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Frimley Green, the Lock 1906
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Year: 1954
Burrow Hill school
I was at Burrow Hill for 18 months, having been sent there because of poor conditions at home. It was the happiest time of my life. We lived in dorms that were built for wounded GI's during the war. They were built on stilts and had stable type doors. We used torches at night to move from building to building as there were no lights on the paths. Supper was a mug of cocoa and a thick slice of bread and dripping. For a boy from a London slum it was heaven! I would love to hear from anyone who was there about that time or has any photographs. Last edited: 12/11/2008 15:44 by Peter Savine |
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Year: 1940s
After the War
I lived at 257 Frimley Green Road- where Warrens' garage now stands - 1942 to 1954. There was an air-raid shelter on the Green which we watched being demolished. Every Nov 5th there was a gigantic bonfire on the Green, fired by paraffin donated by Percy Warren; squaddies would come down from Deepcut and add to the tumult, one year detonating the Gents at the Rose & Thistle. Whenever I'm in the south I have a wander round the village, which has changed remarkably little; even The Mons is still there (or was in 2006) run by Mr Clapshaw, later by Mr Heap, who was one of the few shopkeepers who didn't object (usually with good reason) to the village boys. My friends were Anthony Harrison, Geoffrey & Mervyn Ellis, Chris Dawes, the Warren twins, Ron ("Freckleface") Riley...any of them still alive? Last edited: 29/08/2008 15:21 by David Kearns |
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Year: 1954
Frimley Green memories
My Dad was Charles Cheyne, the village chemist in Frimley Green - famous for his cough medicine - the report in the local Camberley News when he died in 1963 reported "It was dark brown in colour and had no name. Word spread far and wide about Mr Cheyne's cough cure, and soon people were sending for his medicine by post from as far away as Gibraltar and Holland." My Mum was Joan Jarman - the local District Nurse, and one can only guess how she and my dad got together - bearing in mind their professions! I have lovely memories of living over the shop - and particularly our telephone number there - Deepcut 5! Dad had moved to Frimley Green in 1928 and opened his own chemist shop at 261 Frimley Green Road - it is still a Pharmacy today, but owned by a large chain rather than private. I would love to hear from anybody who remembers my Mum or Dad, and the time when Frimley Green was a real village. Last edited: 15/02/2008 12:48 by Elizabeth Keleher |
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Year: 1957
Mytchett Road. A memory of Mytchett, Surrey My aunt and uncle used to own a large old house in Mytchett Rd. It had a long driveway leading down to an orchard and fields, where my cousins and I would spend many happy hours. In one field was a large pond with a willow tree on the bank.The geese, led by the gander, would often walk down the drive and round to the pond. Occasionally they would take a short-cut through the bushes which led to the pond, the one time we were sitting in there! The gander wasn't exactly 'friendly', so there was only one way out for us, straight into the pond! The pond and the fields have long gone, but the willow tree still stands in what is now the playground of the local primary school. Posted: 04/01/2008 20:55 by Julia Clarke |
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![]() Frimley Green, Old Cottage 1906 (ref: 54907) |
Memories of Bedford Lane. A memory of Frimley, Surrey This cottage is in Bedford Lane. I lived in the house called Connemara which is still in Bedford Lane. My father Samuel Frederick Richardson and his brother George were both bricklayers. Both were demolishing the cottage and they were burning the thatch. My brother John was playing dare. He walked through the outer edge of the white ash and dared me to walk through the middle. Unfortunately I did and was very badly burned. Mother rushed round all the houses, collecting tea leaves to put on my legs. In those days people didn't empty their pots every brew. They just topped them up with a little more tea and hot water. To this day, I do not know where Mother got the idea of the tea leaves. It certainly worked. Just a few little scars and they are hard to find. After demolishing the cottage, they built a red briick pair of houses. A Mr Fairminer lived in the first of the pair. I went to school in Frimley Green with his son. Posted: 06/04/2006 16:20 by Mr Df Richardson |
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