East Grinstead, London Road 1891
Photo ref:
29587
Photo ref:
29587
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If the High Street represents remarkable survival, London Road does not. The fine Italianate stucco building of about 1850 on the right survives, and is now Lloyds Bank. Virtually everything else has gone.
An extract from Sussex Photographic Memories.
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View BookA Selection of Memories from East Grinstead
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from East Grinstead
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I was sick with Chickenpox that Saturday when the bomb fell on the cinema.
I stood p to look out of the window to see the smoke.
I was at Aston House school 1943 to 1948
I started writng memoirs for my children
Remembered the Miss Holts
Anyone else who was there at that time/
In 1950, I started school at Chequer Mead. I had walked there from Copse Close, near Queen Victoria Hospital. We each had a desk and a slate to write on. My big sister was in the ‘big’ school, next door as she was fourteen. I used to stand and watch her play netball at playtimes. Miss Rowe was my favourite teacher and I cried for hours when I had to leave to go to the new Junior school at Blackwell. Lovely lady and great teacher.
As a five year old, and for the next six years, I walked up Blackwell Hollow to go to Chequer Mead school. Sometimes, I was accompanied, but quite often, I went on my own. I lived near Queen Victoria Hospital, so it was quite a walk for a little one. Unbelievable today, but of course, the roads were less busy, and life was much slower.
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