‘Package Holiday 1968-1985’: a very British love affair in pictures

‘Package Holiday’ recalls tans, table tennis and Technicolor in Trevor Clark’s wistful snaps of sun-seeking Brits

Vintage photos of Brits on holiday in Spain from the book Package Holiday 1968-1985
Poolside glamour: 1970s sun-starved Brits were smitten by the lure of the package deal
(Image credit: Trevor Clark. Courtesy, Hoxton Press. Copyright, Jake Clark)

A new book, The Package Holiday 1968 - 1985, published by Hoxton Mini Press (available from Amazon), taps into 1970s Brits’ love of sun, sea and teensy weensy Speedos.

In 1960s Britain, jetting ‘abroad’ was a pursuit associated with sophisticated socialites like Aristotle and Jacqueline Onassis, characters such as James Bond and working-class superstars the Beatles. It was only the late 1950s that British European Airways set up its ‘package holiday’ deals to Spain, incorporating short flights, hotel, all-day board, and lashings of family-friendly fun, with Valencia being the first destination. The deals were a hit, and the White Coast region got a canny rebrand as ‘Costa Blanca’ soon after. 

Package Holiday: a very British love affair in pictures

1970s Brits on holiday in Spain

Sunny delight: It was only in 1958 that British European Airways had set up ‘package holiday’ deals to Spain

(Image credit: Trevor Clark. Courtesy, Hoxton Press. Copyright, Jake Clark)

By the 1970s, many Britons, accustomed to their nation’s short or often rain-drenched summers, were thirsty for a taste of the White Coast and its exotic promise of tans, al fresco dining, and bourgeois sports such as table tennis. The chance to slip into something more comfortable by way of Speedos, bikinis and super-short shorts was an added, and most obviously welcome, extra.

1970s Brits on holiday in Spain

The White Coast offered an exotic promise of tans, al fresco dining, and bourgeois sports

(Image credit: Trevor Clark. Courtesy, Hoxton Press. Copyright, Jake Clark)

None of this new-found Technicolor fun was lost on the London Royal Air Force-trained photographer Trevor Clark, an Eastender who, having set up a studio in Soho, had become the go-to photographer in 1960s Swinging London, documenting the exploits of bands such as the Beatles and The Rolling Stones while he was at it.

1970s Brits on holiday in Spain

Trevor Clark's images capture the ambitions of a generation eager to escape life in a rapidly de-industrialising Britain

(Image credit: Trevor Clark. Courtesy, Hoxton Press. Copyright, Jake Clark)

Clark fancied a few rays himself and spotted a gap in the market photographing the wave of newly established resorts in the Balearics, and Mallorca in particular. His images, now collected in a book by his son Jake Clark, not only captured the glamour of the location – those saturated colours would have seemed like a window into another universe on the brochure stands of high-street travel agents back in Blighty – but reflected the ambitions of a generation eager to escape the social and economic restraints of life in a rapidly de-industrialising Britain. Two weeks in Magaluf were, then, an exercise in aspiration acted out in the new style of nylon leisure suits and, a dream that was accessible in the way that Carnaby Street’s delights of the previous decade simply weren’t.

The Package Holiday 1968 - 1985, by Jake Clark with photography by Trevor Clark, at hoxtonminipress.com, also available at Amazon

Man and woman in swimwear on package holiday in 1970s

(Image credit: Trevor Clark. Courtesy, Hoxton Press. Copyright, Jake Clark)

Caragh McKay has been a contributing editor at Wallpaper* since 2014. She was previously watches & jewellery director and is currently our resident lifestyle & shopping editor. Caragh has produced exhibitions and created and edited titles for publishers including the Daily Telegraph. She regularly chairs talks for luxury houses, Van Cleef & Arpels and Cartier among them. Caragh’s current remit is cross-cultural and her recent stories include the curious tale of how Muhammad Ali met his poetic match in Robert Burns and how a Martin Scorsese film revived a forgotten Osage art.