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This quiet little corner is on the north side of Torquay and reached by way of a romantic wooded ravine.

The small beach to the left is at Prechers Rock.

Beer remains a fishing village, if not quite on the scale of yesteryear, and there are still a number of family-owned boats.

Some scenes at the seaside never seem to change.

Despite encroaching development, there is still the hint of a quaint old village here at Ferring.

Pleasure boats were still available from the beach; these competed for trade with the paddle steamers that had been introduced in the 1880s, after their initial function had been superseded by the railways

H Absalon offered bathing huts, but only for the use of ladies and children.This was where they could discreetly enter the water, hidden from prying eyes.There were other huts for men.

The beach may have been home to bathing machines by day, but at night there were other things going on - in 1853 a raid by customs men revealed 153 casks of smuggled rum and brandy.

Torquay has long been a magnet for holidaymakers from all over the country. Its gentle climate in all seasons has proved irresistible.

They must have been useful as changing huts, but surely not to make sea-bathing discreet and private, as in Victorian times.

This tranquil creek, three miles south of Truro, is one of many on the River Fal. Here two girls are enjoying the sunlight.

The esplanade Hotel (left) stands on the north side of the Promenade; horse-drawn brakes wait for passengers from either the beach or the hotel, bound for the railway station in the town centre.

The building with the tower is known as Low Lighthouse, although it has now been converted into the Maritime Museum. Built in 1818, it replaced an earlier wooden structure.

Abbotsbury, situated at the western end of Chesil Beach, is most famous for its swannery, the waters of the Fleet often being turned white with hundreds of birds.

The refreshment hut has now been overtaken by a more substantial establishment, which offers outside seating and car parking on the beach.

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.

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

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

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.

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.

Later Captain Truelove used the hanger to house his Avro seaplane for tourist flights around Torbay. In the background are the buildings of the Preston Railway 'stop off' for visitors to the beach.

An indication of the lack of visitors to Sidmouth can be gleaned from this picture, taken from the Esplanade. The sea wall was constructed in 1835 and the shingle beach can be clearly seen.