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Convent
I attended the St Michael's Convent when it was a boarding school run by the nuns. I remember Sister Anastasia who was very kind. Also the prayers and the lovely church next door. I saw that they have bulldozed the convent and I think it's so sad. I was there in 1963 and it was to be my last school before I entered the world. When I was there the BBC came and did a Christmas broadcast. I was Victoria Redman then.
East Sussex memories
Great-Granny Worked Here?
I do not have a specific memory myself but I think my great-granny worked here. On the 1901 census she is listed as a kitchen domestic. At the time Lady Ashburton and her children Alexander and Lilian Baring and many other servants are listed as living here. I am tracing my family tree and I am looking for any books or photographes taken around 1900 or any local historian that may have some more infomation about Buxted Park and the people that lived and worked there.
Anything at all would be greatly appreciated. Thank you.
Horney Common as A Child
I was born in London in 1938. When war broke out the following year my father sent my mother and myself down to Devon but soon after that he, and many of his regimental colleagues in the Army, rented a large country house in Horney Common and put the mothers and children there for the duration of the war. It was pure bliss as a child - there was the company and fun of other children in the house and every time one of the fathers came home on leave another little one turned up nine months later! The cottage was Woodstock just down the hill from the Common itself. What a treasure that was - wonderful garden, fruit growing lushly in all seasons falling from the trees, the meadow in front with the garage at the end of it and the spoiling of a dear couple, Mr and Mrs Furst, who lived in the cottage next door. My favourite flower is still the polyanthus which grew each spring in... Read more
Horney Common
I have just read Juliet Baxter's memories about Woodstock. My mother bought Woodstock in 1946 for her mother to live in. She lived there and bred dogs until the 1960s. I have many happy memories of staying there as a child.
I have lots of photographs of Woodstock, including a postcard from, I think, the 1930s. I went to see the house 6 months ago, but no one was in. It hasn't changed a lot.
Blackboys Post Office
This was the year that I and my family moved into the Post Office where we lived for the next 9 years. During this time I saw lots of changes to the buildings accross the Framfield Road. My father changed the inside of the Post Office. The old wooden counters were removed and replaced with open shelving and self service shopping.
There was a sorting room inside the Post Office which was busy each morning as the post and parcels were sorted into different rounds for Nora who delivered everything on her red bike, except at Christmastime because of the amount of parcels and post. This was deliverd by car with lots of help.
The Post Office is no longer there and the trees have all been cut down but the photos that were taken of the people and the place are still with me today and bring back the happy times we all had.
I Was There.
John your memories of Blackboys Post Office bring back cherished memories of my own. I was fortunate to have lived in Brownings Cottages opposite the PO and at the age of ten I helped ?? to remove the counters and walls one Saturday afternoon, with yourself, your father and Mr Berry, who referred to me as FOREMAN.
St. Phillips Convent
I believe that before the convent was called St. Michaels it was St. Phillips located on Church Street opposite Fullers Bakery. The lady would come over on our break and sell sticky buns out of a square basket for a penny a bun. I went to the convent at the age of 31/2 at in 1937. I well remember the day war broke out, we were fitted with gas masks in the playground. When the bombing got bad we were brought home to Surbiton, Surrey. I also remember Sister Camillis and Sister Imelda and sister Anastasia and a french teacher called Mrs Collins. Does anyone remember Freda Parkinson. Her name sticks out in my memory. Ann Blaker. My other sisters went there too; Betty, Violet and Kathleen.
