I was an evacuee sent to Torquay in WW2 with our school from Ealing. Not a very happy time I'm afraid. Do remember watching the bombing of Plymouth from the bedroom window. The local children I think, thought we were from another planet. Also watching horses being shod at the blacksmiths in I think it was Tor.

Re Shrublands my son was born there in September 1958 when it was in a large house in Morgan Avenue just up from Castle Circus. The house is still there but it is now a drug rehabilitation centre.

This view of the harbour taken in 1888 has by chance captured dead centre the very spot where 120 years later the dancers and musicians of Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers turned out to entertain crowds of holiday makers one warm summer evening. We gathered as dusk was falling at (...Read full memory)

The front of the Grand Hotel as shown in this view from 1912 is remarkably like the hotel now, in 2008.  Its only when the dancers and musicians of Heather and Gorse Clog Dancers went inside that we found a huge sun lounge, a wide terrace overlooking swimming pools and a (...Read full memory)