Nostalgic memories of Epsom's local history
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These were the original gateposts that marked the entrance to Nork Park. These originally where placed at the entrance to The Drive, that leads to Nork Park.
Later in the 1930's, they where moved to their present site at Ruden Way when the Nork Estate and Country House was sold.
Luckily, two of these posts remain in the same place today. This is the view I wake up to every morning!
EpsomHistorian.
Ebbisham Hall for dances.
White Hart next door.
Spread Eagle opposite.
Eclipse pub West Hill.
Nelsons open air pool.
Snooker hall above Burtons.
Cafe in South Street.
Arthur Wheeler Waterloo Road where I bought my first bike.
And I loved the racing.
Who remembers the Cabin shop in the alleyway between Longrove Rd and Horton Hill. Mum sent me shopping there many times with a list. Quite scared sometimes as there were a lot of mental patients wandering around the alley. Cute little shop though . Barbara Sainsbury
During the war I attended Sherwood Boarding School on Church Street and Downs Road. Behind the house was an abandoned and overgrown chalk quarry (The Pit) with an old cottage, our arts and crafts classrooms. The cottage is gone and it is now called "Elizabeth Welchman Gardens"
On Saturdays we also went to the Odeón morning matiné. One of our group would pay to get in then open the side door for the rest of us! Inside ...see more
We were part of the 3rd Cadet Batallion of the East Surrey Regiment. Our base was the wooden huts erected behind Snows cycle shop in East Street after a German bomb obliterated the infants school that was there.
The Officer in charge was Captain Estell who had a beautiful daughter, cannot remember her name, sadly. We had a terrific band, in which I played the Cornet and very occasionally the side drum.
The other ...see more
I drove that route on and of from 1973 to 1988.
Best job I ever had I enjoyed bus driving shame it went private.
I have been looking for any one with the surname of Rowland in the borough I have managed to locate my great Grandparents grave in Epsom cemetery and after looking up census information have come to a dead end,as my grandfather moved to Sutton before the 1st world war all contact seems to have got lost.He had 3 sons one of whom died in 1948 but my father and uncle lived well into old age,so there is now a few of us ...see more
Had my tonsils removed in the cottage hospital. I can still remember the panic as the ether pad was clamped over my face!
Everyone layer to attention during Matron's rounds I recall.
In 1949 when I was four years old I travelled by train from Scotland with my mum to visit my Aunt Nan, her husband Tom, and their daughter Dorothy, who was also four at the time. Uncle Tom was butler to Lady Sybil Grant and he and his family lived in a single-storey cottage on the The Durdens. I remember that the cottage was situated at the top of a lane with a wall on its left. Cousin Dorothy had a doll and I ...see more
Anyone remember the bus ride to Sutton from Drift Bridge, via Banstead. Didn't the bus have to stop at the end of the road through Banstead before turning very sharp left? The bus ticket man had to get off and see the bus round the corner before jumping back on. Wow! Has it changed? I suppose it must have done. In the spring, I shall return for a holiday and a good look round and reminisce. 1949 onwards - I was 7 in 1949.