Great Yarmouth Market

Great pictures of Great Yarmouth market from a bygone era .. I grew up just off the market in Priory Gardens near the Priory school.  I was born in 1947 my father (George) was the manager of the Coop butchers.  I remember many happy times spent during my childhood ducking and diving to make a few pennies, like fiddling the slot machines on the seafront, to pocket in my short trousers.  On the end of the market was the eel stall, just seen on the picture looking North where all the lovers of this now in short supply fish would take their fill with a hunk of bread and lashings of vinegar, then spit the bones out onto the floor.  Health and safety would have a field day if that practice had still survived!  Visit the chip stall for a few pence worth of chips then to the tripe stall for a couple of pieces of tripe to eat with those delectable chips fried in beef dripping.  They were the days young and carefree.  Then on Saturdays get my barrow out at the crack of dawn, fast pace down to the rail station in readiness for the holiday makers coming to stay at a guest house somewhere in Yarmouth,(hopefully not too far, like all the way to the Wellington Pier) then rush back, and with luck pick up another punter. "Pick you up next week sir", was the mantra, and maybe you managed to secure the return journey.  Oh happy days to be sure.  Great Yarmouth holds so many memories for me, so much that each year I make a visit to look at my old house, go on the market for a bag of chips, mushy peas and a carton of eels, a walk down Regent Road along the seafront, then back again ......Oh happy days .