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I N 'S L U X U R Y H O L I D A Y C A M P T h e D i n i n g H a l l s |
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| Photos: Left - 1967 Gloucester Dining Halls Rows 49 to 60.
The window frames look different, but otherwise the building appears to be
the original.
Photos Centre - Putting Green and Dining Hall - Butlin's Holiday Camp, Clacton on Sea. Photos Right - 1967 The climbing frame outside the Dining Halls. You can see the catering staff sitting on the wall. |
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| Of the Dining Halls... | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| It was a fair walk from the (Red Camp) chalets to the Dining
Halls. Windsor was the nearest, being located in the Reception Building,
but the main halls were close to the seafront. When it rained, you had to
go paddling to get into the halls! The drainage could have been better. Looking
at earlier pictures, the halls used to have canopies to keep out the
weather.
Student and trainee waiters & waitresses worked very hard to serve every table as quickly as possible, bringing 4 or more plates on a specially made carrier. The atmosphere was jolly and the Redcoats were always there with a smile. If someone dropped a plate, it was the custom to cheer. At the evening meal, the Redcoats spun a pointer on a clockface board and if your row and table number was chosen you won a bottle of champagne.
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| Windsor Dining Hall 1965 | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| Gloucester & Kent Dining Halls 1969 | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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| The Dining Halls Memories | |||||||||||||||||||||||
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Ralph Morris recalls... A friend and I worked at Butlin's Clacton around 1978-9 as waiters. Soup on Tuesday evenings was never served as the waiters were paid on Tuesday mornings and after several pints were never in any condition to pour soup! There was also a catchphrase adopted by the staff and as we all sank into our staff bunks in the early hours (usually worse for wear on Saturday nights), an Irish voice would say "You won't be so chirpy in the morning". Well remember the Crazy Horse Saloon as it was more thoughtfully lit than other drinking areas in the camp. Wonderful days. Low paid but great fun. Would give ANYTHING to experience those summers again. One wonders what happened to most of it after it was demolished - the funfair rides, the train, the stagecoach. Where did they all go? Guess we'll never know...
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