In 1903, 5 year old Archie Emms (my maternal grandfather-to-be) was busy building a collection of postcards of Lowestoft, the Suffolk coastal town in which he lived.
Present-day Lowestoft is a quiet place, but back in 1903 it was a busy Edwardian seaside resort.
It was also a thriving fishing port, from which hundreds of fishing smacks worked the North Sea for herring.
Like Covehithe 10 miles to the south, Lowestoft was then under constant attack by the sea. Many of Archie's postcards show this.
I wonder what went through Archie's mind as he looked at these images. They must at least have helped to keep boredom at bay. Edwardian Sundays can't have been much fun for a 5 year old.
These postcards must have offered excitement and escape much as video games do today.