We moved to Bletchingley in 1958 [then spelt Blechingley] to no1 Church Walk [my mother named it Obberds]. I remember Selmes the Butcher and the animals being unloaded for slaughter, horrible. My dad and I would go fishing on Sunday mornings and catch pike which would be wieghed on Selmes's scales and then consumed by us for Sunday lunch! We owned nos1, 2, 3 and the old works where my Dad [Clyde Willats] ran an engineering business and we had a collection of vintage cars, Alvis, Morris, MG, Sunbeam etc. I now live in South Africa which I love and my brother and I are in the process of selling the Old Works which really is a bit of an eyesore! As a young man I loved Bletchingley and sometimes regret leaving!
A memory shared byon Oct 21st, 2011.
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