Nostalgic memories of Pyrford's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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I was a patient at the Pyford Hospital from about 1959. I was aged four. I had dislocated hips and I was there for nearly a year. My parents could only visit at week-ends as we lived in London. However I enjoyed my time there. It was very children friendly. We were like a big family. The nurses were great. I had a friend called Billy who was older than me and came from up North. He had hurt his back. Then there was ...see more
My memories of Pyford Church are that I made my Confirmation there on December 22nd in the evening, and it was raining cats and dogs, there were steps to walk down, and I was dressed all in white, I was unfortunate and slipped and fell, and of course I was all muddy, they say it's unlucky when that happens, but I will never forget it. We lived at Wisley. Does any one else remember their Confirmation that night, 22nd December 1955?
When I was 5 years old I broke my collar-bone bouncing off my Nanny's bed! I was sent to the Rowley Bristow. My dad used to take me for walks in the morning along the river before my hospital appointments, we used to pick buttercups and shine them under our chins. These are special memories for me, as Dad died when I was 6. These walks were lovely 'together times' for us.
I remember (just) this church being built, in 1963 I think it was. I also remember going to the school Christmas services. Good days!
My father was a teacher at Pyrford School when Len Cowie was the headmaster. I remember Mrs Jones and Mrs Bugler and Miss Mcdermot and Mr Stevens, who lived by the old school in Engliff Lane. I remember being privileged to sometimes miss class and go swimmimg in the pool when my dad was taking his class for a swimming lesson (he helped build the pool), and once when swimming the Beatles came on the radio with 'I Feel ...see more
Like Ron Hardie I also went to Pyrford Elementary in the late 1950s before my parents moved to Canada. I still go back to my old childhood home whenever I'm in England. I still remember Mrs Dean the headmistress, the classroom in the village hall just to the left of the main entrance and the covered playing areas in the two playgrounds. Pyrford has grown drastically but Teggs Lane is still there as is the ...see more
I well remember Rowley Bristow Hospital as I became a patient in Rudolf Ward (under Sister Morris of Byfleet) the day before I was due to sit my O levels in June 1956. Fortunately, I was allowed to sit them in hospital and each day I was wheeled into a small room, between the two rooms that made up Rudolf Ward, to take them. I spent some 5 weeks there and the experience made me realise how very fortunate I was ...see more
I remember starting school at the 'old' school and then after 3 years moving to the new school - it seemed huge and daunting and many of us got lost in the first few weeks. Pyrford was great to grow up in then - we had fields to roam in, there were farms that didn't care about kids wandering in and asking questions (guiness Dairy Farm in particular), we went out at 9 in the morning and came back when we were hungry, ...see more