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Any Historians Out There?
This isn't a memory ......more of an appeal perhaps to any historian in Rudgwick.
My mother, Una Griffin aged 15 and her sister Patricia aged 19 arrived at Liverpool from Bombay on the 5th June 1944. The were daughters of Jim Griffin, an army officer. Their mother, Annie Griffin had died aged 41 in December 1938 in Poona. On the Incoming Passenger List of the "Sibajak" they described their address in the UK as THE KINGS HEAD IN RUDGWICK.
I know of no other connection with Rudgwick. My mother settled in Croydon where I was born in 1957, but I moved to North Wales when my Mother died tragically in 1963.
If someone has any idea why my mother and aunt stayed at The Kings Head I would be so grateful.
Thanks.
The Loxwood Ale With The Broadwood Morris Men & Whitethorn Morris
What a weekend that was! Friday to Sunday with glorious weather, camping in the grounds of Loxwood Village Hall and all the organisation of a splendid Morris Dancing tour taken care of by the Broadwood Morris Men.
More than twenty years later I still recall this "Loxwood Ale" as one of the very best occasions on which I led the Whitethorn Band to play for our Morris dancers. I played my 48 button red Hohner accordian and survived the hot sunshine with quantities of beer from this pub - and others too! My wife Elizabeth danced for Whitethorn Morris and we both have lovely memories of the occasion. Somewhere in the archives of our Morris Dancing friends we even have some old video taken of the dancing in the grounds of the Loxwood Village Hall. I particularly remember the hot weather and the local Broadwood Morris Men scattering Tansy stems on the floor of the hall entrance to keep it clean and cool!
Bus Depot Information Request
Does anyone have any photos or information on FH Kilners bus depot Sunbeam buses that was run from my father's land in Guildfod Road, Loxwood in 1942? The bus depot is still standing although old and we often feel a presence and tobacco smoke (not my father's type) in there as if one of the drivers has not left! It was also the old coal supply depot? Any info appreciated as I would love to give my father some bits to hang in his house as part of our local history that should not be forgotten. Regards, Jenny Stark, nee Stone
John Delves
This is Alan Edgar Fullwood's memory and the reference to Slinfold is right at the bottom of this narration:
Edgar Fullwood was my father. He was born in Birmingham England in what is to me the beginning of our history in 1875 on October 31st, and he was the grandson of Joseph and Ann whose birth and life times are unknown to me. His parents were know to me as a school boy; Henry, his father was born in Birmingham and moved to Wolverhampton soon after my father was born. Henry married Jane Badger, known to her family as Jenny.
Henry and Jame had 3 children Minna, Gertrude who died in infancy and Edgar. Like his father Henry was a silversmith and jeweller and suffered from “consumption” now called tuberculosis and on the recommendation of his medical advisers decided to migrate to Australia as the climate was warmer and dryer. This he and Jane with Minna and Edgar did in 1883 by steam boat with sails, the voyage taking about... Read more
Slinfold in The War Years
I visited this site and was intrigued to find pictures of Slinfold. One of them, the village hall, recalled the time when I belonged to a village group called The Stane Street Players run by Mrs Knibbs. We performed plays there and at other village halls nearby. Not far away, on the other side of the road, was a sweet and tobacconist shop run by a Mr Pescod.. Further down on the same side was a butcher’s shop. The old school was on the other side. The village general stores and post office opposeite the pub were run by Miss C.C. Dawe. My Mother and I, together with an Aunt and Uncle, moved there in 1939 after war had been declared. Our house was called Suncote on the corner opposite the railway station. It was rented from the local squire, Major St John. There was no mains water, gas or electricity but a telephone was installed. Water came from a well and drawn into the... Read more
Sweet Shop
We used to go into a sweet shop in the High Street and buy Wagon Wheels. I am sure they were bigger then than they are now! One of the children whose parents owned the sweet shop had a snake! We were fascinated. Snakes as pets were quite rare in those days. Diana Dors used to live in Billingshurst, and we often used to see her in the Post Office, wearing a fur coat. She would emerge from a huge white car! My mother would say "Good Morning Miss Dors", but never ever got a reply from her! I wonder if the girl who had the snake still lives in Billingshurst? She would be in her 60s now.
Church Slopes
My mother used to walk us home this way, after I finished school. I got off the bus by the station. I used to go to the Immaculate Heart of Mary School somewhere near Billingshurst. I remember walking past the graveyard, and always feeling scared. There was a stile at the bottom of the hill, Mum had to climb over, but my sister and I could scramble underneath it. We lived in Daux Avenue, in the new bungalows. It was my parents' first house that they owned. I remember watching the man doing the artexing on the kitchen ceiling. There was a terrific storm, and the sky was as black as night. There were hailstones as large as golf balls, and we saved one to show my father when he got home. He used to catch the train from London, where he worked for the Civil Service. On another occasion the cows escaped from a local farm, and they ran amok through all the gardens, pulling people's washing off the... Read more
