Walton On The Hill
Walton On The Hill photos
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Walton On The Hill maps
Historic maps of Walton On The Hill and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Walton On The Hill maps
Walton On The Hill area books
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Memories of Walton On The Hill
Walton on The Hill in 40s
I was born and lived in Chequers Lane Walton in 40s. Our house which was No 74 was the Police House and I used to cycle to St Hildas School at Tadworth, run by Miss Adams who lived in house opposite Chappell's newsagent in Tadworth. I went to school with young Chappell. but sadly cannot remember his name. Used to be great as a kid riding across the wonderful expanse of Walton Heath and the Golf Club where Miss Paul was secretary.
My father as the local Police Officer given freedom of the course by Miss Paul for services to the club during the war and used to play there and did so quite often with Mr Miles who was a local probation officer. I remember the 80A buses that used to turn around and park at The Chequers, before later on doing so in Howard's Close.
I also vividly remember getting the 406 from Hedge Corner to Reigate when I... (Awaiting moderation, read more soon)
Dudleys in Walton on The Hill
My great-grandfather Henry Dudley grew up in Walton On The Hill, as did many of his ancestors and siblings. He emigrated to New Zealand in 1874. His father Jacob Dudley married my great-great-grandmother Jemima King in 1828 and they had eleven children. Walton On The Hill, I am proud to say, looks every bit as I would have imagined it to be, a beautiful, peaceful and serene location. Next year following my retirement, I will fulfill a lifelong ambition to visit Banstead and all its surrounding counties including of course Walton On The Hill. My family tree is on ancestry.com.uk .
An Idilic Childhood
My grandmother, Lillian Kemp, lived at 9 Howard Close. We visited regularly and had the best days running all over the village. Fishing sticklebacks out of the pond, looking for rats at the rubbish dump (!), trying to catch the wild kittens, riding various ponies bare back, raiding orchards for apples, watching the shire horses pulling the brewery dray on Derby Day as they set off from the Chequers pub. We lived full time, briefly, at Howard Close and I attended the school in Breech Lane and sang in the choir at St Peters. Sadly my grandmother passed away in 1971 so those wonderful days were cut short. I have very fond memories of those days
From Far Away
A while ago, a lady who came from Walton, was sharing her memories and mentioned she had been on holiday on the other side of the world. She had met someone who lived there and who had said they new of Walton, and of a particular gentleman, Mr Harry Bridges. I would love to read that memory again as Harry Bridges was my grandad
Stables on The Avenue
I was lucky enough to ride some some lovely ponies and horses stabled on The Avenue. My mum and l would ride out over Epsom Downs, Walton Heath, Headley Heath and Mickleham Downs. It was a wonderful way to experience the countryside and l remember the sights and sounds and smells so vividly. Sometimes we would stop off at the Sportsman pub for a shandy, tethering up the horses outside, and in the summer months we would often end up walking the horses into Walton Pond to cool off their legs. When l was older, l brought my own small children to Walton and the Downs, and they have their own fond memories.
I am researching my family tree and have recently obtained a copy of a death certificate. The informant of the death (also present at the death) was Betsy H. Stockall of Rambler Cottage, Walton-on-the-Hill. Her husband's name was George and they married in 1915. I would be grateful for any information regarding the cottage or the Stockall family. No road name is mentioned so I am unsure as to the whereabouts of the cottage. The family were there in 1933, as per the death certificate. I have spent a lot of time at Walton-on-the-Hill for the last 30 years or so just because it is lovely. I had no idea there could be a family connection! It is funny how sometimes you are drawn to places but do not know why.
Hoping for feedback.