A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE

Joe and Elaine Ormerod are keen caravanners who love to tour the UK

AS I GAZED down on Oddicombe Beach, Torquay, I was transported back to 1967, the ‘summer of love’ – more like the summer of A-levels for boyfriend Steve and me.

Then, we’d been snapped by a beach photographer. We both had long hair, and I was wearing short shorts, a sleeveless top and a big, wide-brimmed straw hat with white daisies adorning it. Oh yes, we looked the part!

Time for Torquay

I’ve never been back to Torquay since then and Joe hasn’t visited the area, so it was time to make amends. As we turned into Ramslade C&MC Site, the sun was shining in a clear sky – but we’d seen the forecast and this wonderful weather was not likely to last.

We set off next day to Brixham and parked in the long-stay car park next to the sea. It was then a stroll to the fishing harbour, full of trawlers, and a café that proclaimed “Tomorrow’s fish are still in the sea”.

Brixham is a hilly town with pastel-painted houses overlooking the harbour. This reminded me of a photo I took years ago, of an artist painting the scene on the jetty. Now the artists all