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Evacuation To Combpyne
My sister Margaret and I (nee Rayner) were evacuated to the home and caring of a friend Olive Tuck who had a cottage next to a farm just out of Combpyne. Across the fields where we were allowed to play, was the path to ...Read more
A memory of Rousdon in 1942 by
Family Holidays
We had many happy family holidays at Polzeath. We always stayed in a bungalow above Tristram Cliff and could walk down across the fields to the beach. In the early days cars were not confined to the area at the top of the beach and ...Read more
A memory of Polzeath in 1960 by
Growing Up At Coombe Place
My family and I moved to a bungalow at Coombe Place in 1960. My father, Walter Motley, took up the post of farm manager on this 100 acre dairy farm with a herd of Jersey cattle. Coombe Place is set on the side of the South ...Read more
A memory of Offham in 1960 by
1962 Vacation &Nbsp; 1968
It was the year before I married that my husband to be and myself went on a vacation to Weymouth. We had a lovely time, the weather was just glorious for us. We always said that when we married we would revisit Weymouth. ...Read more
A memory of Weymouth in 1962 by
Raf Tern Hill And St Josephs College
From 1946 till 1951 we lived at RAF Tern Hill and every day my brother and I travelled by bus (Butters Bus Company as I remember!). We were dropped off near the lovely ivy-covered hotel in the square, and ...Read more
A memory of Market Drayton by
I Am A Beach Boy
I was born in July 1942 at 2 Church Road ,the youngest of eight children,the time I remember best is around 1952,being a kid in the Beach then was brilliant,so many things to do, Boating Lake,Minature Railway,Swimming ...Read more
A memory of Severn Beach in 1952 by
Childhood Memories In The Mumbles
I was born in London, but my Mother came from the Mumbles, so several times a year we took the train from Paddington on our journey to Swansea. With a large family of grandparents, aunts, uncles and cousins, ...Read more
A memory of Mumbles, The by
Childhood Memories
In August 1939 I came to Roadwater from Kingston, Surrey to stay with my grandparents for my summer school holidays. My grandmother's name was Eva Morse and my grandfather's Rupert Morse. At that time they lived in a house ...Read more
A memory of Roadwater in 1930 by
Seafront Bungalow
I remember staying here with my parents sister and cousin must have been about 1950. I would have been about 6 or 7. Seem to remember a sort of sunroom located at the front where us kids slept in makeshift beds made up from ...Read more
A memory of Southwold
Fairfield House Boarding School
I was at Fairfield House Broadstairs boarding school early 60’s. I remember Mrs Ansell. Lovely lady. Mary Kennedy, Wendy Giles, Diane, Jasmine Raybold. We had a visit from Lady Mountbatten. I stayed up late in the ...Read more
A memory of Broadstairs by
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The West Pentire Hotel is a conspicuous landmark in this otherwise bleak view across fields to the sea beyond Crantock Beach, with East Pentire Point on the right.
However, many visitors love the charm of this fishing village with its unspoiled beach, pleasant inns and occasional antique fairs.
However, many visitors love the charm of this fishing village with its unspoiled beach, pleasant inns and occasional antique fairs.
Poorly compacted, and composed of glacial drift, the cliffs of the north Norfolk coast have been compared to 'dirty tallow', being unstable and liable to erosion.
Because of the unstable nature of the cliffs above Bournemouth's beaches, many of the buildings were built at a distance from the cliff edge.
A good study of a 1950s beach. There are no shadows, and most of the holidaymakers are well wrapped up. The chap in the braces (left) does not look particularly warm.
The Victorian school stands on the cliff top above the natural inlet where fishing boats and a trading boat are beached.
A family of youngsters enjoy a spot of shrimping on the beach. On the skyline in the background is the parish church of the Holy Trinity, consecrated just 40 years earlier in 1853.
East Runton offered visitors the same spectacular cliff scenery and ample beaches as its close neighbour, Cromer, but less of the noise and bustle.
Plymouth never quite achieved the status of being a major seaside resort, though tourists have always bathed from its beaches and promenaded across the famous Hoe.
Very few parts of the town are far from the beach.
Plymouth never quite achieved the status of being a major seaside resort, though tourists have always bathed from its beaches and promenaded across the famous Hoe.
Totland Bay is a good starting point for a long coastal ramble past The Needles to Alum Bay - some of the most dramatic coastal scenery in England.
Sandsend is just three miles along the sandy beach from Whitby.
Southbourne retains a great deal of its original charm, despite being swallowed up by the bustling metropolis of Bournemouth.
The lane from Port Isaac descends the cliffside to its neighbouring harbour, also once important for fishing, and a place where sailing vessels were beached to be loaded with Delabole slates.
Here we see a quiet scene in the centre of a village that has become overwhelmed by post-war bungalow developments and surrounded by caravan and camping parks.
One man and his dog stand looking out to sea (bottom centre) on the sandy beach at Cayton Bay, south of Scarborough.
While most people imagine lifeboats generally to be launched from slipways, Aldeburgh lifeboats such as the 'Winchester' have always been launched straight from the shingle beach.
A pleasure boat crowded to the gunwales chugs serenely up the river at Fulford, just south of York on the Ouse.
This beach is far less crowded than those shown in the 1950s, the Indian Summer of the British seaside town.
At the beginning of the last millennium, marauding Danes landed on these sandy beaches and put the village of Exmouth to fire and sword.
Budleigh Salterton stands to the west of the silted estuary of the River Otter. Its own beach is sandless and full of large pebbles, which seem to sing as the tides play across them.
Here we see St Mildred's Hotel and the beach, with Victorian ladies and children at play. Note the picnic hamper on the right.
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