Best Holiday Ever !

A Memory of Stoke Fleming.

My family come from the East End of London. My mum and dad took us on holiday from Chingford on a Grey Green coach to Stoke Fleming for two weeks, we stopped en route in Yeovil for tea.... My parents had booked a caravan (one of three) behind the London Inn in the gardens, the landlord had a daughter who my brother and I used to play with. There was also a dog.. and a little spring outside the pub where we caught a newt which we kept in a bucket under the caravan until the dog ate it !!... We used to go winkle picking down in the mud at Dartmouth.
I remember playing outside in the pub garden whilst mum and dad went inside for a meal, mum told us that they had had lobster !!! I'd never even heard of it before ! The sun shone continuously throughout the holiday and we all got burned! We would walk down to Blackpool sands during the day and I taught myself to swim in the sea there.
No car parks existed then and the walk was a little country lane..
I remember that holiday as the best ever and I cried when we returned to the East End...