The seaside is more than sea and sand and lobster pots. The seaside is rock and ice cream and games of bingo in neon-lit halls – all to the accompaniment of coin-dropping fruit machines. This was Bridlington back in the 1970s. It still is, fifty years later.
The sands of the Yorkshire beaches are punctuated with stout wooden breakwaters. Designed to break the backs of the raw North Sea waves, they also provide somewhere to sit down, and – occasionally – provide shade from the sun.
A typical British seaside view – sun, sea and overcoats. We are still in Bridlington, still in the 1970s and this particular group have managed to get a Royal Box to watch the tide go out.
This is one of my pictures from the 1960s of the old fishing harbour at Bridlington. The Sailor’s Bethel was a non-conformist church catering for the welfare and spiritual needs of fishermen and sailors. The building is still there, but is now known by the less picturesque name of The Harbourside Evangelical Church.