Places
12 places found.
Those places high-lighted have photos. All locations may have maps, books and memories.
Photos
191 photos found. Showing results 781 to 191.
Maps
115 maps found.
Books
1 books found. Showing results 937 to 1.
Memories
1,374 memories found. Showing results 391 to 400.
1950s And 60s
My mother was born in Llantwit in 1928. Her parents, Jack and Katie Sutton kept the greengrocer’s shop next door to the Post Office in Wine Street. I was born in 1952 and although we left Llantwit eighteen months later, I have fond ...Read more
A memory of Llantwit Major by
1950s And 60s
My mother was born in Llantwit in 1928. Her parents, Jack and Katie Sutton kept the greengrocer’s shop next door to the Post Office in Wine Street. I was born in 1952 and although we left Llantwit eighteen months later, I have fond ...Read more
A memory of Llantwit Major by
Wheatley Primary School
I lived at The Beechings, Holton (1959-65) and went to Mrs Gerard's class at Wheatley Primary School which was next to the old canteen -the main school was just up the hill by the church. Mr Evans was headteacher-a short, ...Read more
A memory of Wheatley by
Random Recollections Of The 1950's
Delivering newspapers for Foresters. Dancing lessons with Mrs Bretherton. Going to Haskins to buy model trains. Snogging in shelters on the promenade. Watching the sailing races. Cowboy movies at the Tudor. Buying ...Read more
A memory of West Kirby by
Thorney Bay Beach Camp
My family and I stayed in a caravan at Thorney bay beach camp, oh my god what fun. There was nothing there so you made your own fun. Walking along the sea wall to the funfair every night, and eating saveloy and chips along ...Read more
A memory of Canvey Island by
1960s
I spent most of my childhood in Berwick staying at my nana's house in Wallace Green and then at my aunt's pub, the Harrow Inn in Tweedmouth. I would spend days on the beach, either Berwick or Spittal where they had trampolines on the ...Read more
A memory of Berwick-upon-Tweed by
Priceless Memories
I was born in 1942 and since I was 8 have returned to Weymouth many times since. What priceless memories I have of this place and people that come to mind, school and village coach trips from Norton Fitzwarren in Somerset with our ...Read more
A memory of Weymouth by
Hastings, Memories C1955
I used to spend my summer holidays at my grandmother's house in Middle Street and remember spending many hours in the Olympia amusement arcade at the top of the road that led into the old town. There was a juke box which ...Read more
A memory of Hastings by
So Many
I was born 1941 in Raneleigh Road Nursing Home in Mount Charles. I was brought up in Rope Walk Lane opposite the old Primary School. There was a cement works part way down the lane. My mother (aged 19) worked in the 'Food Office' in St ...Read more
A memory of Charlestown by
Life At Corwen
I have lived here all of my 65 years and can't imagine living elsewhere unless fate dictates otherwise. Corwen had reached rock bottom at one stage, but,as they say - the only way is up! Hopefully, I will live to see the railway back ...Read more
A memory of Corwen by
Captions
1,131 captions found. Showing results 937 to 960.
Kingsdown stands on the coast where the white cliffs of Dover give way to the extensive shingle beach that runs eastwards to Walmer & Deal. Caesar is said to have landed in this vicinity in 55BC.
Since its grounds were bisected by the redevelopment of Beach Road, the council initiated plans to purchase it in 1947.
Families are leaving the beach and strolling to the roadway, which is a short distance from the village centre.
or by taking a carriage or charabanc along the lanes, admiring the views across to Bournemouth, the Needles and the Isle of Wight as they went.The attraction of Studland is not only the splendid beach
Note the white areas on the beach - these are piles of linen from nearby hotels being aired and dried.
The building on the left is the lifeboat station, erected in 1885; it is unusual that it is set at right angles to the beach.
'Hence Rhyl has become noted for the number of children that visit it, and these little ones find an inexhaustible fund of pleasure on its beach'.
at all of this watering-place to those who have never visited it, one must mention that there are noble tree-planted streets and shady avenues, an imposing sea-front of about three miles, an excellent beach
This view shows the fairground on Coney Beach.
Alighting at the railway station, it was now possible to travel comfortably by carriage down Beach Road, admire the Esplanade, and return up Cliff Hill back to your train via Marine Parade and Plymouth
A colourful throng is being entertained by pierrots on the beach.
The shop sold postcards, and displays model yachts in the doorway for sailing on one of the pools on the beach.
They would arrive on an early ferry with their wicker baskets and 'set up shop' along the promenade or on the beach.
They appear to be deciding which way to go, as there is a choice of two esplanades: one is virtually on the beach, where dogs have total freedom, and the other is along the top of the cliffs, where
including 50 bedrooms, bedside lights in all rooms, electric fires in first-floor rooms, a tennis court, a putting green, television, a ladies' hairdressing saloon and a private path to the beach
It is a strange fact that many old laws remain on the statute books; one still standing forbids bathing on Ramsgate beach.
Fishermen's cottages indicate that inshore fishing and shrimping was a part of the scene, and there was still some golden sand on the beach.
The railway viaduct crosses the little valley behind the beach, and the station platform is just beyond. Another major engineering feat on this scenic line is the rock cutting in the far headland.
The following morning the beach and rocks were littered with wreckage and bodies.
It occupies an excellent defensive position overlooking the sea and the beach beyond, where Giraldus Cambrensis played as child.
In earlier days a beach community existed: numerous bungalows were built on the sands of the Exe estuary, particularly on the long spit of land known as Dawlish Warren, which stretches to
New Swanage (centre right) is beginning to cluster around Ulwell Road and the 1898-built Grand Hotel (centre) at the northern end of the beach.
In the happier days of the last century it opened its beaches to all, and a holiday in Bournemouth became an enduring event in many a Briton's memory.
Fishermen have to be tough, not only to ply their trade at sea, but also to have the strength to haul their heavily laden boats by hand up the steep shingle beach.
Places (12)
Photos (191)
Memories (1374)
Books (1)
Maps (115)
