Theatre at the end of the pier
Easter 1939: I remember that when I was a very small boy, my father took me to the theatre at the end of the Palace Pier to see a show; what excitement. I can just remember returning home up the seafront to where we lived in Atlingworth Street and how sunny the day was. I can also recall seeing the old paddle steamer, Brighton Belle, taking people off for a trip to the Isle of Wight.
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Kayaking around the piers
Many years later into the early 1950s, my friends and I had two kayaks, and we used to go out under the pier to the West Pier. We would go under that, then out to sea and round the end of the pier, and back to go round the end of the Palace Pier, and back to the beach. When the speed boats were on the go at the end of the pier for a bit of what they thought was fun, they used to tear past us to upset us and often we had a long swim back pushing a partly waterlogged craft which was heavy going in the calmest conditions.