Plymouth, The Bathing Pool c.1950

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I remember sitting on my Grandma's knee at the back bedroom window in Costly Street, watching the sky flickering as Plymouth burned. I was very very young, but the memory remains...

Margaret's memories of the pool jogged my own. I too remember being transported on red double deckers to the pool on several cold May and June mornings for swimming lessons. I attended Coburg Street Secondary School for Boys and there was no question of whether to enter the pool or not, we were pushed by the teachers if we hesitated. The good news though is that I managed to get a quarter mile certificate ...see more

Hi, does anyone recall these flats? My grandparents lived there, Mr and Mrs Rowe. My grandad worked on the Barbican, he was a skipper on a fishing boat. They had a large family, my dad was one of their children, name of George Rowe. They have all long gone but I still have lots of family in Plymouth. Shirley Jones (nee Rowe)

Just look closely at the picture, sitting on top of the fountain was half the fun & excitement of coming to the pool. Water wings under my arms and the supervision of Granddad Russell I made my first attempt at learning to swim. Getting really daring swimming to the back of the pool, climbing out would lead to the open sea where only the brave would swim. The pool was accessed by steps from the road at the ...see more