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Memories
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Beach
I was born in Torquay in June 1954 in Shrublands Hospital (can anybody remember that hospital, it was in the Warberrys). I left Torquay when I was 23 and came to live in London, my heart is still there. Who knows, I might retire back there. ...Read more
A memory of Torquay in 1860 by
Wartime Defences
The photo caption for this in the book states that there were girders and wires and mines on Lyme beach during the war. My father Gilbert Atterbury was Town Clerk from the mid thirties until the late fifties and fought the War ...Read more
A memory of Lyme Regis in 1940 by
Porthcawl
My husband and I used to work in the restaurant on the front at Coney Beach, it was a seasonal job. It had a self service, a silver service, and we did functions. Mr Williams and Mr Evans were managers then. We had all meals when we ...Read more
A memory of Porthcawl in 1966 by
Ann Levers Recollections For D C Dyson
My recollection is that Beech Cottage was up Beech Road off Pilling Lane near the school and Dyson's fruit and veg was a tiny shop on Pilling Lane and was run by an old gentleman called Dicky Dyson. We could buy 1/2d Spanish sweets if we had the money, and other junk, as we would call it now.
A memory of Fleetwood by
1969 I Lived In Sizewell And Grew Up There
I lived in Coastguard Cottages and used to play in the village with Tim Carl Pryior. Jack Fryer, Noal Cattermole, Willie Free, Paul harrison were the local fishermen, we used to wait for them to arrive on ...Read more
A memory of Sizewell in 1969
Porthcawl
My best memories of Porthcawl are when my gran (Mrs Gwen Ware) was alive, she lived at Elm Cottage, in New Road. I was very young in the early 1970s to the very early 1980s. Grampy used to take me to the park and Coney Beach, and every ...Read more
A memory of Porthcawl by
Training
I must have been one of the first on the training ship because I thought it was 1954 I was there, but if it is recorded as c1955 who am I to argue! I was there training for the merchant navy for about 12 weeks. I was the camp bugler ...Read more
A memory of Sharpness in 1955 by
A Holiday In South Street, Seahouses March 2004
A friend let me stay in her wee fisherman's cottage in Seahouses for an early holiday in March 2004. My wife Elizabeth and I drove up from our home in Watford through the unseasonal snow and we were ...Read more
A memory of Seahouses in 2004 by
School Camp
My husband Stan Waite went to this camp when he was in homes in Aberdare - Llucoed. They had entertainment; after breakfast we peeled potatoes to help with dinner, after which the tuck shop opened and we bought an ice-cream, 2-3 pennies. We played on the beach, had a good time.
A memory of Porthcawl by
Family And Friends 1942 To 1961
I was born Cramlington 1942, my sister 1940. l have some happy memories of Blyth, lived with mam and dad and sister Betty in Cowpen Row. Dad was in the army so did not see much of him then, when he came ...Read more
A memory of Blyth in 1964 by
Captions
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Below, a shingle beach with patches of pea-grit provides a spot for rest and relaxation between Raffey's Ledge and the Mouth Rocks, where the River Char enters the sea.
In common with the rest of this coastline, the sand dunes now constitute the major defence against incursion by the sea.
Its buildings range from Bay Cottage (near left), the Royal Standard, Sunnyholme, the Bonded Store, and the Coastguard Station to the old Cobb Arms (right).
Frith's photographer originally titled this as 'The Walk', which was the old Lyme name for the upper length of Marine Parade long into the 20th century.
One of the most important cross- village links, Gores Lane appears under one guise or another on all the oldest maps of Formby.
A classic west Dorset view, showing Seatown and Golden Cap which, at 618 feet above sea level, is the highest cliff on the South Coast of England.
'The Queen of Welsh resorts', Llandudno preserves much of its Victorian flavour, with its sweeping promenade faced by numerous hotels, its expanse of sands between the headlands of the Great and Little
'The sands', says the Frith title, but as you can see, central Morecambe has always had a pebble beach, especially at high tide.
They called the main railway line from Crewe to Glasgow the West Coast Main Line, but here at Hest Bank is the only spot where you can actually see the coast and the sea beyond.
This lively low-angle shot, virtually from ground level, looks north-eastwards along the Market Place and the northern side of East Street at its western end.
The London Evening News vendors' placards stridently announcing 'Mahon: Today's Evidence' reveal that this photograph was taken in the last weeks of July 1924.
The White Swan public house, first mentioned in 1722, stands on raised ground just beyond the beached punts to the left of centre.
Somewhere along this steeply-sloping, shingle beach the armoured legionaries from Julius Caesar's invading army waded ashore in 55BC.
Somewhere along this steeply-sloping, shingle beach the armoured legionaries from Julius Caesar's invading army waded ashore in 55BC.
During the 1920s and 30s, Worthing continued to rapidly expand.
So Essex can be seen as a county where the normal seems abnormal; where ordinariness rubs shoulders with surprises.
Today, all that remains of the Plume of Feathers is the stableyard, now used as garages, which can be seen from Tythings Court.
The bathing machines, the concert party stage, Punch and Judy, the newspaper and magazine stalls, the various hawkers, the organ grinders have gone.
Bideford was a busy little quay both for traffic up and down the Taw and Tamar rivers, and for general coasting trade between the north Devon and north Cornwall ports, the Bristol Channel and South
Over the years, the Parks Department has been responsible for many fine floral displays commemorating special events.
AS YOU JOURNEY eastwards from the sedate and literary little town of Lyme Regis towards the sandy beaches and urban sprawl of Bournemouth, you become aware that this beautiful Dorset coast has been
ONE of the great joys of Exmouth is its beautiful setting, caught magnificently between the sea, the long Exe estuary and the wilder countryside of heath and cliff that so defines east Devon, offering
THE golden sands have always been one of Margate's main attractions and have given the resort an advantage over the more common shingle beaches of South-East England.
During the Georgian and Regency eras most visitors came to Margate for their health and the sea bathing.
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