Nostalgic memories of Hunstanton's local history
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Displaying Memories 11 - 19 of 19 in total
Hi,
Does anyone have any pictures of the old iron bridge that crossed South Beach Road? It was next to the house that is adjacent to the roundabout near what is now Tesco. If your photo includes this house that would be fantastic. The house is now in my ownership and I would love to know more about its past if you can help.
Thanks,
Martin.
Can anyone tell me the name of the couple who did the scales and heart beat etc on the prom near the Kit Kat, they were certainly a must for most day trippers. I wish I had their stall.
Phyllis Papworth was one of the several sisters who were about when this great flood and tempest happened - I think she was a little older than me, as I remember Jennifer in my class, and Susan was younger.O nly one of the sisters survived the flood - she was staying with a friend, but the rest of her family were lost. Jennifer was a very pretty girl in our class,a nd was distinguished by a pronounced dimple.
Does anyone have any memories about the 1953 floods? My aunt Phyliss Papworth and her daughters Suzanne, Jennifer and Patricia who lived in South Beach Road all drowned, but her other daughter Janet was at a birthday party at a house near where Manor Park caravans are now, and was safe from the floods. I wasn't born until 1958 so I only know what my mother told me about her sister Phyliss. My mum died in 1990 ...see more
My father helped out Caledonian House and my mother was an usherette at the Picture House in Hunstanton. My grandmother Cecilia (Cissy) and her husband Eddie ran Caledonian House and also had a garage behind it where my dad did help out occasionally. My grandmother ran Caledonian House for some while until her roots took her further afield to Wales. Dad then went to work for Skip Searle in the early 50s and ...see more
I remember the railway station well, I used to travel to King's Lynn nearly every week with my mum when my dad worked for the conservancy board as a coxwain on the pilot cutter. Can anyone remember the iron bridge that went across the tracks? We used to go over there to get to the Blue Lagoon swimming pool. After it was demolished our school used the pool on Manor Park. I can also remember the old gas ...see more
I worked with the ponies and donkies in the mid to late 1960s. Sometimes we would take them home to their field via Seagate Road, there would be about 4 or 5 of us riding ponies and the donkies would follow but quite often they would stop and chomp on people's flowers, especially roses. They would lean over the walls and tuck in, many a time someone would come out and shout at us. Sometimes if the ...see more
I worked and lived at the Golden Lion Hotel, beginning when I was 19, fresh out of Westminster Hotel School, when I was a trainee/assistant manager there from 1959-63 or 64, with the exception of the winter of 1962/63 when I worked in a luxury hotel in Munich, for the experience. My German friend, Reinhardt Willner, a waiter in Munich, came back with me (a mistake) and worked in the restaurant at the Golden Lion. He ...see more
My Uncle Burt and Aunty May had a shellfish stall in Hunstanton on the sea front by the old red sea mine. I would only have been a mere youngster then. I can remember going with my Uncle Burt Wells to Wells-Next-to-Sea to pick up the bags of cockles for the stall. I can remember the Kit Kat Club down Seagate Road. My Uncle Burt and Aunty May lived down Seagate Road. I lived in Waveney Road ...see more