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Best Years Of My Life
I have wonderful memories of Methilhill, I am a part of the wonderful bonar, duffy mears waters michie leitch mcgill gran bonar was our head and was dearly loved and adored by all the family. we played carefree round ...Read more
A memory of Methilhill in 1965 by
That's Not Sandy Cove
That's the beach at Combe Martin, Sandy Cove is round the coast from there. In 1965 I was living in that building you can see in the middle of the picture. Note from Editor: Thank you for the information - we are now changing our records.
A memory of Combe Martin in 1965 by
Parrakeet
Hello everyone, I've read memories about Cliftonville and the Parrakeet and suddenly my heart start jumping, going back of about 50 years, and still remembering - that's not bad! My name is Giovanni but everybody used to call me ...Read more
A memory of Cliftonville in 1965 by
Fond Memory Of Seaton
In about 1965 I hitchiked from Yorkshire with a friend down to Plymouth, we went on a small ferry then along a coast road and ended up in Seaton. We camped there for about a week and met two girls. We used to go to cafe on ...Read more
A memory of Downderry in 1965 by
Does Anyone Have Any Photos Of The Old Iron Bridge In Hunstanton
Hi, Does anyone have any pictures of the old iron bridge that crossed South Beach Road? It was next to the house that is adjacent to the roundabout near what is now Tesco. If ...Read more
A memory of Hunstanton in 1965 by
Happiest Holidays Of My Life
Year after year my family had our summer holidays in Jaywick Sands, we used to stay in the same small chalet in Meadow Way, Jaywick Sands. How we all used to fit in there I'll never know. It had tiny windows, an ...Read more
A memory of Jaywick in 1965 by
Never Shall You Forget
Not a week goes by when I do not think about Whitby, the lure of Saltwick Bay is like a magnet. The moment you drive down the narrow lane that leads to the cliff tops and the club house, you start to feel a sense of ...Read more
A memory of Saltwick Bay in 1965 by
The Old Rectory, Now Called
It was Dec 1965, and my sister Ellen Blackham and I sailed to England from Perth, Western Australia, to spend time with my sister Doris Whitby. Doris and her husband Roy had purchased The Old Rectory in the late 1950s. ...Read more
A memory of Asfordby in 1965 by
Antique Shop
When I was 5 years old my Mum and Dad sold everything and we sailed by cargo ship back to England from Montreal Quebec. We settled in Robin Hoods Bay as my grandma Phylis Timbrell owned and operated the Antique Shop along ...Read more
A memory of Robin Hood's Bay in 1965 by
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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.
The Victorian school stands on the cliff top above the natural inlet where fishing boats and a trading boat are beached.
During the last half of the 20th century the beach at Charmouth became a mecca for the fossil hunter.
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.
We are looking in the opposite direction from 72955 (pages 52-53) along the Esplanade, with the tower of the town church of Holy Trinity to the left of the clock tower.
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 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.
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.
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.
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.
1925 saw a part of the south green made into a bowling green, and three years later a rather rough, but functional putting- green was made next to it.
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.
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