Great picture and description.

I find it very funny hearing someone speak about Saltdean. I'm 13 and I spend a lot of my Friday nights in Saltdean. I've never really looked at it in the way Jessica speaks about it here.

I think I was really cool and that I would recommend to all the public to walk along it.

How I miss my Saltdean undercliffs walk! I lived in Woodingdean for 22 years and with my husband regularly walked from Rottingdean to Saltdean; it was everchanging and we experienced the most magnificent sunsets. We now live in Courseulles-sur-Mer in Normandie and the beaches there are sandy, sheltered and stretchover miles, the memory of the Saltdean undercliff walk remains in my mind and in my heart.

Nearly 50 years ago I sometimes used to walk the whole of the Undercliff from Black Rock to Rottingdean, with my mum or my then boyfriend, visit Rottingdean church which had goldfish in the pond in the church grounds, and then catch a No.17 open-top bus back to Kemp Town where I lived. Happy memories.

Nearly seventy years ago we used to walk the Undercliff Walk. We would go picking up winkles off of the rocks, also we would sit on the wall watching the rich people's children go for rides on the donkeys. Sometimes they would pay for us children to have rides, which we loved. I liked the donkey with a basket seat on its back the best. They would also buy us ice creams as well. I suppose they must have felt sorry for us all, sitting on the wall watching. In those days you were not afraid to take gifts like that from strangers. Shame you can't do it now.

I have driven past this many times and didn't really think to stop until I signed up for 6 lessons in Nordic Walking and was told they took place at Saltdean. What an experience - the first day was windy and wet, and we had difficulty managing our walking poles. On subsequent occasions when it was sunny and breezy I came to love the Undercliff as we stormed up to the marina at full speed, the sea on the left crashing against the sea wall and the white cliffs shining on the right. Well worth a visit

I moved from Brighton in 1952 to Bletchley (the home of the codebreakers) I can remember when I was a child, the veteran car race used to run past our house as did the walking race. Am I right in thinking that the policeman then used to wear white helmets and gloves? Doesn't you mind play tricks on you as you get older....

Sandra you are absoluley right, the Brighton Borough Police did wear white helmets in the summer, these were phased out when the mass amalgamations of police forces took place and borough forces became part of the county force.
I am the proud owner of a white Brighton helmet and as a collector of police memborilia rank this as one of the my top items.