Nostalgic memories of Blackboys's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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My grandfather owned the esso garage and my step nan ran the corner shop in Blackboys through the late 1950 s until my grandfather died. They built their own bungalow behind the garage which I think is still there? They had two grumpy , pekenise dogs that my grandad adored.
Hello, I am trying to find anyone that knew the Dann family in Heathfield and the Humphrey family in Waldron. Also I was told a Harry Gray played for Cross in the Hand Football team. Anyone have any photos or info please contact me.....Tim
I believe that before the convent was called St. Michaels it was St. Phillips located on Church Street opposite Fullers Bakery. The lady would come over on our break and sell sticky buns out of a square basket for a penny a bun. I went to the convent at the age of 31/2 at in 1937. I well remember the day war broke out, we were fitted with gas masks in the playground. When the bombing got bad we were brought ...see more
John your memories of Blackboys Post Office bring back cherished memories of my own. I was fortunate to have lived in Brownings Cottages opposite the PO and at the age of ten I helped ?? to remove the counters and walls one Saturday afternoon, with yourself, your father and Mr Berry, who referred to me as FOREMAN.
This was the year that I and my family moved into the Post Office where we lived for the next 9 years. During this time I saw lots of changes to the buildings accross the Framfield Road. My father changed the inside of the Post Office. The old wooden counters were removed and replaced with open shelving and self service shopping. There was a sorting room inside the Post Office which was busy each morning as ...see more