Lavernock, The Beach c.1965
Photo ref: L279092
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Photo ref: L279092
Photo of Lavernock, The Beach c.1965

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A Selection of Memories from Lavernock

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Lavernock

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Bear Bum Bay as it was unusually known by my family for generations was a regular haunt by my family as long as I can remember. I have a photo of my grandfather with his parents at the beach taken in the 1920s in all their finest, with the pebble beach packed. I personally remember still going there in the late 1970s by which time it was more or less deserted. I even remember swimming there on ...see more
I was 10 years old when I visited the hotel run by my father's cousin George Appleton. We were visiting from Cape Town South Africa. I virtually had the beach to myself during that time and had a wonderful time exploring, ever mindful however of the tides that came in and out. A magical time of fantasy and discoveries.
It is quite possible that the the little boy to the right in this picture is me at age six. My family used to stay at a friend's caravan in the park above the cliffs. During the summers of 1954 through 1958 we stayed there most weekends in the summer and even a few in the spring and autumn. St. Mary's Well Bay was not a good beach, a lot of rock and bladderwrack seaweed, which does give a satisfying ...see more