How Brash Southend Warmed the Cockles of My Heart ; It May Be All Fish'n'chips and Knotted Hankies, but This Family Loved Every Minute

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BACK in the olden days, children used to spend summer holidays enjoying simple pleasures - playing games in the street, riding bikes and, if they were lucky, going to the beach.

And because my childhood home was a few miles from the North East seaside town of Tynemouth, that's exactly what I did. Day after idyllic day, my mates and I would cycle the four miles to the coast and disappear for hours on end playing on the sand and fishing in rock pools.

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How Brash Southend Warmed the Cockles of My Heart ; It May Be All Fish'n'chips and Knotted Hankies, but This Family Loved Every Minute

There were no mobile phones, no one worried about the busy roads and the term 'stranger-danger' hadn't even been coined. And as long as you took a packet of sandwiches and a bottle of squash, it was largely free. It was innocent, timeless fun. And, most importantly, it was h...

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