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Holidaymakers and day trippers have been drawn to the sandy beach at the mouth of the Seaton valley.

When we contrast this view with the one taken in 1901, the bathing machines have gone, to be replaced by chang- ing tents and the long lines of beach huts.

Disturbed water at the cliff base indicates the power and force of the seas as they surge into the bay and crash against the beach.

The tram lift saves a long, tiring climb to the top of the hill.

A big sea is running into the famous cove, as if to emphasise the rugged grandeur of the west coast of the Lizard.

The sea walls still show some resemblance to the walls of a jetty. By the 1950s, visitors to the beach were mainly from the numerous caravan sites in the area.

Rather curiously, the High Street turns sharp right at this road junction, and heads down to the beach. The road in the centre distance is the Coast Road to Redcar.

Up to the Second World War, Bacton remained a sleepy fishing hamlet.

A path leads from the tiny village across the fields to low cliffs above this quiet beach.

With fewer people about on a less sunny day, the three tiers of the sea front are clearer to see, with the road and pavement to the left separated from the wide Promenade below by trim hedges.

The bathing machines are doing good business. In the 1720s, it was the custom for those 'taking the waters' to bathe in the sea.

The acres and acres of superb sand are what make these Lincolnshire coastal resorts such a pleasure; I remember donkey rides here, and indeed my daughters have also ridden the Skegness donkeys in the past

This is a good view of one of the few places with access to a good beach for many miles of slate coast, although even then the sand is covered at high tide. Gull Rock is offshore.

Today, behind the tents and huts to the right there is a massice holiday camp development.

A typical scene on many of the beaches in the area: bathing machines are lined up along the water's edge waiting for customers.

A mixture of near-derelict and beached craft gives this working slipway an untidy appearance that will certainly have been at odds with the fact that the majority of the boats represented someone's

As we move further eastwards, the vista concludes with this dramatic portrayal of Penarth Head and its cliffs.

East of Southend, the Thames meets the North Sea at Shoeburyness and its long journey ends.

Known today for its caravan parks and the long sandy beach of Black Rock sands, Morfa Bychan, just west of Porthmadog, was long celebrated for the story of Dafydd Garreg-Wen, the blind harpist, known for

Mount Pleasant Inn still stands above the marshlands of Dawlish Warren, though it has changed somewhat since this photograph was taken.

Again, the Tower is conspicuous by its absence in this view of the Palatine Hotel. Built close to both the railway station and beach, it quickly became a successful family hotel.

With the return of peace, people could again enjoy seaside holidays and once more flocked to the Lancashire resorts.

The foundation stone of the chapel (left) was laid in 1910. The end of the next house is made up of alternate courses of brick and beach pebbles.

Let's go home before the storm! The Lincolnshire coast is well known for its sandy beaches, and Mablethorpe and Sutton on Sea are outstanding, as this photograph shows.