Steve Bloomer
A very windy evening stroll, Mablethorpe. Mum and Dad had a caravan at Mablethorpe when they were alive. Many happy days spent there. I recall one morning, 5 am, I was on the beach taking photos of a beautiful sunrise, I didn't notice the black storm clouds behind me. In no time at all lightning was striking all around me. I ran like hell back to the caravan but it was locked and everyone was asleep and ignored my cries, so I spent 2 hours in the toilet block. Happy days.
Steve Bloomer:
A painting wot I did of me dad, flying his kite, fag in gob, Chapel beach c1955. Loved our hols at Chapel.
A painting wot I did of me dad, flying his kite, fag in gob, Chapel beach c1955. Loved our hols at Chapel.
Watercolour Portraits of Grandma & Granddad Faulks. Granddad served with the Sherwood Foresters WW1. He received a shrapnel head wound during the Battle of the Somme and while in hospital produced this beautiful embroidery,one of two, the other being the Foresters emblem. If we were very good as kids he would let us feel the shrapnel still in his head, it was thought too dangerous to remove.