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Claire I was born in 1974 and can barely but vividly remember the open air salt water swimming pool and being petrified of swallowing the water. We spent the whole day there and had so much fun, it was amazing. I remeber the hustle and bustle and atmosphere of the place and thought it was a million miles away from home when it was only 10 miles away and the day lasted a life time. Amazing happy memories with family :)
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Sue Most people will remember the summer of 76, it was the heatwave. There were stand pipes in the street, endless sunshine and everyone crowded to the coast. My memory concerns Harrison Drive open air swimming pool, which I used to visit with my Mum, Nana and Sister. It was quite a trip, as we didn't have a car, so it was a bus to town, then a train, then off at Wallasey Grove Road, which was always an argument between my Mum and Nan - which station did we get off last time? When we arrived at the swimming baths the whole of the pool was covered in ladybirds, the water was bright red and all the children were swimming between them. Of course, I jumped in! Only to find the heat had turned lady birds into biting machines, they were everywhere. It was the strangest sight, and the kids were running to their mums all day with another bite or sting. We always took our own food, egg sandwiches made with mashed up egg, butter and salad cream. I could spend the whole day in the water and never get bored. The Derby Pool, is now a pub with a big car park where the pool used to be. I still go to New Brighton most weekends with my little boy, who, like I was, is obsessed with penny slot machines.
Jane I can't remember how old I was but maybe it was ealy 1970's and I went with my Aunty Marie & Uncle Joe to Harrison Drive. It was a hot summers day and I recall a lot of cars and people milling about and there were what seemed like thousands of Ladybirds on car bonnets, people and fluttering, hap hazerdly through the air. I doubt I'll ever forget it.
Frankie In 1964 I was 15 my sister 2 years older. She got her first job as a lift girl in TJ Hughes London road. With her first pay packet she took me and a few friends including some boys to the fair in new Brighton. I will never forget that day. She made me go on the roller coaster even tho I was terrified and then kept paying for us to stay on. She was showing off in front of the boys. I have never forgotten that day. I am still afraid of fairground rides. Obviously she never wanted to take me our mum made her. However we did spend many summer afternoons on the beach with our parents when we were younger. Loved the excitement of queuing up for the ferry x 100's of very excited children with our jam butties and bottles of juice.
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Anna When we were young a day out to New Brighton was such a treat. One Sunday a woman who lived on the same street and who had 7 kids took us. I can still remember the run down the Landing stage, the woman selling rock, and most of all the smell of the ferry! She had a big Silver Cross pram in which there were at least 4 young ones. We played on the sands all day, occasional paddle in the Mersey. Dinner time was sandwiches of ham and as a special treat bananas butties...sprinkled with sugar! Taking the jug to get hot water for the grown ups tea and maybe a lolly ice on the way. Then the long queue for the toilets paying a penny! The long journey home, very tired and usually sunburnt..was the weather hotter then? laughing and happy all the way home. The feeling of those days will stay with me forever. Happy times.
Kim I loved New Brighton and still do to a point. But back then most of our school summer holidays were spent
at either New Brighton baths or the other ones further up, the name escapes me now. Sometimes we'd turn up
only to learn the beauty contest was going on and the pool wouldn't be open for another couple of hours at
which point we would go to the fair. Also in those days it was Ok for us as kids to travel from Huyton to
New Brighton on thetrains and buses by ourselves without our parents having to worry about us. I remember the donkeys and so many people on the beach. So many happy memories.
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