Hunstanton, The Green 1921
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Here on the Green those visitors who did not wish to dabble on the sands with Punch and Judy, minstrels and organs could enjoy the relative peace of this area to read, write a postcard or two, have a picnic or await the return of their charabanc to take them home.
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A Selection of Memories from Hunstanton
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Hunstanton
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I found this cutting from the Lynn News & Advertiser, Friday, January 12, 1968 and thought it might be of interest to others.
IF ANYONE COULD BE CALLED A MAN OF MANY PARTS THEN SURELY MR. BERT WELLS, OF 20 SEAGATE ROAD, HUNSTANTON, IS SUCH A MAN
He has just retired at the age of 65, after 21 years as an electrician with Eastern ...see more
I lived in Hunston, for many years, have many memories of the Yanks the kit kat hole in the wall the Casino.I had a garage in Docking and in the latter years a furniture shop i Hunston. For entertainment
I think the Country club took some beating on Thursday and Sat nights in the 60,s they actually had a casino there at one time. I organised one or two dances there, they were great times, on those night Eddies special punch bowls were fantastic.
My mother, Queenie Grounds, was the headmistress of Lynfield House School from 1946 until 1953, when we moved from Lynfield to The Homestead at the top of Sandringham Road, where it met Lynn Road. When we first moved to Hunst'on we lived in a tiny summer cottage at the bottom of Seagate Road while my parents searched for a house where they could have a school. Next door lived two ...see more
I used to work in Thomas's arcade and I lived at old Hunstanton, so I would walk to work. I would always walk along the cliffs to go home, and it was on my way home one night at about 11pm that I noticed that the bell in the gardens had gone; it was there when I went to work that morning. Strange really after all the years it was there, someone waited until the sixties to pinch it. It was a wonder that myself or ...see more
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