Nostalgic memories of Effingham'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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Does anyone else remember St Lawrence School in the 1950s? I attended from 1949 till 1955, Mr Watkins was headmaster. An elderly man who used to hang round the school children after school and give them half an apple each committed suicide in that period. He was called Mr Devonport I believe. He is buried at St Lawrence Church but I am not sure why as this must be consecrated ground! I remember the church ...see more
(ex Auton). So many memories of my years at the Convent. I learnt to ride here, firstly at the old stables and then a new one was built at the end of the long drive-way behind, run by Miss Turnbull. Played tennis everyday, we would rush out after tea to be the first on the practice wall. Great fun dormitories Mathew (run by Sister Carmel), Mark, Luke & John. If you talked after lights-out you were made ...see more
I loved my schooling there from 1950 to 55. We had horses (oh, those nighttime rides), outdoor swimming pool (freezing at midnight!), Guy Fawkes night in the Elephant Pit, long walks to Polesden Lacey, hockey games against the nuns (they were tough!), wonderful teachers, pretty awful food except for one year when the cooking was taken over by Mother Hildegarde. The day we drenched Sister Aloysius thinking we were ...see more
I was sent to St Teresas in the 60's as my aunt (Joan Turner nee Kleboe) had been amongst the very first students before the war. A beautiful building surrounded by large lawns & gardens, approached from either Effingham village or Dorking. We wore heavy green Harris tweed uniforms with po hats in the winter & green striped dresses & boaters in the summer. The headmistress was a Mother Joanna, ...see more
I grew up in Surrey Gardens, first at "Ceuta", then at White Croft. My father, Mr Crump, purchased the plot of land beside the footpath and the house was built 1947/8. During my childhood, Surrey Gardens was a rough road with many potholes, and our fathers became expert at mending our bicycles. The woods behind the houses on one side were our playground as was the Common beyond the station. ...see more