Watts's Memories

A Memory of Caterham.

If I remember rightly, in this year it was a Catholic school for girls. It was the last place I saw a red squirrel, I used to go under the viaduct to get there. There was a house at the entrance to the drive and there was a gamekeeper that lived there, his name was Mr Starmer (a not very nice old man, as I remember). Just across the road was the school playing field.