Mormon Temple c1965, Lingfield
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Lingfield & local memories
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Falling in The Pond
Rod Swift remarked about falling in the pond - well I was one of these. Rod must be my cousin's son, as my aunt and uncle lived in the house referred to. Around 1953 on an icy cold day in winter, a crowd of us were going home after school. On passing the pond we knew there was thick ice so decided to skate on the ice. We did not take into account that it was beginning to thaw and around the outside you could see ice had melted. Quite a number of us went on the ice and most were fine, but I was in the rear and suddenly the ice caved in. I don't remember how many were actually in the water but I was very lucky as a bus inspector waded in and pulled me out from under ther ice. Fortunately no-one was injured, and I only had hurt pride as my mother made me undress outside in the cold. I wish we could have thanked the... Read more
Lingfield Pond
We used to walk past the pond everyday on our way to Lingfield Primary School. This was about 40 - 45 yrs ago now. One memory I will always have in when the pond was frozen over and my brother and his friends decided they would try their talents out at ice skating. We were all surrounded watching these boys and, I have to admit, to feeling really frightened when the ice broke and I watched with utter terror as my brother fell in.
The pond was also the place I went to for solace when I was sad and needed to think about things. I live in Australia now and I miss the little village of Lingfield very much.
All the familiar faces used to be seen at the pond, some were having a smoke, some chatting and others just taking a short cut.
I can also still remember the smell of the little one man prison there and used... Read more
The Village I Knew
I used to live at Raymead which was a complex of 24 prefabs, they have been replaced now by a new estate. I come back to Lingfield every year to see the village I grew up in. When I got married to a local lad in 1963 we moved to Tandridge, unfortunately it didn't last due to me but we used to walk to the village pond at night and there was at Christmas one night when it was snowing and they had put fairy lights round the tree by the prison, it looked so lovely I will always remember it as long as I live. I lived ther from 1942 - 1965.
Lingfield
Jean Chambers mentioned the bomb dropping on the school in 1943 - my parents shop (John Banks Outfitters) was almost opposite the school and I was born at the end of 1943 being given my second name of "Heather" after Heather Lumsden who was killed in the school and was a good friend of my parents.
Jean also mentioned the bomb that was found in 2002 at the bottom of what had been their garden. I wonder whether we lived next door to her. We lived for a time (about 1948/50 I should think) in Mount Pleasant Road - just before the corner next to a large house in big grounds and I understand this is where the bomb was found.
I see from looking at google maps that there is now a house in the grounds between that house and ours.
We left Lingfield in about 1960/61 and I now live in New Zealand but I have great memories of... Read more
Just Lingfield
If you hadn't fallen in the pond, you were not from Lingfield! So says my dad. The building to the right of the cage in this photo was a shop. My memory of this shop only goes back to the mid 1970s. My grandparents' house was behind the shop (the hedge to the right on this photo is the edge of their property), and whilst on holiday visiting them, my brother and I would play cards with Grandad for 5p a hand. He always claimed that he 'was the best pontoon player in the world', although he would always twist on 18+! We always managed to win and when we both got up to 50p we would always run down the garden path and go to the shop and buy a Cornetto. (They were banned from sale on the Isle of Man back then.) My dad was born in the house and we would go back every 2 or 3 years but now my grandparents are both gone and these... Read more
