Elm Grove Gardens c1955, Wallington
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Duke's Head, Wallington Green
I lived just behind the Duke's Head from 1945 till the late 60's, and I believe this was where my parents met before World War II. My dad was working as a part time barman and my mother was sent by my grandmother to inform my grandfather, that it was time for him to drink up and get himself home for his tea! Mr Parker, the pub landlord in the 50's used to keep a dog called Duke. He was a friendly dog, especially when our own labrador bitch was on heat and on one occasion followed me all the way to school at Carew Manor; where Wallington County Boys were based for their first two years. The prefect on the gate told me to send the dog home, but Duke wasn't too keen to go. Eventually, after he had followed me inside and up the stairs, I was able to shut him outside the classroom door before apologising, red faced, to my teacher for lateness. Of course the Duke's... Read more
Holy Trinity in The Late 40's And 50's
I was baptised by the Rev. Brenn in 1945 and was sent to Sunday School from the age of about 4. I remember being scared to death by the head, the formidable Miss Hoof, who would give a loud blast on her whistle if anyone dared to mess about. My favourite day was the Tuesday after Whitsun when we all went to Bognor Regis for the day. We had to attend a 'short' service, which seemed to last forever, before we all charged out to the waiting convoy of Surrey Motors coaches which whisked us away to the seaside. All too soon, however, we were dragged from the beach to have afternoon tea at the Rex before setting off for home again. I think the vicar in those days would have been Canon Frank Colquohoun (with apologies if I've misspelt that). From about 1950 to 1957 I went to Holy Trinity Primary School where I remember Miss Howarth, Mrs Webber, Mrs Hull, Mr Leech and Miss Coates, amongst others.... Read more
I'm not sure whether this church was called Christchurch or Christ's Church; but as I recall it was originally a Presbyterian church which merged with, the then Congregational Church in Holmwood Gardens to form the United Reformed Church. Christchurch was then closed and remained empty for many years until it was sadly demolished to make way for Sainsbury. Incidentally, seeing the old concrete lamp posts in this picture reminds me that I remember them replacing the gas lamps in the 1950's and how much brighter the streets became at night.
The Flying Bombs
My family lived in Reigate Way, Wallington, Surrey. My twin brother and I used to stand outside our house to listen for the aproaching buzz bombs. On this particular day, one glided in and fell on the playing field and allotment killing a Mr Hunter, our local DIY shop owner.It also nearly destoyed our house, a terriblble time, we were only 13 at the time. My father managed to get us in to the Anderson shelter in the garden, just before it landed. Sadly, he died a few days later due to the concusion he received. Best wishes to all, John Woodward.
I went to Wallington County (no, we weren't 'Wally Boys' as people say these days), from 1957 to 1964. When our son followed me some 40 years later, I found the school very lttle changed from my day, apart from a new science block. They even still referred to the old science block as the 'New Block', and the new science block was therefore the 'New New Block'. Whilst I usually coped with academic lessons okay, anything physical was a different matter. I think Mr Wellstead the woodwork teacher, must have torn his hair out at my complete inability to plane a piece of wood. I could describe in great detail; exactly how to make a mortice and tenon joint, but actually doing it was a different matter! The same must have been true for Mr Ireland, the PT teacher, when he discovered how utterly useless I was at anything which involved throwing, catching, kicking or striking a ball; not to mention vaulting, bunning, jumping etc, etc. The only thing... Read more
Bandon Hill - High View School Days
We lived over the Express Dairy (opposite the Odeon) My early school days started in 1937 when Bandon Hill Infants were at Milton Road - we moved to Milton Road in 1935. The 654 Trolley bus route was nearby and sometimes the conductor would take out a long pole from under the bus to relocate the overhead poles to the cables above. When our class went up to the Sandy Lane school the Second World War had just started and often we would sit for hours in the air raid shelters where previously had been the sports field. During one raid a bomb fell in Ross Parade and killed one of my friends - his surname I can only remember was Abbot. Later we went on to High View School in The Chase and would swap shrapnell shell cone heads and bullets collected from the previous night's air raids. When the war ended we were encouraged to take 'Holidays at Home' and in Mellows park... Read more
Sports Fixtures Against Collingwood
I went to Highview School 57-60. There was a Mrs Ronane, or something like that, she just made us sing, draw, and read bible stuff when we were still learning our ABC. Miss Butler in K1 was brilliant, for maths and reading, really progressed thanks to her. I then got sent to a boys' prep school called Sherborn, which was supposed to be better, but in general it wasn't. The headmaster there, Arthur Nunn, was I thought really strict compared to Highview, with occasional canings in front of the rest of us, but nothing compared to what seems to have got meted out at Collingwood. I always wondered why Collingwood beat us in every game of cricket and football. Apart from us not being coached very well (we used to run round the football pitch at Beddington Park in a bunch of 20 as I remember), Collingwood boys knew they would get the living daylights beaten out of them if they lost. How Stalinist by today's soft standards. That Presbyterian... Read more
I attended Collingwood from 1957 - 1960 and yes, the discipline was severe. I once looked out of the window as a fire engine went by and was punished with 6 of the best! Mr Kirby Birt was an odd character with a viscious streak. They were all scary. I think there was a Mr Maynard who wasn't too bad. I failed my 11 plus but got into Trinity, Croydon. We used to go swimming in Beddington Park open air baths at the back of Carew Manor - few know of its existence but it was great place to go at w/e when we had proper summers!
I lived in nearby Harcourt Road. My late grandfather used to mow the grass and prepare it for the annual remembrance parade and open air service. During the hot summers the green would be packed by drinkers from the "Dukes Head" which is in the photo on the right. The green was the centrepiece for a parade of shops, both on Croydon Road and Manor Road. It brought together a small but friendly community, many of whom had served in the armed forces during World War 2. Most of us either went to the 2 local Grammar schools or Elmwood, about 1.5 miles away in nearby Hackbidge.
I was at Collingwood Preparatory from 1963-66. To say it was strict would be an immense understatement. It was brutal. John Richardson beat me on the hand with a ruler for getting poor marks in a maths test. As we completed our corrections, Richardson walked round the class with "Rosey" a red stick. I got to 7x=7 therefore x =. He was standing over me with "Rosey" and I wrote the answer x=7. That was it. I was ordered out to his study where I waited for him to return from lunch. He then proceeded to slipper me. I did somehow, five years later, manage to get Maths "O" level but it was no thanks to John Richardson I can assure you. Beatings with the ruler were often carried out in school assemblies. Richardson hit the boy on the fingers rather than the palm of the hand. All us boys would watch the spectacle and our stomachs would turn. When I was at Collingwood we played sport on a Wednesday... Read more
I went to Collingwood when Mrs Ingham was the head. The corporal punishment was at times severe. Another boy who was left handed was beaten and made to write with his right one.
We played football in Beddington Park - where is Mellows?
So Long, Beautiful Church
I may only be 30 and these pictures are before my time - but up until recently I lived in Wallington all my life and remember this beautiful church. Seems such a shame now that it is gone and there is a grotesque giant Sainsbury's in its place with an even worse eye-sore of a bus shelter which usually has mouthy chavs congregating by it!
Growing up in Wallington
I lived in Bute Gardens West, from Oct 1943 to when I married in 1965. My friends were Donald Scott, Rex Poge, Yashew, an immigrant boy who we nearly killed with a bow and arrow, and brother Dave. We had a club, The Silent Death, we called it the T>S>D>, and to join you had to do all sorts of stupid things like jump off Donalds garage roof, or kick a hat [with a brick underneath it!] funny, we only had 3 members...us. My Dad had a small flooring company called Patey & Sons, which later moved to 110 Stafford Road. Saturday mornings we went to the Saturday morning flicks at the Odeon. It cost sixpence but you could take your own torch, but don't get caught. Went fishing down Beddington Park, for sticklebacks and carried them home in a bucket. All dead by the Sunday morning. Went to the Grange for tortuous dental work, but later graduated to the butcher who opperated out of his bungalow on the corner of Demesne... Read more
When I attended Collingwood School for boys aged 7 to 11 we used to play football and cricket at Mellows Park, and I clearly remember going into the tea rooms many times to get a bun and a bottle of pop after practice.The Headmaster John Richardson was the best head I had throughout my entire schooling, very fair but firm.
My first girlfriend used to attend this school, and I used to run out of my school to go and meet her. We would often do our homework together at her parents' house. They were a lovely family, Bill and Ida Anscomb used to take Carol and I out for drives in the country and we would stop and have a picnic tea. In 1972 the four if us went on holiday to Benidorm, my first overseas holiday it was great and I still have very fond memories of those bygone days.
Carol became a very glamourous flight attendant and she married Peter Richards in 1978 and has two children.
In 1996 we met up again and for the next 4 years we remained close friends, but unfortunately lost touch again shortly after I moved to Worthing, which is one of my many regrets in life.
If you ever read this memoir Carol, please call me.
When we lived in Wallington from 1965 to 1972, I remember going into Mantles the newsagent/sweetshop and buying sweets for my little brother and I.
The town hall and library are situated behind here and looking down the high street which has not changed a great deal to this day were all the shops and the railway station. Fond memories indeed of our years in Wallington.
Moved to Roundshaw 1970
Great memories of Roundshaw, moved there in 1970. The decks were so clean with concrete still setting. Went to St Elpheges primary school, there I met so many friends to this day. Lived at 28 Hadrian Close with my parents, brother and sister. Used to play arrows, marbles, swap football cards which I used to get from the bluo van parked at the bottom of the road. Remember getting my Mark 1 chopper bike in blue and building go-carts out of old pram wheels and wood. At the back of our flat was a green where we spent many a time playing footie and our caretaker going nuts (marble eyes), "keep of the grass!". Youth centre on a Friday was great, onto Carshalton Hall. I can close my eyes and remember every path ,deck and walkway. Wicked times - Ian Strentz
I used to live in the Dukes Head. My uncle & aunt, Dot and Joe Craston, they were the tenants and I lived there with my mum and stepfather, Peggy and Derek Stone. Many good memories of the area apart from Collingwood School which I hated, all now departed, I wonder if anyone one here remembers them?
I remember corporal punishment, not being allowed to be left handed, lack of sports facilities and misery.
I was born in Cowper Gardens in 1946, my nan's, house No.11, where she lived until her death in 1979. My cousin was also born there and lived with her mum, Betty. I moved away in 1949 and lived in Peckham but used to spend school holidays with nan, and remember her neighbours at No.13, the Tiramanis, a lovely Italian family of 11 boys and 1 girl. The other side were the Hill family, the mum's name was Joan and they had 3 sons, John, David and Geoff. When we were old enough, my cousin Christine and I used to go to the library on our own - a big thing then, and wander down the high street to look round Woolworths; it had wonderful wooden floors that used to 'clunk' when you walked on it. I remember Sainsburys by the Odeon, my nan always bought pork and egg pie there - nothing tastes as good. Also in Stafford Rd there was a cobblers ran by a sweet... Read more
What it Used to be 1990s-2010
I was a teenager, I used to live in Carshalton from 1986, I went to St Philomenas between 1990-1996, I remember passing through Roundshaw Estate to use the libraries, there were fewer houses and it was just a massive field with just flats. It wasn't safe to hang around. I moved into Wallington in 1997 and used Roundshaw library and Wallington library more frequently, in 2004 10th October I moved into Roundshaw. Roundshaw library was rebuilt inside the leisure centre and was made part of Pheonix Centre 2006. The Sutton Borough, around Oct/ Nov 2006, decided to transfer the estate over to Roundshaw homes and make it independent. I joined the steering group to help redesign the estate. There was a ballot to help tranfer the estate and the community got involved. In 2007- 2010 flats were knocked down, new houses and flats were built, people moved in, the community grew with Roundshaw homes. Committees were created and the Roundshaw Community Board supported everyone. It was a scary time for everyone. ... Read more
18 Mollison Drive
Growing up in Wallington in the 70s and 80s was fantastic! We moved to Wallington from Sutton when I was a few months old, we had the house split into two flats nana and grandad lived downstairs mum dad my brother and I lived on the top two floors. The garden was massive with a large garage at the bottom, one night we had a bad thunder storm, fork lighting struck the garage fuse box and shot through our neighbours shed. I had the best friends, Daniel and his sisters lived next door Jim and Barry next to him and Saskia she lived up the road, I remember Jimmy having a large tree in his garden which we climbed regularly and Daniel had criss crossing garden paths which became roads. My brother Lee and I had a playing zone to the corner of Link Lane and up to Saskia's house, but rules were there to be broken so down to Mellows Park and up to the aerodrome we would venture.... Read more
The love of my life took me home to meet his mum and dad. You might imagine the nervousness I felt wondering if they would approve of me. I already knew their son was the only one in the world for me. I was welcomed as a member of the family, and instantly added two more very precious loves to my life. Many very fond memories there followed in the years to come. Montagu Gardens in Wallington will forever remain extremely close to my heart!
Please if anyone has information about my family from Wallington I would be so appreciative. Gordon was a postal worker in the early 50's to 60's I know. We found the street address of Montagu Gardens on a used envelope in a box of memoribilla. They continued to live at this address for quite some time.
Boys' Grammar School
I lived in the Clock House estate, nominally Coulsdon but easily accessible by bike to Foxley Lane and the 234a bus (single decker to get under Wallington railway bridge) to the boys' grammar school. I was there from 1955 to 1962 and although I thought that it might, in fact it did me no harm. In particular I remember the shop over the road from the school where it had a soda fountain (Pinches store?), you ordered a drink by value and currency e.g. 2d red, 3d green etc. with a packet of Oxo crisps and a sherbert fountain, what boy could ask for more? Laurie Packer
My mum found this site, and wow. I lived in Instone when I was 7 on the 9th floor with my mum, brother and sister, then we moved to Vulcan Close. We used to spend all our time over the field and on the decks, there used to be a van that sold sweets, papers, fags etc which my brother John worked on. Roundshaw was a fantastic place to live, I used to go to Roundshaw Junior School. We knew everyone on our deck which went down loads of stairs or a slope to the next deck which was Vulcan also. We knew loads of kids, plus the shops with the community hall and doctors below and of course the merry go round which burnt down. We moved away from Roundshaw when I was 13 years old and I am now 45 years old. I also went to Carshalton High School for Girls (but hated it). What lovely memories I have of my childhood there. I went back about 4... Read more
I never actually lived in Wallington but had an aunt who lived there for many years. Her name was Mary and Joe Smith and had two kids called Paul and Denise. Joe was a scout leader. I spent many school holidays with the Smiths and loved every minute of it. Just reminiscing about going to Mellows Park and cant remember the name of the other park at the end of Demesne road. When I was old enough to travel on my own from Glasgow I was put on the train to Euston where my aunt would pick me up, It used to feel as if I was travelling to the other end of the world but enjoyed every minute of it, it made me feel grown up. I have many many memories of the place much so too many too mention but would like to thank the people of Wallington for adding to them. Must return someday to see how much the place has changed or hopefully not.
Growing up in Wallington
I moved to Osmond Gardens in Wallington when I was 4 years old. I went to Beddington Infants School, then Holy Trinity Primary School in Bute Road and finally Carshalton High School for Girls. Looking at all these photos and reading all the memories brings back my memories of growing up. My dad was a regular at the Melborne pub, opposite the station and also all the other pubs in the area. I also worked in the Greyhound pub in Carshalton and also the Fox and Hounds in Carshalton. When I was in my early twenties (I'm now 43), I worked and lived in Sutton. I visited Wallington about 6 or 7 years ago. It has changed so much but I still remember how it was in the 1970s when I was growing up. It's part of me!
1975-1984 lived at 24 Vulcan Close remember the blue van and the football cards with the bubble gum very well! The 233 bus, swimming and Wilson's, knock down ginger, roller disco skates on the decks, moppit, the milk round with Brian, The Hadwins, George Derek, Michael and Debbie, the Copin's, Tina, Debbie, David, the Farmilos near the dairy shop, Gary Middleton, Marc Beech, Paul Bowman, Ian Mitchell, Lorna Eve, Lisa Jones, Tina Geary, Lawrence Francis, Netty (Annette), remember the fire on the fields in 1976 (the really hot summer), water fights with Fairy Liquid bottles! Raleigh Choppers chippers strikers, griffters, R/C Airplane models at the back of the fields, 1977 silver jubilee under the deck as it rained on that day, playing up at the woods near plough lane. The air raid shelter. Mr Oliver the caretaker at the junior school, riding home made go karts along the big slopes. Winning a silver medal for cross country at the play centre Tony Ash won the gold. Pinching gold top... Read more
I lived in Wallington in the late sixties early seventies. I lived at 7 The Mead and I spent some great years there. I went to Highview High School. There was always something to do and friends to hang out with. I loved Wallington, I still have a great friend who lives there. I used to hang out on Roundshaw estate and I know it got a bad reputation after some years.
I lived in Redford Avenue, Wallington when the road was a dead end with the old Croydon aerodrome at the end. I attended St Philomena's School in Carshalton. I came out to Australia in 1963 and have a son and a daughter and two grandsons. I am visiting England in September 2008 and will certainly walk up Redford Avenue with memories.
SANDY LANE NORTH
I moved to no. 6 from Thornton Heath, aged 3, with my parents, Sylvia and George. My maiden name was Ruthven. My brother Keith was born in 1958. I initially went to Bandon Hill school, but my brother got pneumonia just after his 1st birthday and they transferred me to High View, as there was lollipop lady and my mum wouldn't have to take me. One of my favourite memories is of Sunday School at the Methodist Church by Mellows Park. Our Sunday School teacher would regularly lay on tea and table-top games evenings in her home close to the church, which were terrific. I also loved going to Beddington Park and remember rowing in the boats by the Grange. Visiting my grandmother at Richmond Green in Beddington and going to Wandle Valley Park just along from there are also very happy memories, along with shopping and going to the cinema in Croydon. I remember the bread strike, but don't know what... Read more
I lived on the Roundshaw estate through the 70's and have great memories of playing runouts. I knew every nook and cranny of that estate. I had many friends that lived on nearly every close. I lived in Wallington for nearly 20 years. I loved going to Croydon shopping with my friends on a Saturday and walking across the fields at the back of the estate to the open air swimming pool, many a happy time there. It has changed so much what with the new development. When I got married 26 years ago we ended up living on the 6th floor of Instone Close. It had a great view. We lived on the St Heliers estate for a while near the circle, then moved near to Bristol where I am now.