I was born in the Dolphin Inn in 1935, my sister Pearl in 1936.
My father Arthur Groome, was the licensee from 1929 until his death in 1963 from a road accident. I lived in the Dolphin until aged 19 all through the war years. I remember the place was always full of American service men and locals, along with many coach loads en route from Yarmouth, Felixtowe and Southwold. It was extremely busy.
After my father’s death, the Dolphin never flourished again. It was taken over by many tenants who all failed. I have called into the Dolphin many times on my travels, I have never felt that it was in good hands, sad to say.
My family are very sorry to see the new name change, but we feel that it is the only way it will succeed. The place has a reputation of failure.
I have always considered Wortham and the Dolphin as my spiritual home, and my sister, who lives in the USA, has even changed her road to Dolphin Lane, showing how much, as a family, we still have many happy memories.