Yards From Home!

A Memory of Hove.

I grew up in Hove in the 1950s in Connaught Terrace, a small, seemingly insignificant road of terraced houses just around the corner from this church. The structure behind the church spire in this photo is a gas holder. The streets where I and my friends played are directly behind it. My mother used to take my baby sister and I to this churchyard in the afternoons and would sit in the sun whilst I played amongst the gravestones. We lived there until I was seven when we moved to Hangleton, a council estate on the north side of Hove and right on the edge of the South Downs. Our house was (quite literally) a stonesthrow away from open countryside. Living there was a little boy's dream. But that's another story!