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Butlins

The last time I went to Butlins would have been in the late 1960's I know I was very young but I do remember a fair bit about it, albeit all in sepia. Where do I start? OK, the fairground, cable cars, the monorail, a bar called the Beachcomber that had bamboo all over the place and looked very exotic, fountains at either end of the outdoor pool where the big kids used to stand at the top and make the water spray around, being able to have something to eat and watch people's legs swimming in the pool through glass windows to it, Red Coats, two tiered chalets, litter bins shaped like pigs that sucked in your rubbish, 'baby crying in chalet 42' announcements, now do I remember that or was I that baby? Oh and my Auntie Betty finding a caterpillar in her salad, happy memories from a very early age. 

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