Bridlington vs Filey vs Scarboro

Filey = caravan land, not too nice at all, but I did once have a very fine pint of Vaux in the pub on the seafront.

Brid (as it will always be called) - strange, large leisure centre that used to hold "raves" a small shop on the front that sold vast quantities of poppers. A very large beach that had a lot of donkeys. caravan park that I spent a week on shortly after finishing my a-levels (a week of debauchery and car crashes)

Scarborough - the pick of the bunch, Victorian spa town, waves crashing over the sea wall at the enf of the promontory between the North and South bays, a seagull crapping on John Whatmore's clipboard, really really nice chocolate sop tuucked down the back streets. Fantastic fish and chip shop on the south Beach, next to the biggest arcade. The huge hotel taken over by Butlins. I love it

Robin Hood's bay is gorgeous too.

My dad used to take me down to stand near the seal wall when I was about 6 yrs old. The waves used to crash over our heads about as high as a house and we would return home for breakfast, soaked. For some reason thinking of this brings a tear to my eye - it seems like the sort of thing that you *should* do with your dad.

Scarborough = mega classic. Max Jaffa at The Spa, Peasholm Park lake featuring the reconstruction of the battle of the River Plate complete with dive bombers, the tree walk, the funicular cliff railway, North Bay vs South Bay (fite!), South Bay swimming pool - IIRC the deep-end is about 20 feet!, scooter rallies at the corner cafe...

I remember going from Hull to Scarborough on a steam train, not a special - a 'normal' service that must make it about 1966 or 7 just before steam disappeared. I'd be 5 or 6.

The fish and chips are absolutely the best anywhere. Does anyone else remember the tree-walk in Peasholm Park? This is quite urgent and key.

That battle of River Plate is amazing, especially the planes.

I used to do that with my Dad too Dr C

Surely they don't still do the battle of River Plate?

In my house Scarborough = 'nice', Brid = 'common' Filey = 'very common'. copyright my mum.

I could never see the point of Brid or Filey when you could go to Scarborough.

Only now they've got stealth bombers and er, everything!!

what more can you tell us of this tree walk Dr C? i seem to recall some sort of path which had various little animatronical type things along it (e.g. mechanical flea circus), but this may *not* have been in peasholm...

further to Chris' point one could do the same with Lytham vs Fleetwood vs Blackpool...

Yes, yes!! There were rope bridges between the trees, which were lit up (it woz after dark) and inhabited by various gnomes and creatures some of which moved about. There *was* a flea circus thing as you described. Also, towards the end you came out of the trees and onto the cliffs IIRC - there was a strange display of stuffed fish.

It's urgent and key because it's a really strong and vivid childhood memory and I've only met one other person ever who remembers it. It's a bit of an obsession really. My other 'vivid childhood nostalgia' which only *I* can remember received corroboration here on ILX(mark s's sister remembered the talking pinball table Zokko), so I'm hopeful that someone will remember the tree-walk.

Well I prefer Bridlington. And I can see why people from nearer the area might care about the abbreviation. But thankfully, not living in Yorkshire, it doesn't apply. We used to do Blackpool when I was a kid.

(Sorry, but I've always wanted the chance to use that line in context.)

By the way, Dr C, I hope you get your childhood memory corroboration. I've just had one of those 25 year+ childhood memory gaps filled by the wonders of ILX. These things burn strong.

Too young to remember Zokko though!

Look at these films!!

**Roumania May 1962, daschund, building and equipping new factory, children playing around site, begging, city scenes, street trams, open market, local people in traditional dress, military cemetry. Well done, good colour, excellent, and historically important. 125 ft. (16991) £22.50

DASCHUND! BUILDING AND EQUIPPING NEW FACTORY!

**Sooty At The Organ, Harry Corbett, c. 300 ft. colour optical sound, excellent. (18377) £18.

Sooty's Chemist Shop, Harry Corbett, c. 300 ft. colour sound, excellent. (18374) £18.**

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Funeral Of Winifred Alice Storey 1940, 60 ft. b/w, very good condition, a nice little film, unsharp at beginning, on spool. (20299) £2.

The Hollow Tooth, produced by B. A. Storey, how to deal with tooth-ache - or not. 50 ft. b/w, no spool. (20294) £2.

Terror Of The Jungle, interesting film about life of monkeys in fear of a tiger, 150 ft. b/w sound, excellent. (16334) £10

I met a girl on holiday from Hunmanby, which is very close to Filey... we spent far too many night loitering around the bus station. I also remember there were "Superloos" on the beach front.

Filey Brig is ace! It was always our first stop as a kid so we could fly kites up there, and hunting for stuff in the rock pools. Filey Brig is also the only place which has shrunk far more than I have grown. (Blame coastal erosion)

I agree though, Scarborough is my favourite. Peasholm Park, and the Squirrels, the outdoor swimming pool, 2penny slot machines, candy floss and cockles. I hope they still do the battleship things, I want to show my blokey them when we go camping there this year.
Peasholm Park is also where I learnt to row, and also fell out of a canoe... only to find that the lake was shallow enough for me to stand up in.
I also remember seeing a plane crash into the sea at Scarborough, after it had taken a chunk out of the castle.
Oh also "The Hermits House".

Filey, Scarborough, Robin Hood's Bay, and Whitby are also fantastic for second hand book shops!

Blimey, seems the castle is a magnet for planes. I'll bet this wasn't the one that Celeste saw as this was in 1937.
The little dot above the plane in this photo is the pilot.

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Grim in Autumn but the fish and chips are tastier then somehow