Felixstowe
I spent my later teenage years in Felixstowe. Now I only go to the dentist.
These pictures show that it really is rather sleepy and perhaps not the best place to live. I certainly found it so in the 1960s.
The large houzse with the turrets is Kersey Towers, a guest house where I spent a couple of weeks as a child on holiday. All I can remember is the rain and the milkman’s horse.















