Pick your way through wall to wall deckchairs, beach towels, fortresses of sandcastles, and happy holidaymakers. Punch and Judy, ice creams, donkeys, Ambre Solaire. Blackpool in its glory days.
At 4.30pm the beach emptied. Crabby, sunburnt children and exhausted adults scuttled back to their B&Bs for tea. 5pm prompt!
Lying in wait for the mass exodus, local kids lurked. It was time for serious beachcombing, on the hunt for left behind treasures and, with luck, pennies and sixpences.
Fifty years later, head down, and still looking for treasure!
Now, what to do with such a magnificent collection?
Meet the cast