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North Chailey maps
Historic maps of North Chailey and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all North Chailey maps
North Chailey photos
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Chailey Green| Newick| Scaynes Hill| Fletching| Barcombe| Lindfield| Haywards Heath| Danehill| Plumpton| Horsted Keynes| Burgess Hill| Ditchling| Maresfield| Offham| Uckfield| Nutley| Chelwood Gate| Keymer| Cuckfield| Ardingly| Fairwarp| Hassocks| Whitemans Green| Highbrook| Ringmer| Clayton| Ashdown Forest| Balcombe
North Chailey area books
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The Beards of Chailey Green Shop
My family were the Beards from the shop on the green next to the church. They had the shop from around 1754 to around the 1930s. George Beard the first was good friends with Thomas Turner who kept a diary, he recorded eleven colourful years of life in a Georgian village. Anyone who remembers them please keep in touch, I would love to hear your story. My grandmother was Evelyn Emma Beard / Kirkham.
Thanks for your help.
serenamkirkham@hotmail.com
Beards
My family the Beards used to run the mill in the 1800s. They also had the shop on the green which was there for over three hundred years.
The Butterbox
Spent many happy days as a small boy living at the "Butterbox" a wondeful place to live and explore, went to school in the village and used to spend a sixpence every Friday in the sweet shop
During Www2 - Were You Called ''Blackie''
We had many summer holidays in this lovely village. My aunt and Uncle had moved here from Danehill, and lived firstly in the Reading Room. Jimmy Edwards lived in the village and he often opened the gymkanas in the summer. My brothers used to stay with the Auntie and Uncle, while I stayed one year with the Griffiths. Who owned the Farm machinery place at the fork in the road just on the edge of the village. A lovely young couple. I remember they had a little girl younger than me. Also alovely lady who came in and helped with the house, who was very kind. I peeked into the office one day and watched the secretary typing, I was fasinated and when I grew up also became a secretary! For three children who lived in London Fletching to us was Heaven! Now in our 60's we all three have very vivid happy memories of that time. A very tall blond chap who had the nickname 'Blackie' was a friend... Read more
Family Tree at Barcombe
My great-grandmother was born here in 1847, Elizabeth Reed. Her father William was employed as a farming bailiff. I recently drove 200 miles to take photos of the fine church in the village, only to return home and see a better one on the net. However I did find 2 gravestones with Reed names on them.
Such a pretty village I was very pleased to have visited it, and almost wished the family had not moved away.
Living on The Estate
As a young boy I lived on Paxhill Estate from the end of the Second World War whilst my grandfather was the head gardner to Mr.Sturdy who owned this fine house, which I understand is now a nursing home. The estate was fully independent with a fully operational farm, garden and laundry with a staff of over 30. During the war Canadian Regiments were billeted in the woods near where this picture was taken - the pond leading up to the main house. My grandfather Walter Harris was the head gardener in many Sussex and Surrey estates prior to coming to Paxhill in 1937.
I have very fond memories of Paxhill Estate life, and as you could imagine as a young boy of 9 it was paradise. There was the scary Nunnery Wood where you never ventured becuase of strange goings on, the Quarry Wood full of bluebells and the dark pine wood where nothing grew. Fresh food and vegetables were free and plentiful.
Thanks.
Brian.
My Grandfather
My grandfather owned the corner shop in the High Street, it was a sweet shop. He was known as Pop Brooks. Grandad was loved by the villagers. His only son, Harry, my dad, was killed on 20th December 1942. My dad's name was Harry Brookes, he was 27 when he lost his life. After my dad was killed in Bomber Command, I came to stay with Pop. My dad's name is in the church. This year I have found through the internet a man who knew my dad and flew on some of the same missions. My family and I have been invited to 9 Squadron Reunion. I always remember sitting in the shop window as the pipers marched by on Remembrance Day. There was someone called Pip in the village, but I can't remember who they were. Grandad lost his first wife at the age of 43. Poor Grandad lost his wife and only child and I loved him very much.
