No apology needed, it was a long long while ago since I last stayed there. The days of calour gas, carrying water from a stand pipe, needing an old penny and having to go out in the dark to a toilet block, are thankfully well and truly behind us!

Did you make your folks wait ages by insisting on travelling by the open top bus?

Rhyl highlights was the bikes and paddling pool.

No polo that day?

Having to walk into Rhyl with my now wife on a Sunday because the pubs in Towyn didn't open. I was about 18 at the time. I think we were staying on Winkups, happy days, no money but fun times.

Take's me back to around about 1968 when we used to run up to the foot-bridge near Miller's Cottage to stand in the smoke off the steam loco's passing underneath! and oh! the strawberry milk machines dotted around the caravan site's.

That reminds me of swinging on the wire fence next to the railway track and hearing the engines vibration coming along the fence and track long before the train.... Morrowell site in Pensarn near Abergele.

I recall one of them near the shop just before the driveway to Golden Sands holiday camp. Those cartons were a devil to get into!

Did you see Albert Perks?

My dad had a car so we never got to go in on the bus.

I fondly remember "staying up late" and playing pontoon in the caravan to the accompaniment of hissing gas lights!

I used to feel all grown up helping my dad go to the stand pipe to fill up the water container - simpler times indeed

Double post

Plenty BR 55 class.

Very rare to see the Deltics on West coast.

You had a car in them days!

Lionel Jeffries had him moved out of shot.