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Between May and September suggests that the dog ban is for June, July and August only.
B*gger; poor bl*gger has a disappointing time in B*gnor
"Even the palmist had shut up her cabin and gone home" - better than her sitting there, not having forseen the lack of visitors.
I had been thinking of visiting Bognor, so this is a bit off-putting unless I combine it with somewhere else like Selsey.

My train ticket to Chichester cost £5.40 return. My tube travel to and from Victoria station cost £6.50!
I spent a most enjoyable week last year based in Felpham which is a delightful suburb of Bognor situated immediately east of Butlins. It’s a complete contrast to Bognor’s bustle and handy to catch buses into the surrounding countryside. Well recommended!
It pleases me that the banner photograph of the linked Town Trail showcases a domestic portal to Valhalla. And what I would give to have seen for myself the interwar Butlin’s zoo on the seafront with bears, leopards, monkeys, elephants and.. snake pit. Its opening seems to have been publicised by a fabulous 'escaped lion' stunt. Them were the days..
Opening a local newspaper article on a mobile phone (re community library) is a lost cause. So many popup windows, ad layers, video ads on frames and in-line, the article is not visible at all.
I lived in Bognor for over twenty five years and now reside in Adelaide, South Australia. Believe me, it’s not that much more interesting here!
Bob S beat me to it: you should have walked along the front to Felpham, just past the end of Butlins. Converted railway carriages, lovely village, interesting church, Blakes Cottage (and alright fond childhood memories of sunny two week summer holidays spent on the beach in the 1960s).
I did walk along the front to Felpham.
A lone picnic cable has rarely crystallised that much poignancy, I daresay. A far cry from my first visit in the 1960s, where several main roads were lit by gas, and the seafront was basking in the heady afterglow of having been the setting of an angst-ridden Tony Hancock movie.
We had a family day out to Bognor in the seventies. It rained. All I can remember is getting wet and having sandwiches in our steamed up Morris 1100 looking at the rain.
Great:)
After a storm it's a good place to find cuttlefish bones and lignite
In January 2019, I went there for the only time in my life, to watch Leyton Orient play Bognor in the FA Trophy. It was one of the grimmest trips I've been on, and believe me, I have visited some real outposts around the country.

A Saturday afternoon at the seaside (albeit in midwinter) and only one place selling fish & chips, which were utterly dreadful. Nowhere to get a decent pint, and a real air of grimness hanging over the place. For a seaside town in the prosperous South, bearing a royal name... well, let's just say that expectations were set far too high.
If you like William Blake then Felpham's the place to be.
I like to refer to it as Bonyor Rayzhees.
Had a holiday there in 1962, heartbroken that the beach was all stones and there were no steam trains....
We used to go on holiday to the grandly named Riviera Lido Holiday Camp at Bognor Regis. Lots of great memories from maybe 1980 - 85. But the beach - so stony!
We went on several family holidays (by train) from Croydon to Bognor in the summers of the late 50s / early 60s.

My memories have mostly faded, but I do remember the very pebbly beach, and the playground and miniature railway in Hotham Park.

And it's definitely not as nice as Littlehampton or Broadstairs where we went later on.
I can never pass a mini/crazy golf without playing a round.










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