Places
14 places found.
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- Coates, Lancashire
- Coate, Wiltshire (near Swindon)
- Coates, Lincolnshire
- Coat, Somerset
- Coates, Gloucestershire
- Coates, Nottinghamshire
- Coates, Cambridgeshire
- Coates, Sussex
- Coates, Lothian (near Penicuik)
- Coate, Wiltshire (near Devizes)
- Great Coates, Humberside
- Salt Coates, Cumbria
- Little Coates, Humberside
- North Coates Airfield, Lincolnshire
Photos
49 photos found. Showing results 821 to 49.
Maps
88 maps found.
Books
1 books found. Showing results 985 to 1.
Memories
1,483 memories found. Showing results 411 to 420.
Old Row.
Old Row, Golds Hill, does anybody remember the pub called The Boat on Canalside next to Old Row? I know that Old Row was pulled down in 1936 and the pub was de-licensed by 1938, that was when my grandparents lived there, the Mcdonalds, ...Read more
A memory of Golds Green in 1930 by
Faircross And My Early Teens
I was born in Upney Hospital 1944, my mum and dad lived in Stratton Drive, went to Park Modern School as did my 2 older sisters and my brother. Most of my parents families lived in the same area ie on the so called ...Read more
A memory of Barking in 1958 by
My Old Gran, 1950s
My name is Peter Smith. I have some wonderful memories of Ryde. The flying boats in East Cowes is one of them. The trams that ran through Ryde, before the underground stock was bought in from London. I remember being severly told ...Read more
A memory of Ryde in 1957 by
Walcott Caravan Site
The old showman's type caravan at the back of the field was owned by a Mr Palmer and was still on the site in 1970 when we left (the site was being sold). Mr Palmer had a small dinghy in which he used to go fishing out to sea, ...Read more
A memory of Walcott in 1967 by
Miracle On Hope Street
Many years ago I was a window cleaner and would often do my rounds on many of the small estates in Monk Bretton, many of my customers would bring me cups of tea and sandwiches out and in one case an Italian lady invited ...Read more
A memory of Monk Bretton in 1978 by
The Girl Maureen
She was launched as a rowing lifeboat, Docea Chapman, and came to Padstow as a relief boat. She was only on station for nine moths then laid up. I am the girl Maureen. Father bought her in 1952 and converted her into a fishing ...Read more
A memory of Padstow in 1960 by
The Janie
The Schooner in the foreground is the Janie 62682 built by Stribley of Padstow in 1870 and employed in coastal trading. My husband's grandfather Charlie Derry sailed on her in 1913 according to her ship's log. We have a portrait ...Read more
A memory of Padstow in 1880 by
Ryhill Res
Ryhill Reservoir was the place where my sister Mary took me in the summer months, mainly on Sundays, and at that time there was a small shop which sold ice cream and pop and also fishing nets attached to a bamboo cane; there were plenty ...Read more
A memory of Ryhill in 1961 by
Claybury Hospital
I was a paper boy for Mr Watkins, in the High Road, and delivered bundles of newspapers to Claybury Hospital seven days a week. There were so many bundles, I could not ride the trades bike as it was all up hill, even up ...Read more
A memory of Woodford Bridge in 1950 by
The Lakes
My grandparents lived in Heathfield Road all during and after the Second World War, my granddad was responsible for looking after the boat house and I think a punt for pulling out drowned swimmers, now all gone, he also looked after the ...Read more
A memory of Keston in 1940 by
Captions
1,648 captions found. Showing results 985 to 1,008.
Fishing nets hang out to dry along the esplanade of Filey's North Beach, while a 'coble', as the old-fashioned fishing boats are called, waits above on the left.
In the foreground trippers have just returned from a two shilling (10 p) boat trip into the English Channel on the 'Southern Queen' and the 'Eastbourne Queen'.
She is the direct descendant of the 'Beauchamp', lost in the lifeboat disaster of 1901 when nine local lifeboatmen drowned as the boat capsized.
A lone oarsman makes his way from Sandside towards the west pier, as one of the pleasure boats returns to dis- charge its cargo of happy holidaymakers.
Note the identical fold-back roofs fitted to each boat.
I wonder how the two children are to get their little boat back without wading into the water!
Before this, a hotel and some large lodging houses were already catering for people visiting the attractive inland mere to take advantage of the boating and fishing.
Once a canal feeder, Chasewater was developed for recreational purposes in the late 1950s offering sailing and boating.
For the energetic there were rowing-boats and small yachts; by this time, those wishing to take to the waters without exerting themselves could have a trip on a motorboat; it can be seen in this picture
Two people take a rest on the remains of a long disused jetty, momentarily alone with their thoughts, whilst the full ebb tide exposes barnacle-crusted timbers, and leaves sailing boats
The man standing in the boat crowded with people shoves it off from the jetty steps, whilst a seated colleague lowers an oar in preparation for getting under way.
Hawsers 'thick as a man's thigh' check the impetus of boats entering on the tide.
The rowing boat in the foreground is in fact the ferry to the Dropping Well.
Intermingled with the boats are bathing machines, evidence of Aldeburgh's growing tourist industry.
The wooded banks of this stretch of water are best explored by boat at high tide, though even at low tide the extensive mud flats are home to a huge variety of birdlife
At high tide the causeway to the mount is covered and access is by boat.
The sails of fishing boats can be seen in the harbour on the far left below the Beacon and Atlantic Hotel.
resort, full of peace and tranquillity, in direct contrast to brash, noisy, neighbouring Clacton.The famous 'Greensward' stands above the cliffs and the genteel Promenade with its trippers and boats
A bare-footed fisherman sits in his boat at low water.
A sailing boat clearing the harbour entrance, using a steering oar to assist direction, has attracted attention from bystanders on both harbour moles.
Here, a boat packed with holidaymakers has returned from a trip to view the distant prospects of Plymouth and the Hoe.
By the time of this photograph tourism is taking over from the traditional port activities of fishing and trading, and there are one or two pleasure motor boats moored in the harbour.
From the wide basin at the foot of the locks the prospect of climbing the flight by narrow boat is daunting.
Boats travelled upriver to Stourport (the northern limit of navigation) or downriver as far as Tewkesbury.
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