Essential reading for all those with Lyme Regis at heart, by veteran local journalist Philip Evans. To view more comment and opinion pieces, visit our Blogs section.
FIVE weeks ago there was an official looking envelope on our doormat when we arrived home, headed ‘On Her Majesty’s Service’. My wife Jackie handed it to me with a stern look, saying “now what have you done!” And then she smiled. […]
THEY said they would get it right – and they certainly did this Bank Holiday. I refer, of course, to the town council’s assurance that there would be no repeat of the awful mess left on the Marine Parade, and other associated problems, after the early May Bank Holiday. […]
MY eldest daughter, Zoe, a well organised sort, is home for a few days and decided that I am in great danger of becoming a hoarder as my three score years and ten approaches. So she decided that stuff had to go. […]
“I CAN’T remember it this bad before.” It’s the first thing everyone says as we meet in snowbound Lyme Regis, virtually cut off after the storm that promoted the Met Office to issue a Red Warning, the highest level possible with a risk to life. […]
APART from having the occasional pop at the council, over the years this column has been filled with memories. Memories of growing up in Lyme in the 1950s-60s, memories of big and tragic events in the town and memories of its people past and present. Many of them unforgettable characters. […]
PART of my duties when I first worked in a newspaper office on work experience at the Bridport News (circa 1963) was to type in the skittles results. No emails in those days, of course, so all the scores and league tables had to be typed in by hand. […]