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Historic maps of Kingscote and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Kingscote maps
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Turners Hill| West Hoathly| Sharpthorne| Crawley Down| East Grinstead| Felbridge| Highbrook| Brambletye| Ashurst Wood| Forest Row| Ardingly| Copthorne| Worth| Copthorne Bank| Horsted Keynes| Balcombe| Chelwood Gate| Dormansland| Burstow| Shipley Bridge| Danehill| Colemans Hatch| Lingfield| Three Bridges| Smallfield| Ashdown Forest| Crawley| Lindfield| Nutley| Gatwick
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Memories of Kingscote
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The Village Green
I lived in Turners Hill from 1941 on Tulleys Farm just down the road from the village. On a Sunday evening my family would first go to St Leonard's church then we all went and sat on the wall over looking the village green to watch and listen to Copthorne Brass Band. Some weeks my grandfather Charlie Covey would play in the band, other weeks he would be on point duty directing the small amount of traffic that trundled up North Street (to the right of the photo). He also went around with a wooden collection box for the band. Another bit of excitement were the coaches that stopped (Timpsons I think) on the way back to London from Brighton. I live about 5 miles away now but I still go to Turners Hill a lot as my oldest brother still lives there, and I go to Tulleys Farm as an old friend of mine still lives there.
Grove Farm, Paddockhurst Road
I used to live at Grove Farm Cottages, Paddockhurst Road, Turners Hill. My father was Noel Sargent and worked as a farm employee for Grove Farm which was either managed or owned by a Mr. Hocken.
My father's name was Noel, married to Dorothy (daughter to Charles and Elsie Clark of Ardingly). I had 2 brothers, Michael the eldest and Colin the youngest of the trio. My brother Michael also worked as a farm employee on Hocken's farm. I can remember sitting on the mud-guard of the tractor my brother was driving when ploughing one of Hocken's fields.
I can remember attending Turners Hill School in the very early 1960's. I then changed schools and remember catching a double-decker bus to Ardingly. I used to travel with my older brother Michael. We can both remember two other males around the same age as us who used to get off the bus at a row of houses just south of The White Hart along Selsfield Road. All four of... Read more
Happy Times
As children we were very priviliged to be part of the village community. We spent many carefree hours playing and making camps in the woods and fields, sometimes we would venture further but had to keep a watchful eye for the keepers. I'm sure they knew we were about but most of the time they turned a blind eye. I was fascinated by their traps, they may seem cruel to some these days but they had a duty to look after the birds ready for the forthcoming shooting season and to provide a good show for their employers, their employment and housing for their families depended on it. On the whole the estate were excellent employers and looked after their workers, many of whom came from previous generations of estate employees. The estate owned much of the village then and this led to a fairly stable and contented way of life for most. Carpenters, woodsmen, decorators were all needed to maintain the many properties that the estate owned, not including... Read more
Memories
My paternal great-grandparents used to live in 4 Mantlemass Cottages and I can remember my grand-parents taking me there quite often. I have vivid memories of sitting around the Aga and looking look up the chimney and seeing the sky. I also often used to go across the road to see other relations called the Milhams as the wife Madge was a relative on the Baker side of my family.
The Ham And Egg House
My father was landlord of the Crown from 1958 until 1984. He was previously manager of the Beachy Head Hotel which he managed on behalf of his mother. When he took over the hotel on the 13th January 1958 it was snowing and he hardly had any customers due to the weather. He slowly built up trade and was one of the first pub grub hotels in the south of England, specialising in Ham and Eggs and even received letters addressed to The Ham and Egg pub Sussex.
Rapleys Corner Shop
The shop on the corner as pictured was called Rapley's Corner Shop owned by Mrs Rapley in the 1950's, and as a child I used to help Mrs Rapley serving and re-stacking shelves with stock after school and on Saturdays. I loved doing it and spending time talking to people as they came in for their groceries. In those days the sweets were in huge jars and were measured out by the ounce into brown paper bags! I remember eating dairy ice cream blocks in between wafers, the ice cream was really creamy and wrapped in paper then and the wafers kept in big glass jars! Cigarettes came in packs of 5 and 10 then too!!
HAPPY MEMORIES OF SCHOOL HOUSE
I was born at School House, Crawley Down in 1941. My Gran and Grandad (Reg & Florrie ... known as Ducky ...Fry) lived there for many years. My elder sister Jean and I (Jacki) lived there with my Mum, Marjorie and Dad Jack Hilton, until we moved to Crowborough. My sister and I spent the long school summer holidays with our lovely grandparents. Gran was caretaker and cook at the school and Grandad was verger at the church. His Mum Elizabeth, known as Granny Fry or Lizzie, was a wonderful lady who lived to be a few weeks short of 100yrs, her grave is on the corner, as you go to the side door of the church. She and her husband Job looked after the church for many years too, before Grandad took over! Mr Guy Blaikie was the Vicar as I grew up.
I now live in Seaford, but do go back to see the changes, to the place that holds so many happy memories for me.... Read more
