My Grandparents, Aunts and Uncle had Guest Houses in Sweyn Road in Cliftonville, before my time but I know they needed the income of the "lodgers". My Grandfather Louis Kemp 1909-1970 was a musician and came down for one summer season in 1950, the rest is 'family" history. ----- Original Message ----- From: "Anne Peat" <anne.peat@bigwindows.demon.co.uk> To: <Isle-of-Thanet-L@rootsweb.com> Sent: Friday, May 05, 2006 5:57 PM Subject: Re: [IoT] hostile invaders > My Mum, who grew up in Ramsgate ( and whose mother took in paying > guests during the summer ) used to call them 'the lodgers'! > A Nother Nonny Mouse > On 5 May 2006, at 16:16, PJK :o)) wrote: > > > We still have hostile invaders - only these days, they're called > > tourists !!! :o)) > > > > A. Nonny Mouse. > > > > > > -- > No virus found in this incoming message. > Checked by AVG Free Edition. > Version: 7.1.392 / Virus Database: 268.5.4/332 - Release Date: 5/4/06 > > -- No virus found in this outgoing message. Checked by AVG Free Edition. Version: 7.1.392 / Virus Database: 268.5.4/332 - Release Date: 5/4/06

What wonderful memories you have woken. My Mum had guest houses (never boarding houses!) from when I was about 4, Dad worked full time for the NHS & part time as a taxi driver. The season started at Easter & went right through til September with the busy 'peak weeks' in the middle. In our first guest house we had 6 bedrooms to let out , my parents, brother & myself all slept in one room downstairs. All the rooms had wash basins but we only had one bathroom & one toilet, I never remember it being a problem though. In our first year, we were fully booked for the summer & the weather was incredibly good. Relatives of our guests rang wanting to come down but we had no rooms left, but they came anyway & slept on lilos & cushions between the beds. Entertainers working at the Lido Theatre & the Winter Gardens came to stay for their weekend gigs & ended up staying til the end of the season, then returning the next year. As the factories 'up north' closed for their annual holidays we would have the 'Birmingham week' followed by the 'Sheffield week' etc. They arrived by train or coach never by car & dad would pick them up in his taxi. Days on the beach, evenings at the shows, the arcades & Dreamland. That was enough then. Lovely people...lovely memories Thanks for that Barbara