Lowestoft
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Lowestoft memories
Living at Gunton
My family and I lived in the cottage to the left of the picture from 1944 to 1951 although we retained connections with the Fowler family until the last surviving member, Georgina Fowler, died early in 1960. I was in the choir at the church from 1948 until 1952 and was organist for three years from 1956. My sisters and I have many happy memories of our time at Gunton.
Contributed by Brian Bemment
June 1958 a frightening experience!!!!
It was my 4th birthday and we were staying in Caister at the Sycamore Camp in a caravan that my Parents had hired for a 2 week holiday.
So the date 13th June 1958 and we took a trip in Dad's old car up to Lowestoft.
After the usual cup of tea or bottle of Fanta and a Ham roll in the Fisherman's Cafe on Whaplode Road we continued to get on with the business in hand.
Primarily to order some Bloaters to be sent home for my Granddad.
Whilst there we went and sat on the beach close to the old Punch and Judy booth and waited for the show to begin.
Suddenly the show began and all the kids ...read more here
Contributed by Brian Green
Suffolk memories
Living at Gunton
My family and I lived in the cottage to the left of the picture from 1944 to 1951 although we retained connections with the Fowler family until the last surviving member, Georgina Fowler, died early in 1960. I was in the choir at the church from 1948 until 1952 and was organist for three years from 1956. My sisters and I have many happy memories of our time at Gunton.
A memory of Lowestoft contributed by Brian Bemment
June 1958 a frightening experience!!!!
It was my 4th birthday and we were staying in Caister at the Sycamore Camp in a caravan that my Parents had hired for a 2 week holiday.
So the date 13th June 1958 and we took a trip in Dad's old car up to Lowestoft.
After the usual cup of tea or bottle of Fanta and a Ham roll in the Fisherman's Cafe on Whaplode Road we continued to get on with the business in hand.
Primarily to order some Bloaters to be sent home for my Granddad.
Whilst there we went and sat on the beach close to the old Punch and Judy booth and waited for the show to begin.
Suddenly the show began and all the kids ...read more here
A memory of Lowestoft contributed by Brian Green
Extracts From Lowestoft & Suffolk books
Lowestoft’s convalescent home was a gift to the town in 1877 from William Birbeck, who was himself ill – he died in 1897. Here some of the staff and patients are having a game of croquet on the front lawn while others look on, perhaps enjoying the benefits of a sunny day.
An extract from from"Times Gone By".
Lowestoft’s convalescent home was a gift to the town in 1877 from William Birbeck, who was himself ill – he died in 1897. Here some of the staff and patients are having a game of croquet on the front lawn while others look on, perhaps enjoying the benefits of a sunny day.
An extract from from"Countryside Poems".
At this time, close to the end of the
Victorian era, staying fully clothed on
the beach was very much the norm, with
sand castles and donkey rides the prime
amusements for the children; the adults
relax in deck chairs, and shelter from the
wind behind umbrellas. Lowestoft can be
bracing any time of year...
An extract from from"East Anglia Pocket Album".
St Mary’s, one of the largest
in Suffolk, is not a typical
Suffolk wool church, and has
an elegant lead spire. Inside is
the 600-year-old Angelus Bell,
one of the oldest in the country,
which is inscribed ‘Ave Maria
Gracia Plena Dominus Tecum’.
Perhaps the man who made the
bell had other things on his mind
when it came to putting in the
inscription, as he forgot to invert
the words laterally in the mould,
and they appear backwards on
the finished article!
An extract from from"Ispwich Pocket Album".
A 20th-century means of pro-
ducing power shares the banks
of the Orwell with vessels which
harness one of the oldest forms
of power. With shallow mudflats
along the banks of the tidal
Orwell estuary, moored sailing
boats end up on their keels twice
a day.
An extract from from"Ispwich Pocket Album".





