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A girl pushes her bicycle along what was one of the great stagecoach routes of England - the London to Exeter road.

A charming view of picturesque Doo Lough, situated in the wild mountain scenery on the road north from Connemara to Louisberg.

Urban Fortuneswell has spread upwards from Portland Harbour to the houses beside New Road.

Broad Street is the town's most fashionable shopping street, though the busy traffic of today prevents dogs lying down in the road!

Dick Turpin supposedly galloped through the village on his horse, Black Bess, en route to his aunt's cottage after a hold-up on the Bath Road.

In the right corner is Poole Pottery; the old Fish Shambles is in the middle of the road in front of the Lord Nelson pub.

D & E Flack's (left) was a general store and post office serving the area north of the Southend road. By the end of the 1950s, outlying shops were competing with the new Town Centre development.

The ladies are dressed fashionably, but in the event of a storm the road surface would turn quickly into a quagmire which would surely dirty their smart clothes.

Protected from the weather, St Mawes is beloved of yachtsmen, and enjoys fine views over the Carrick Roads. The chapel and holy well of St Maudiz, a Breton saint, gave the town its name.

The road across is straight for two miles. Near the Park Gate entrance at the city end stands the former Viceregal Lodge, once the home of the British Governor. It is now the President's palace.

To the right, where hair cuts are advertised at four pence, is Tottenham Court Road. The number 7 bus on the left is heading into Shaftesbury Avenue.

The street was called 'the road to Oxford' as early as 1682, and when the land on the north side was bought by the Earl of Oxford the street's name was confirmed.

Today, it is a sleepy little village off the frantically busy main road, and seldom visited by outsiders who simply do not know it is there. This view is virtually unchanged almost a century on.

The geometric criss-crossing roads, the older buildings and the park with its bandstand give the town a separate identity from other towns in the region.

This spot is at the end of St Nicholas Cliff, looking south over the Valley Road footbridge towards the Spa.

The name comes from the Saxon word for 'road', which suggests that there has been a river crossing here for over a thousand years.

Lower Brockhampton Farm is so secluded that it sits quietly in its own valley, a mile or so from the nearest road. Today the estate is owned by the National Trust and is a magical place to visit.

This parade was built in the years prior to the Second World War, as Pitsea's houses began to inch along Rectory Road.

Beyond the marina and Marina Road was Golden Sands. Here in 1913/14 Ramsgate Corporation added steps to the sands and built Ramsgate Bathing Station.

The park is a pleasant interlude between Birkenhead Road and Meols Parade on the seafront.

Pretoria Terrace, a well-rutted mud and sand road, looks towards the town steps. The name of the terrace must commemorate the recently fought Boer War.

The name also survived through the centuries in 'Ditchfield' Hall which gave this road its name in the 19th century.

The houses seen here were demolished in order to widen the road, and some of the land became a car park.

Further along Park Street we find Lower Gordon Road; the Post Office, run by a Mr H L Love, is on the corner. The premises have since been converted into a private house.