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The village cottages and houses crowd down to the river, surrounded by luxuriant vegetation. St Peter's Church stands guardian on its knoll.

This photograph looks down the High Street towards St Ives' Parish Church. The High Street remains the main entranceway to the older part of St Ives, and is an important shopping street.

There is a sad epitaph to John Chubb in the churchyard, who died young in 1784: 'Death like an overflowing stream sweeps us away: Our life's a dream: An empty tale: A morning flower cut down and withered

From there, the Kennet & Avon Canal plunges down 29 locks to the valley below. This one is on the edge of town, close to the old prison.

Beyond, the elegant town houses that once had rear gardens down to the river can be picked out through the trees.

A train approaches the down platform of this station on the Horsham to Guildford Railway, which opened in 1865 and is long since closed.

The small rural hamlet of Corey's Mill, now completely absorbed into the New Town of Stevenage, was once dominated by its windmill, which burnt down in 1878.

In the days when trading wherries plied their way up and down the rivers, transporting goods from the sea ports, or from one town to another, Beccles was a thriving port.

On Bridge Street, J T Jeffery's shop was later pulled down to accommodate the extension to the post office.

Looking down the High Street towards the river and Salutation Square.

It shows clearly the steps down onto the shingle beach, together with the boats drawn up in time- honoured fashion. Part of the pier can be seen.

This wonderful range of 17th-century thatched timber-framed cottages sweeps down the Tring Road towards the clock tower.

The photographer has moved slightly further back down the road to take in the whole of the Market Stores, no doubt for a picture postcard of the time.

Looking down Barn Street towards the spire of St Martin's Church, the Bethesda Baptist Chapel can be seen on the right.

The road here winds down towards the sea, past the church of All Saints, with its decorative wrought-iron arch. Behind the church is an attached farm and tithe barn.

In narrow alleys leading down to the river, similar to the one depicted here, there was an abundance of small taverns and public houses catering for the working man.

Behind, rows of bathing machines are ready to wheel modest bathers down to the water's edge.

Staines's High Street leads down towards this bridge over the Thames. The three-arched structure was designed by George Rennie and opened by King William IV in the 1830s.

Oh, how we love to make sand castles just so that our children can knock then down or jump on them. Here we have only two more to go! The cannon would not have been much use in 1940.

The Parish of Christ Church stretches down to Baker Street and Alfred Street, where the school and church hall were built.

Familiar to many, the church nestles in the shelter of the South Downs. Large horse chestnuts now break the roof line but the cottages still lie tranquil within the church's reach.

This view looks down on the hillside villas from the road which winds up to the Temple Hotel, which dates from the 1760s.

There was once a railway running down the middle of this street and around the corner at the end. It went to Westward Ho! and Appledore, and ran for sixteen years, closing in March 1917.

Neither the promenade nor the gardens by it have been built, and the stone facing of the railway embankment slopes right down to the beach.