph in front of the Post Office, showing the Morris Oxford Estate car that used to sell newspapers, magazines, and sweets along The Warren and other holiday camps back in the 1960's was my father, Les Chorlton. My brother, and sister, and myself, used to take it in turn to accompany him each morning during the (...Read full memory)

I remember being at Coed Bell Cemetery and playing amongst the graves or picking Blundell in the woods beyond.