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Caravan Holidays
Ahhh, glorious Penmaenmawr where I have spent some lovely holidays. The sunsets over the bay to Puffin are really something to see, the Fairy Glen and Dwygyfylchi pubs to stay awhile and drink in the atmosphere. The walks ...Read more
A memory of Penmaenmawr by
Caravan Holidays
I spent many summer holidays at Talacre in my Grandads 2 caravans in the late 40s and 50s. He had a large plot in the dunes, opposite was a very steep sand hill where we collected old bullet cases. Also just by it there was a ...Read more
A memory of Talacre
Caravan Holidays At Oliver Atkinson Fields Down Holmpton Road
Some of my happiest childhood memories are of the holidays the family spent at Withernsea, staying at my Grandmothers caravan. Her name was Clara Peat and my first visit would have ...Read more
A memory of Withernsea in 1956 by
Carefree Childhood Days
I grew up in the Winthorpe area & recall strolling along the Avenue on our way to the beach. Holding tightly to my mothers hand it was always an exciting adventure. Clutching my bucket & spade I impatiently tugged ...Read more
A memory of Skegness in 1963 by
Carnforth Lodge Lancaster Road
As a child in the 1960’s and 70’s I went several times with my family to visit Mrs Esther Pomfret (Auntie Ettie to us; she was a relation of my father's) at Carnforth Lodge, Lancaster Road. I don't think this is ...Read more
A memory of Carnforth by
Castle
I always go to the beach and I did when I was little and I remember a type of building on the beach opposite from the beach terrace cafe. I always thought it was castle ruins, it was made of big stones and it looked like it had ...Read more
A memory of Lytham St Anne's in 2005 by
Catching A Shark
I remember being on holiday in St Osyth. I was about 10 years old. In the 1950’s. We met a family and their son and I became friends during the holiday. The son was called Charles (Chas). His father caught a young shark. It lay on ...Read more
A memory of St Osyth by
Catching A Little Happiness !
My childhood was a very unhappy one from the age of 7 until I left home at age 19. I had a very abusive stepfather and a compliant stepmother and it is a wonder that I came away with any moments of joy to look back ...Read more
A memory of Hayling Island by
Charabanc Trips
Reading through other people's memories is a great delight, it stirred my own memories of past times. Eastleigh Baptist church ran regular day trips to Bournemouth, a pleasure for those who would probably never have seen the ...Read more
A memory of Bournemouth in 1948 by
Chelsfield, Worlds End Lane And Warren Road
The picture of Windsor Drive is so evocative for me. I spent the first 5 years of my life living with my parents in my grandmother's council house in Sandpit Road on the Downham Estate at the bottom of ...Read more
A memory of Chelsfield in 1953 by
Captions
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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.
Boat trips off Paignton beach gave toddlers much fun walking along the landing stages.
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.
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 less energetic can laze on a deckchair, hire a beach hut and watch the world go by.
A few bathing machines survive amongst the beach huts and changing tents.
Sandsend is just three miles along the sandy beach from Whitby.
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.
During the last half of the 20th century the beach at Charmouth became a mecca for the fossil hunter.
East Runton offered visitors the same spectacular cliff scenery and ample beaches as its close neighbour, Cromer, but less of the noise and bustle.
A cliff railway toils up and down the cliffside to help the bather gain access to the many miles of beach between Sandbanks and Hengistbury Head.
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.
Heavy surf on the beach at Porthtowan is not the place for smaller children, so this artificial pool was made among the rocks as a place for safe bathing. The water is refreshed at every high tide.
At the beginning of the last millennium, marauding Danes landed on these sandy beaches and put the village of Exmouth to fire and sword.
Its own beach is sandless and full of large pebbles, which seem to sing as the tides play across them. It gets its name from the salterns, or salt pans, used by the monks of nearby Otterton Priory.
This beach is far less crowded than those shown in the 1950s, the Indian Summer of the British seaside town.
Here we see St Mildred's Hotel and the beach, with Victorian ladies and children at play. Note the picnic hamper on the right.
A father and his son seem to be skimming stones in the right foreground on the beach, which probably marks the spot where the 'full ford' of the village's name once existed.
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.
A row of white beach huts trims the foot of the cliffs like a cuff. In the distance is Cromer pier.
The village becomes busy in the summer with visitors seeking Crantock Beach, which is a short distance away.
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