Summer bank holidays used to be something very special indeed. The same scene was re-enacted all over the country- here in the suburbs around London during the 1920's and 30's, railway stations would be filled with thousands of people all waiting for the special trains which had been laid on for them. Their destination could be Southend or maybe Margate, or any other of the nearby seaside towns.
In the photo above it is the 1920's and my dad is on the left of the middle row. I believe he is with his cousins - probably the 3 at the back are the photographer's assistants - or perhaps artistes from an end of the pier show.
Below is what I wrote about bank Holidays several years ago:-
Bank Holiday weekend - and a coach trip down to Margate was always a great day out when I was young. I haven't been there for years - and I would probably be sorely disappointed if I re-visited... best to remember things how they were.
When few people had cars, coach trips to the coast were so looked forward to...
These photos show Dad and friends stopping off en route (as was usual!) on one of their - men only - 'beanos'. (when it was a mixed outing we still ate, drank and sang on the coach and stopped midway for extra refreshments! )Photo below is one of M taken on the beach at Margate over 30 years ago.
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