The internet failing to come up with the required obscure "goods," this post involved putting a plug back on the record player and going through a box of 45rpm singles from the 50s, 60s and 70s
Our local Bard, Adge Cutler, immortalised the unparalleled delights of this part of the western shore in his song from 1968 "Aloha Severn Beach." Sung in a Hawaiian style, the lyrics are repeated below. The railway references in them almost make this post on-topic
Unfortunately, many of the sights and sounds of Severn Beach in the 1960s are no longer there - probably something to do with climate change and global warming
ThereÆs a little corner of heaven
Down there, by the River Severn
And I want to see, I want to be there
Down there by that Severn shore
For weeks, IÆve been scraping and saving
To get back where palm trees are waving
Where everbodyÆs ranting and raving
Waiting for the Severn bore
There beneath that western moon
Life can be so sweet, dangling your feet, in the Blue Lagoon
I want to see them salmon come leaping
Want to see that dawn come a-creeping
ôCause every night is Saturday night
Down in Severn Beach
Chorus: ôAlo-oh-ha, alo-oh-ha, Alo, aloha Severn Beach"
IÆm just waiting and riding
Until I reach that Chittening siding
Just to stamp my feet on the old concrete
Down there with those pretty queens
IÆll meet my sweet in her finery
Down by that oil refinery
WeÆll dance and play the days away round by the slot machines
There upon those golden sands
WeÆll dine on chips, IÆll touch her lips and she will hold my hand
And then IÆll take her to that Saturday function
Not far from Pilning Junction
æCause every night is Saturday night
Down in Severn Beach