I first visited Weymouth in 1948 with my mother, father, brother Terry and sister Joan. We travelled down from Chesterfield in Derbyshire in dad's pre-war Morris 8 saloon, and camped at Waterside in Bowleaze Cove, which was then owned by Mr. A.H.Pheby. We were amazed at our first view of Weymouth and Portland (...Read full memory)

My parents were married in this church in June 1943. My father Ernest was in the Navy (based at Portland) and my mother Joan worked as a secretary at Tilleys Garage.

I have lived in Weymouth since 1947 when I was 2 years old. In July 1955 one of my brothers was born. This was about a week after a massive thunder storm causing a flood. The water at Westham bridge was a foot deep. It's good to to look at these photographs to see how things have changed.

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 parents sat around on the beach as us children played, sadly the older folk all now gone. (...Read full memory)