More old photo's - two young lads in Lowestoft.
My long time (of 63 years) friend Jeff Davies has been digging into his old photo' stash and sending me pics of "when we were young". Jeff lived "just around the corner" (130 Bloy St, Bristol, U.K.) from the home where I grew up (47 Devon Road, Bristol, U.K.). It so happened that both our mothers were from Lowestoft, Suffolk on the east coast of England, some 240 miles from Bristol. So Jeff and I grew up with an enormous fondness for Lowestoft. My first visit there was with my Mum, and one or two other of my sibs - I think that it was when I was 10 or 11 years old. The 240 mile journey, by coach (long distance 'bus) from Bristol to Lowestoft via London took at least 12 hours. I can still remember arriving at the coach depot in Lowestoft where we were greeted by my Great Aunt Ada (Mum's aunt) and her husband Uncle Jim, and then walking up to their little urban cottage on Gun Lane. It was such a huge adventure. On our first morning Aunt