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St Marys Convalescent Home Broadstairs
I was at St. Marys convalescent home in 1956 when I was 9 years old and I would like to speak to any other people who stayed there to share our memories. Some of my memories are vivid others quite hazy. It ...Read more
A memory of Broadstairs in 1956 by
St Mary's Home, Broadstairs, Summer, 1956.
I spent a few weeks at the now long gone St Mary's Children's Convalescent Home overlooking the sea in Broadstairs, Kent. In the summer of 1956, when I was nine years old and my name was David Welsh, I was ...Read more
A memory of Broadstairs in 1956 by
St Josephs Home Holidays
The children of St. Joseph's Patricroft, Eccles, spent their summer holidays at Freshfield. The girls would stay at "Vaughan House" on Victoria Rd the boys at a priest training college nearby. When the weather was suitable ...Read more
A memory of Freshfield in 1950 by
St James' Road
I lived at number 14 from 1952 until about 1961. I used to walk to the post office, run by a Mr Green, to get my Mum's cigarettes and sometimes in the summer an homemade ice lolly, a square of lemon ice on a stick. As a brownie we ...Read more
A memory of Isle of Grain
St Abbs
My name is Lynda Drew (nee Howarth). I remember St Abbs very fondly. In fact I have very great memories of the best holiday I can remember. My father, Stanley Howarth, was stationed at Coldingham with the RAF for a while during the 2nd ...Read more
A memory of Coldingham in 1954 by
Springhead Terrace
I was born at number 11, and was told I did not open my eyes, so Mrs Tyreman baptized me. She had changed from Methodist to Catholic when she married her husband who was a tailor. When the priest came the next morning and blessed me ...Read more
A memory of Loftus in 1930 by
Speedboat
My dad used to drive the speedboat, I used to go for rides as a child, it used to seem so fast. All the holiday makers used to scream, it was great fun. I used to help with the beach ponies and donkeys in the summer holidays. Has anyone got any memories to share?
A memory of Hunstanton in 1967 by
Special Days At Polzeath
My family lived at Trelights. My Uncle Reg was a school teacher in London although he was a Trelights boy, when he came home in the summer holidays in his old Austin 6 he would often take us to Polzeath, they were special ...Read more
A memory of Polzeath in 1940 by
Special Holidays
My grandfather moved to Easington and worked at the pit for two spells. He married a girl from the village and they had 7 children. The family moved to the Midlands in the 1930s. One uncle returned after the war and ran ...Read more
A memory of Easington Colliery by
Captions
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Barricane Beach is behind the camera, and we see the broad expanse of Woolacombe sands stretching away south towards Croyde.
Beach facilities comprise clusters of bathing tents and unfolded wood and canvas deckchairs.
This photograph shows Marine Parade and its beach- tents, between Langmoor Gardens (top left) and the 1922-built Bay Private Hotel (centre).
As larger harbours were built, both Swanbridge and Sully ceased to be used as ports, but with the advent of cheap rail travel they became holiday beaches for day trippers from Cardiff and the surrounding
Beach vendors stands are offering tea, crisps and toffee apples. In the centre, in line with the Marine Hotel, a hut carries the sign 'Lost Children' - always a possibility at the seaside!
Par Beach is seen at low tide with the china clay port of Par in the background.
The beach at Charmouth is a mecca for geologists and fossil hunters, and explanatory walks take place from the heritage centre by the mouth of the Char.
A magician entertains a crowd of well dressed Victorian holidaymakers on the beach.
The bay, with its wide sandy beach, was almost certainly the landing place of the Danish brothers Hengist and Horsa, who came to Britain in 449AD to fight for the British king Vortigern against the
The breakwaters have gone and the sea wall has been rebuilt, but most of the beach huts remain, with quaint names like Dolly's Den, Molly's and Sand Lea.
Although best known for its pebbled surface, low tide exposes a fair stretch of sand on Penarth Beach.
The much loved and heavily patronised refreshment kiosk was an obligatory port of call for all families enjoying a day out at the beach.
This northern beach area had, with grim humour, been christened 'The Dardanelles' on account of this particular section of coastline's heavy fortification during the dark days of the war.
The Walls ice-cream delivery van (bottom left) is beside beach kiosks and a 1910-built shelter, to which a clock was added in 1953, to commemorate the coronation of Queen Elizabeth II.
The eastern end of Hastings beach beside the RNLI lifeboat house is known as the 'Stade'- Saxon for 'landing place'; here the fleet of about 40 fishing boats are still winched up onto the shingle.
Old fishing boats, some decommissioned, are beached on the foreshore on the Lelant side of the estuary.
Small fishing boats are drawn up on the beach, a ramp climbs past the fish cellar, and on the extreme left we can just see an arched incline to a limekiln which was in use from at least 1835
A colourful throng is being entertained by pierrots on the beach.
Homes backing directly onto the beach have suffered in recent years from flooding. The Carry On film star Hattie Jacques was born here.
Between the High Street and the Beach village, where the fishing community lived, were 12 narrow alleys, known as Scores.
The mile-and-a-half-long Esplanade, overlooking a beach of sand and shingle and with its adjacent amusement park, continues to attract visitors.
Between Whitstable and Herne Bay, this modern residential suburb and resort, with its grassy cliff-top promenade and shingle beach, was developed mainly in the years following the Second World War.
Pony rides on the beach must have been more exciting than the traditional donkey rides. The sands here were renowned for their high quality.
This shows a quiet day at Barry beach, with the only sign of life a rowing boat with its landing ramp.
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