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The wall on the right was knocked down and a garage built. This disappeared in 1997, replaced by a pretty park. The Post Office has gone, and the Westward Ho!

This is a 16th-century building par excellence, much altered and added to down the centuries; it is timbered, tile hung and jettied, and bears a cluster of tall chimneys.

We are on the slope of the Downs between Eastbourne and Polegate. A nearby vantage point at Combe hill is 638 feet high.

The building is of about 1300 with an unbuttressed west tower of 1707, when its spire was taken down. As

During World War II it and the distinctive iron railings were dismantled and stored, thus escaping being melted down for Spitfires, and reinstated in 1949.

From this view it is obvious that the town occupies a ridge between the two rivers: the land drops to the Great Ouse (see the previous views) and to the Ouzel, as we see here - this view was

The Town Hall is down Duke Street on the right.

The old town of Cliffe, destroyed by fire in 1520, was revived briefly by the cement industry in the second half of the 19th century.

This view looks down towards the Cross from the A46 Bath Road. At the bottom of the slope is the clock tower and George Street, in which is found one of the largest kettles in the country.

We are looking east down the wide sweep of Swaledale, where we can reflect on the beauty of this, the quietest of the northern dales.

Most of the shops on the right have awnings pulled down to protect their wares and produce from the sun.

The building seen in the photograph appears as an atmospheric drinkers' dream pub, with its low doorway stepping down into a dark panelled bar, with its inevitably yellowy-brown smoke-stained ceiling.

A bus to Pedders Lane and Ashton-on-Ribble plies down Fishergate, but so busy has Preston become, that drastic alterations in regulating traffic have had to be made.

The view shows the centre of Domesday Anstige, as the road drops down from the heights of Bradgate Park.

Pier Hill leads down to the sea front esplanade, with the Palace Hotel on the left. Below the hotel, facing the sea, are many small shops.

During the first half of the 20th century, whole families from the poorer parts of London travelled down to the hop picking areas of Kent for a week or two's 'holiday' whilst earning money hop picking

On the right, sitting down amongst his wares, we can just see a basket-maker at work.

rough-cast, three-storied and three-gabled public house was built in 1615 beside the 12th-century flint church of St John the Evangelist, and its ales quenched the thirst of race-goers who flocked to Merrow Downs

close to Cheltenham that it is often mistaken as a suburb; but there is nothing suburban about it, for it has plenty of old-world charm and the identity of a long-established village in its own

We are looking westwards down East Hill, towards the parish church (centre).

The lock chambers on this canal had their own individual size, 64ft 9in x 9ft 2ins – a most peculiar gauge. The canal became disused in 1930.

It can be a long dangerous slide down the tiered sea walls to the sands and pier. The smart new flight of steps allowed ladies in long dresses to make a dignified descent.

At this time, local industry was closing down; Bacup, which was off the beaten track, was looking for residents to commute to work in Burnley, Manchester or other towns.

There was still an empty beach, apart from a few out-of-season bathing machines, between the town and its northern hamlet which begins with Cliff Cottage and Shore Cottage (upper left