Nostalgic memories of Happisburgh'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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My brother Joc lived in Cockleshell, Church Lane, on the Bush Estate in Eccles-on-Sea. I went for holidays and one of the first places we went to was the beach, from where we could see the Happisburgh Lighthouse to the north. There was also a lovely duck pond on the estate, and some very nice homes and caravans. We rose at 7am each morning and went to the beach for a good bracing walk. I loved every ...see more
In the 1960's we as a family always holidayed in a caravan at Happisburgh. At that time there were lows on the beach which were lovely for the children to paddle and play in. They were warm most of the time and shallow in parts so they were quite safe. After the groins were put in place the lows disappeared and it was such a shame. The beach was never the same. We had a caravan until moving to Happisburgh ...see more
My family stayed in a bungalow in Happisburgh for a couple of years in about 1950. The name of the bungalow was RED HAVEN. It was a lovely place to holiday, with a gorgeous view of the sea. These were the best holidays of my childhood at Happisburgh. I am now 72 but it only seems like yesterday, wonderful memories. Now the sea has eaten the land away, but the memory will never go. Mike Noon.