Memories of Guildford
I remember my Uncle Reg taking people across the River Wey on a punt. Now there is a bridge. He also made a bench and a small bridge over the spring that cam out of the hillside. This was where the Pilgrims were supposed to be refreshing themselves before continuing on their journey. Reg and Silvia moved to ...Read full memory
My then boyfriend worked on Saturdays selling ice creams, I used to go up there to see him and sit in the sun looking at the stunning views.
I lived in Guildford as a child, and every spring my father used to take me to St Martha's to pick bluebells in the woods at the foot of the hill. It was a sheet of blue, and however many we picked it looked the same. In the 1940s I attended the Girls Grammar School in Guildford (opposite the Royal Surrey County ...Read full memory
I learnt to swim in the old Castle Street Baths. The old changing cubicles were a nightmare as the "wash" from the pool always resulted in wet socks!