This Cine Film taken in 1966 has not been out of its box for about 50 years, so I thought I'd share it before it deteriorated any more, it starts in Wimborne, then Boscombe, Sandbanks, Poole and Bournemouth.
I have just found this film and sat with tears running down my face, as this was a year after I got married. It brought back so many memories of those days. I am now a widower, and thought how much my wife would have liked it. She could have answered some thing that is driving me mad the name of the first piece of music. Thank you for sharing the film.
Words fail me. I was born in Bournemouth in June 1945, I grew up there, went to Bournemouth School for Boys. As I grew up I was all over the places in this beautiful video like a rash. I left UK in 1965 and moved to Oregon, another place I love. I lived all over USA but ended up moving to the Gold Cost, Australia. I've lived a full and exciting life and though I've visited Bournemouth over thirty times over the years, the video depicts the best times of all.
I also have fond memories of Bouremouth, Poole. Swanage and Weymouth as youngster on vacation with my Parents. Quality of life seems a lot better back then - we might not have had much but we seemed a lot happier! I moved to NZ 20 years ago and even here is changing fast (not for the better IMHO!)
I am your age and lived in Bournemouth during my childhood. Go there regularly to see family and all I can say is the place now has completely deteriorated. All the usual stuff drugs , serious crime, bent property developers and run down suburbs and over population. Always remember the good times.
I live in Poole and I’ve been raised in all the surrounding places, Bournemouth, Wimborne and unfortunately they don’t look half the place they do in this video. I feel like I missed out on the prime of my home town.
I spent many summer's during the school holidays in Boscombe. Leaving London behind me and staying with a friend on Haviland Road. Every day took that wonderful walk down Sea Road to the beach. This was in the 70's and we were young, not even teenagers, but we had a lot of freedom. I've been back a few times as an adult and still love the sea front. I moved to Sweden in the 90's but my mum and dad have just moved to West Moors so hopefully I'll get to see that sea front again :)
Ooooh sooooo happy to see this video. It brought back such happy memories of when I was a child. Wish I could turn back the hands of time and go back to 1966 People were happier, friendlier and Bournemouth was a fabulous town. Unlike these days.😥
Oh god, so Bournemouth has the whinger mob too, eh? Not just Brighton, then! The answer is simple: you don't pay enough tax to run local services and have enough left for floral displays, and you vote for central governments that, instead of covering any shortfall, underfund them. Yes, you do 'pay more council tax': guess what, it isn't enough with the rising demand for services. The problem is not them... its me and you.
@@MinesAGuinness Actually, the answer is even more simple than that: Import the third world, become the third world. And no amount of 'funding' is ever going to change that.
@@MinesAGuinness You are correct it is "me and you" but not for the reason you describe. Over the last 50 years the sense of civic and national pride has been slowly but inexorably eroded and conditioned out of the societal psyche. What was once "what can I do to help improve something" has now become "somebody else should do something about", there are many reasons for just why this has happened, but it's "we" that allowed it to occur.
So true Mark. I'm not too sure what a "tear-up" on the sea front is that Ann Other is referring to LOL. But I certainly still enjoy sedately riding my chopped Harley there when I get the chance !
Fascinating, thank you. I was born in Bournemouth in 1967 and always enjoy footage & photos of the town, from the early days up until the 1980s, when unfortunately things started to sour for me with so many changes. The period from 60s-70s when things were as I recall as a youngster have me a scrutinizing every bit I can. I worked in Bournemouth Square as a bookseller from 88-97 (still my occupation, but now in Poole) but rarely go into town much now. How things have changed, it's quite unrecognizable in places, not the town I grew up in. I've found this a joy to watch (again!) Thanks a lot.
who else got that sinking stomach feeling when watching these old video's..Never will they return, look at what we have now, absolutely nothing in that respect..
What wonderful memories, when everyday life seemed so different to today, though I'm not one for looking back but life has changed and not for the better. When cars on the road were virtually all British, not a BMW, Merc or Audi insight, no food banks or Charity shops, people weren't selfish like today when it's all me, me, me and people used to smile! I was in Boscombe 3 days ago what a change in the shops looking very rundown compared to 1966. I imagine when the train left Parkstone station all the engine driver had to do was let off the hand brake, that's quite an incline. Great film and quality.
What caught my attention is the relative slimness of the people in 1966, when compared with 2021. I was 23 in 1966 & like most of my contemporaries, we were lithe & fit. This was before food technologists changed the foods we ate. It was in 1964 that production of high fructose corn syrup (HFCS) began. Prior to the development of the worldwide sugar industry, dietary fructose was limited to only a few items. Milk, meats, and most vegetables, the staples of many early diets, have no fructose, and only 5-10% fructose by weight is found in fruits such as grapes, apples, and blueberries. From 1970 to 2000, there was a 25% increase in "added sugars" in the U.S. Whilst HFCS is not the sole cause of obesity according to the United States Food and Drug Administration, the last 50 years have seen fatness become endemic in most of the developed countries & it's not good. Check the many documents referenced at the end of this article. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/High-fructose_corn_syrup#Obesity_and_metabolic_syndrome
Think you're spot on, food production and processed foods really took a leap in the 70s & 80s. With inequalities in wealth growing everywhere, you can see the evidence everywhere and the litter of a fast throw away society.
You're right in some aspects but we dont really 'do' high fructore corn syrup in the UK. You should remember only ten years before this we still had rationing from the war so people learned to thrive on very little. Snacking is the major thing which has changed. Sure people had the odd packet of crisps or toast but mainly people just had three square meals a day. Nowadays people are grazing constantly. There is also some debate over whether artificial sweeteners may not be as good as they're purported to be for people trying to lose weight -- particularly when the diet coke washes down a large McDonalds!!
I consider myself lucky to have lived all my life in the area, that's 72 years. Thanks for the memories this old film has brought to me. Good choice of music 🎶
I grew up and still live here. But I was born in 1975. So it’s wonderful to see how my mum or my grandparents lived in a much cleaner and friendly looking area. Brought a tear to my eye. Wish I could go back in time.😓
Well what a Jewel to find 1966. My family were on holiday at the Manor House Hotel, Studland in July 1966. England won the World Cup. How could I forget; so born in 1957 that made me 8years old. I was fortunate enough to work in Dorset during two summers helping with gas and oil exploration in the 70s. Who would ever forget the summer of 76 if you had lived through it. Still one of my favourite places and my parents will be ever part of the seashore.
Absolutely beautiful. This was the year I was born. My late father was a gardener and worked on the displays in Bournemouth and Boscombe gardens for years. When I see them from this time and the lovely comments people make, I cant help feeling proud. Does anyone else scan these videos to see if they can spot anyone they know or knew?
That brought back a few memories. I lived in Parkstone and was 8 years old in 1966. Quite nostalgic to see Parkstone station where I used to watch the steam trains passing when I was walking home from school. I went to St. Peter's Parkstone at that time and also St. Peter's church where I sang in the choir.
I also sang in St Peter's church choir from 1966 to around 1971, firstly as a treble then a tenor. This film is delightful. I was at Henry Harbin then Seldown School.
@@trevorjones3273 Hi Trevor. I remember you. Don't you have a sister called Shelley? Wasn't your mother a dinner lady at St. Peter's school? My mother was the deputy head there until she became head of Springdale in Broadstone. After St. Peter's I went to Poole Grammar. The organist at St. Peter's at my time (and yours too of course) was Sidney Sayer, who used to be the headmaster of St. Peter's school until he retired way back in the early 60s. Were you still in the choir when Frank Gardner, who also taught music at Seldown took over? I've been living in France for the last 36 years.
@@markwadham Yes, I do have a sister called Shelley. She lives in Blandford with her husband Doug and has two daughters, Julie and Amy who also live in Blandford. My mother was a dinner lady at St Peter's School for a number of years. Sidney Sayer [or Tommy as his wife called him] was the first choir master when I joined the choir. Frank Gardner took over after Sidney Sayer retired. I attended Sidney Sayer's funeral at St Osmond's Church when still a student at Poole College. I went to Seldown, and Frank Gardner took music there when I was just starting my fourth year examination classes. I remember several fine concerts he put on. I left St Peter's choir after I became involved with an orchestra that rehearsed on Friday nights - Poole College Philomusica as a violinist. I became a music teacher after attending Dartington College of Arts and Rolle College Exmouth. I worked and lived in Hertfordshire, London, Cambridgeshire, Bristol, and South Yorkshire. I then freelanced as a singing teacher and conductor in Plymouth for sixteen years, and have lived in Stroud, Gloucestershire for sixteen years.
An excellent film, thanks for showing. I moved down to Bournemouth in 1966 and stayed for 9 years but now I live in country Victoria, down under, so seeing this brought back many great memories from the 60s and 70s.
What a fantastic film. Thank you for posting. My Dad and I lived in Boscombe many years ago. Heartbreaking to read about what it has become. What beautiful pictures of better times.
Thank you so much for this. I was born in Poole and was 11 when this film was made. I remember the places shown like yesterday. Many happy memories. Love the music as well.
Thank you for uploading this. I was born in Moordown in Jan 45 and during the period of this film I was on Yellow Buses (BCT as it was then). Loved trying to identify all the old cars!
Brilliant nostalgia - had numerous holidays in my teens in Bournemouth and worked in the Wessex hotel in 1972 as a gap year after finishing at Sheffield Polytechnic - great memories
I watched this with tears streaming down my face I was born in these parts This was filmed the year before my birth Until these awful times this is what life was like People walking around enjoying the sunshine and the shops travelling in their cars where ever they chose to go Happy free days We thought they'd last forever I though the tune Please release me quite apt for today
Wow, this video is a treasure for sure. I lived in Parkstone and love the shot of parkstone park. Amazing to see the old steamers, I remember when we lived there the ruling loco was the class 33. We moved there from London when I was 11.
Thank you for sharing this treasure Rod! I would have been 6 at the time this was filmed and it brings back many happy memories of Dorset (we holidayed mainly at Weymouth but occassionally went to Poole and Bournemouth!) Far better times!
I love this. I grew up and lived in Bournemouth during the 70s and 80's then spent a number of years in Poole and now live in Wimborne so I loved seeing these places. Thank you for loading this.
Oh wow !! Going back to the olden days ! Wimborne does have alot of hidden history ! Way before I was born ! I have seen pictures & videos of Bournemouth, Boscombe, & Poole in the 80s and 90s ! There was the trolly buses ! and Shamrock and Rambler. The clips on Boscombe Seafront remined me of On The Buses ! Nice fit birds !! as Jack & Stan would say.
Very nice - thanks for sharing and the upload. Your film really showed how lovely these places are. I empathise with anyone who has to see what they are now.
Fabulous. And what a great choice of music to go with it. I was born in 1966, so this is before any of my memories. I do well remember the amusements on Boscombe pier though. And since I live at park gates to see what the shops there looked like 54 years back was incredible. And was that Parkstone station? With roofs on both sides? Well I never.
Me too, born in Holt in '56, I went to "Pamphill" before it became Comprehensive. I remember free school milk, The Oddies coach trips, the train going over the bridge on Leigh Road, ryleys, macfisheries, cowdry's and Cullens where I worked for a few months before joining the Army.... What a fantastic place to grow up !!!!!
I was born in Boscombe hospital in 1962 and lived close to Hengistbury Head as a child. Your video has brought back such fond childhood memories. Thank you so much for sharing.
Thank you for sharing this film. I was born in Boscombe hospital, I was 16 at the time this film was taken, great friends and great memories of this time. I now live in Brisbane ,Australia and have done since 1970 and returned to Bournemouth on once and then only briefly but good memories always.
Well this has just been lovely to watch...born in 63 and from this era until about 16 we holidayed in this area of Hampshire (from Lancashire) every year(b n b hotels and touring caravans) The fish swimming against the flow and the chalets on boscombe beach were particular favourites...and the choice of music very much of the era...dont know why this popped up in my recommendations but so glad it di.thanks for sharing...
I am Swedish and I came here in 1954. I am now 86 and still can’t believe it’s all gone. Now my country offers better life than this one. Unbelievable how inappropriate leaders over the past 20 years have turned this country into ruins... it still could’ve been a great place to be if not corrupt people in Westminster
Lovely film brought back so many memories of wonderful holidays as a child in the 1960s with my late mother and father and my brother and sister. Some of Mum's family lived in Poole moving there after the war . We lived in the Midlands then but luckily for me I now live in Poole. How it has changed and not always for the best. Thank you for sharing this with us.
I was 11 when you took this film, living in Colehill, Wimborne. Mum worked in The Rising Sun, we later moved to Bournemouth, what memories, what a great little step back to childhood, Thank you.
Enjoyed that ,just as l remember it in the swinging 60s ,the cars ,the smell petrol ,mini skirts mods ,and pirate radio ,the days before pvc ,botch and business parks .❤
Thank you so much I was borne in Boscombe Hospital 19-04-46 so all this is a reminder of how it used to be and my School was Winton Boys school and have always lived in Bournemouth.
Just goes to show that you don't need traffic noise and other sounds. What you've captured is some nostalgia, coupled with pleasant music . Beautifully filmed, edited and presented .
A lovely film. So many memories of that summer. I was 11 years old on holiday at my gran,s in Poole during the World Cup. We have lived here since 1969 and it’s incredible to see how things have changed after all these years. Very easy to look back with nostalgia on a bygone age but they were happy days.
Great upload, thanks for posting it up. I was born six months or so after this was filmed, a short distance from the gardens & still recall a fair few of the landmarks (not just the pubs) from my youth growing up in the area.
So pleased I found this...thank you...I moved to the area in '71 and have no regrets as such, after 7yrs in London...the music accompanying the film is SO evocative of the period...dgp
When tennis balls were white and double yellow lines appeared .. fun at grandad's beach hut on the cliff .. the ice rink above Westover garage .. the bandstand in the gardens ..
Thank you so much for sharing this. I’m a 1970s kid whose grandparents were from Bournemouth. I adored them and Bournemouth. Lovely to see what Bournemouth looked like during their time.
This was around the time both my parents were in Bournemouth. I was born after the decline but I can see how beautiful it really was. My parents talk fondly about it and it makes sense now. Still fun to spot locations I know now as rundown and see what they were like when people cared.
Thank you for this, I thoroughly enjoyed it. I lived in Poole in the late 60s and early 70s and remember these places very well and enjoyed seeing them again.
my family have lived in Bournemouth since my grandparents moved here in the 60s, I'm only 24, the one thing that shocked me aside from obvious changes of style in the world...the pigeons look so much healthier back then!
Great video really enjoyed watching it and great soundtrack as well, some of my family and friends lived in Bournemouth and always said it was a much better and happier place to live when it was in Hampshire👍😎
I love watching "old" films. I mean look at those cars coming off the ferry "8.52" wow. How Beautiful were they. Such wonderful cars and fashion.❤ oohhh someone having a cheeky snog ,"13.19" he he. Thank you for the lovely music
This is absolutely beautiful, made by the first instrumental. I spent many holidays in Bournemouth and environs as a child and it was absolutely magical, coming as I did from the industrial north
From 9:00 - for a couple of minutes, not given on screen, it is Parkstone, the park near Ashley Cross, Parkstone Railway Station, St Peter’s Ashley Cross where Baden Powell is buried.