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Now the town council offices, it dates from around 1540; it has had a number of previous uses, including being the town Poor House (from 1762 to 1854), then a post office, an undertaker's and a wheelwright's

Beneath it is a sign that reads 'Black Beauty Shag, excellent for making your own cigarettes, costing 8d and 4d'. The shop has gone and is now a private house.

Mr C H Elkes, a local businessman, offered an eleven-acre field sloping down to the Picknall or Hockley Brook. The recreation ground was opened in 1925.

Thence it was a short walk to Shepperton Lock, where one could watch the progress of craft up and down the Thames to Chertsey or Walton.

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.

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

The town, now more peaceful since the A303 bypass was completed, is mostly built in the warm golden Ham stone with Georgian and 19th-century frontages.

We are in a valley of the Downs near Beachy Head. Here we see a workplace with an open-air view; the craftsmen are taking a breather.

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

The view down the street in 1950 is not greatly different from 50 years before, although a car has replaced the pony and trap.

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.

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.

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.

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.

Further up the road is the Victorian parish church, which replaced one of 1791 which itself replaced the medieval one, apparently burned down in the Civil War.

Set in the heart of Broadland, it has been called 'little Venice', and its soft green lawns spread down to the water's edge.

The tower was taken down shortly after this photo was taken. The site of the church is now marked out in stones and there is a memorial table. The graveyard has become a pleasant open space.

The wearing of white coats was introduced in some towns during the Second World War; it gave the policeman at least a sporting chance of not being run down during the blackout.

The tower looks down over the attractive village with its timber-framed cottages and Georgian houses.