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Memories of Herne Hill
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My Memory of Herne Hill
My father Frank Clarke was the caretaker at Dorchester Court for many years, and we as a family lived in the bungalow which went with the job. In about 1957-1958 he was given the sack, and a friend of the owner was given his job. We were devastated. We had nowhere to live so my sisters and my mother were sent to a 'rest centre' in Camberwell Green. My father was not allowed there and had to get a bed and breakfast. It was awful. We had to share a room with another family. It was scary and still haunts me now. We eventually moved to 58 Milkwood Road, Herne Hill. I left there when I was 18 to get married. I think our house has been pulled down now.
Manor Farm Dairy - 12 Herne Hill Road SE24
My uncle George Bowen and his wife Rene ran the Manor Farm Dairy out of 12 Herne Hill Road. According to my mother who would visit them during the holidays - milk was delivered in those days in big churns pushed on a barrow.
The housewives would bring out their jugs and milk was ladled into the jug. There was only one kind of milk no choice with regard to skimmed or semi-skimmed. Butter came in big blocks and was put on marble slabs and weighed, it would be shaped and cut up on the marble slabs and shaped into rounds and stamped with a pattern of a cow.
There was a shop attached to the front of the house and Auntie Rene was in charge of that - she sold groceries and there were tables and chairs for refreshments. A favourite drink in the summer was ice-cold milk with a dash of soda water.
At the back of the shop was an office where the... Read more
Greater London memories
Staturday Morning Pictures
My brother and I and friends would all go to the Palladium, we would watch Cowboy and Indian films and we would all boo when the Indians came on. We also saw great cartoons. I think we payed 6 pence. We all sang the Saturday morning song "We are the Boys and Girls " ... and I can't rememember the rest of the words. All I know is I loved going, I would look forward to Saturday morning.
The Town Hall Bells!!!
My grandparents lived opposite the town hall and whenever my younger brother and myself stayed with them the town hall bells used to keep us awake. The clock used to chime every quarter and of course the full chimes on the hour. Oh what memories of Daisy Dormer Court where they lived. I went to infant school in Santley St off the Acre Lane, and lived in Tintern St. Oh such happy memories of times gone by.
Tulse Hill in The 70's And 80's
I lived in Tulse Hill from around 1970 to 1990, at first on the Tulse Hill Estate (Booth House) and then Gaywood Close up the hill. My abiding memories centre mainly around my time at Dick Sheppard School - now sadly just a memory - and especially the time my gang had a fight with another school in Herne Hill one lunch time that eventually escalated into a pitched confrontation in Brockwell Park involving hundreds of pupils from a number of schools in the area! More everyday was the lovely 2b routemaster running up to St Martin's Library, Flo's newsagent on Elm Park, Andy the barber - opposite Allied Carpets, and of course the Tulse Hill Tavern. Everyone got along - especially as kids, but propaganda and cultural peer pressure changed some as they entered adulthood. The Police were universally mistrusted and disliked - following years of experiencing endless stop and searches, racist attitudes, rudeness and just plain arrogance. Looking back now, I realise I got into a hell of... Read more
Booth House
We lived in 7 Booth House for 11 years. We were the Scottish family the Geekies who had a very violent father. I remember an old bloke who was a flasher who lived in Birch House. My mum called the police when I told her what he had done.
Neighbours
Nana Hall and her kids lived at number 1 Booth House. Peter, Ann, Sheila & Janice were her grandkids who also lived with her and their mum. Upstairs lived Susan Tucker...you can imagine what she was called all the time...poor kid!
