Went to Dawlish in 2003 when I was over in England. Years ago we had holidays in Devon and Cornwall and I can remember coming into Dawlish Station, the first glimpse of the sea after a long train trip and then travelling along the coast with all the wonderful views. However, we were going on a lot further in most cases and I always wanted to get off at Dawlish because of the sandy beaches and seeing people spending time on the beach. It seem forever after Dawlish until we arrived where we were going.
My brother Bill, who lives in Sutton and myself have been revisiting all the places that we went for holidays when we were growing up mostly Somerset, Devon and Cornwall but Wales as well when I come over. It was Wales last year...the Mumbles particularly. Our base was in Kidwelly, near Carmarthen, in an old coaching house.
Anyway we decided to visit Dawlish because of the above story about revisiting holiday place from childhood. We walked along the beach with the railway line close by. It was very early in the season so no one was around. The railway is a local and goods line these days and trains were rushing through at high speeds whilst we were there. The station which was a typical British Railways seaside main station years
ago, was in dreadful condition, very neglected and no charm left at all. Very sad to see. We parked near the Signal Box and I noticed that it had a For Sale sign on it....wonder if anyone has bought it!
On this holiday in 2003 we stayed near Clovelly, another place with lots of memories for us, in a cottage near Harland Point, which we used as a base to travel to Treyarnon Bay, Cornwall and Perranporth, nearby plus other places that we had visited years ago along the North Devon and Cornish coasts. It's a small world since when the four Fentham Road School girls, who now live in the Vancouver area, had their mini reunion last year, one of the girls' fathers had moved from Erdington to the Perranporth Holiday Camp in the late l950's to manage the place and he would have been the Manager there when we went to stay there in a caravan. That year we rented a car, in which we had an accident outside of Harvington in Worcestershire, ending up in a ditch with the car being undrivable..... got towed back to Brum all suffering from shock, and left the next day on the Cornish Riviera train to spend two weeks in Perranporth. The place is very different these days with pubs and shops and lots and lots of caravans. Bill and I had a picnic there and went in the pub which was huge and not very inviting.
Treyarnon Bay is in a very isolated spot near Padstow. It has changed hardly at all over the decades and this was the second time I had been back in recent times. There is a very small lock up shop not much bigger than a garden shed which is still there and some public toilets have been built. Years ago it took hours to drive there and we arrived very late after a gruelling road trip from Brum. A Cornish sea mist was rolling in and it was pitch black also so we couldn't see a thing when we found the Bay. My father spent a long time looking for the caravan site but got afraid when he almost went over the cliffs...so we all spent the night in the car...five of us in a Ford Prefect...sardines more like.
It was a great holiday though, we had a couple of body surf boards and it was great fun riding the waves in the Bay. There was a natural swimming pool in the rocks which stayed when the tide went out and we played in there for hours. It was much safer than the sea. Happy Days