Carnival Day was always the highlight of our family’s year. I came across a program from 1973 which brought back many happy memories, hopefully they will for you too. Then I was a mere slip of a girl, 18, of course I was enjoying my care free life to the fullest. Little knowing that within…
Music, Many Memories and Musings
Just recently I have joined the committee of the Friends of Radipole Park and Gardens here in Weymouth. Well, I use that term loosely…very loosely! I was actually invited to attended one of their committees meetings as I had some history of the gardens. Having delivered my speil, before I knew, hands had shot up…
Weymouth’s Cinderella Park; Radipole Park, my childhood stomping ground.
Living literally next to the old Alexandra bridge just across from Radipole gardens, it’s not surprising really that they became one of my favourite childhood stomping grounds. We’d hare across the bridge and hurtle down the scarily steep flight of steps in our haste to be free of any constricting adult supervision. Now to my grown-up shame, we’d often play…
Rodwell House and the Smutty Affair of Tigger and Winnie.
An off the cuff blog, prompted by a post I added to Facebook about a torrid love affair that’s flaunted in the faces of Weymouth folk who pass by a certain window. (All a tad tongue in cheek) It does in fact span both my blogs as it covers both the Victorian period and later. My…
A Postcard is Worth a Thousand Words…
Anyone who happens to pass by my blogs will quickly realise that I’m an avid collector of all things local and historic. Once a month or so I’ll treat myself to a cheapy old postcard or two that visualise the ever-changing face of Weymouth and Portland. Two things soon became very noticeable when you look through them. First…
My date with the Dorset Dioramas…Weymouth
Over the last few months my creative side has been unleashed, we’re talking Blue Peter on super steroids here! I had to design and make 10 table centre pieces to be used during a formal meal…the theme could be of my choosing, so of course naturally I went with what I love best, Weymouth and Portland….
Tall Ships Ahoy…Weymouth 1987
Like days of old, Weymouth’s harbour occasionally bears witness to the tall elegant masts of those graceful vessels that sail the seven seas. Such was the case in 1987 when Weymouth hosted the Cutty Sark Tall Ships Race. In fact Weymouth is the only port to hold this event three times, 1983, 1987 and 1994….
Weymouth’s wet, wet, wet…Trawler Race Day.
In amongst my gathering pile of old Weymouth and Portland negatives I’ve come across a few from the good old days when Weymouth had a large fishing fleet to be proud of and the spirit of fun to enjoy the day. At one time Weymouth used to have their very own Trawler Race Day. Now this…
Weymouth’s own ‘Name That …’
I have a fascination for collecting all things Weymouth…well, to be precise illustrations mainly, in the form of photos, postcards, etchings, woodcuts, pamphlets etc, the older the better. I find it fascinating to study them, seeing how Weymouth and its residents have or haven’t changed over the decades, or indeed, even longer, centuries. (Ah, the soulless…
My Dad’s brush with Hitler
Originally posted on davesimba:
All my life, I’ve been aware of parts of this story but my Dad never filled us in with all the details – until now – 70 years after the event and just before his 92nd year…. 70 Years On – Flight Sergeant Bill Russell GC I was an only child…
WEYMOUTH REFLECTIONS-THE MUSINGS OF A WRINKLY WEYMOUTHIAN 