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Hamsey Green/Warlingham
This is indeed Hamsey Green. The view is from the Good Companions car park. The two shops with awnings to the right of the image no longer exist, as the Coop built a shop there. One used to be a bike shop (left) and the other (right) a place that sold head stones for graves. The tall trees in the background were a grove of Horse Chestnut trees that covered much of the land as it dropped towards Kingswood. Close to the Kingswood end of this plot of land was a large greenhouse (or more), that was a flower shop of some type. The area where the trees can be seen, is now near the top end of Kingswood Avenue where the newer shops are located.
Hamsey Green
The building being constructed next to the co-op was a small supermarket that would be first named Coopers then, Fine Fare. The Shop next to the co-op on the right was Bill Croft the bicycle shop. Out of view to the left of the car park bollard would be where Trevors the Newsagents was located and where I was a newspaper delivery boy for several years.
Catapults - Mid Fifties
This brings back when us local lads would venture into the bike shop where he also sold modelling bits and pieces. By far the best elastic for our catapaults (sprogs) was 1/4inch elastic, we had to convince the bloke that it was for model aircraft so that he would sell us a couple of feet.
I just remembered also, that he used to sell a 'Penny Farthing Bike' made of fairly heavy duty stiff wire and a heavy 'flywheel' on the front around which we'd wind a bit of string and pull sharply, thus spinning the wheel, we then placed it upright on the pavement and it would take off for a few feet.
Warlingham Park Hospital Harrow Road And The Bull at Chelsham
I was delighted to find these lovely photos of the Warlingham area , but surprised that, so far, there is no reference to the Warlingham Park hospital, the staff and patients of which were a source of financial income to the area for over 100 years. Many of the staff lived in the houses on Harrow Road which may even have been owned by the hospital, as often these large mental hospitals were surrounded by their own little cluster of dwellings/village for the staff. The hospital was linked with a farm, on which some of the inmates/patients originally worked, but later this was discontinued. Just by the site of the old Warlingham Park hospital, is a pub called the Bull. This pub is also pretty old and had hitching posts for horse-riders of earlier times. I wonder if anyone recalls working at the hospital, or living in Harrow Road at that time? Or - are any of you still living there?
Family Day Out - Clerkenwell to Caterham 1925
The above photo depicts Dorothy Connor (nee Step) aged 10, with her late Mother Elizabeth Step (aged 46) and her Sister, Florence Step (aged 21) having alighted from the 159a Bus which brought them from their home in Clerkenwell, London, pictured Outside the Old Surrey Hounds Public House, Croydon Road, Caterham Surrey on a Day Out to Caterham in 1925. They were on their way to the Barracks Hospital to see Dorothy's Uncle Charlie (her Father's Brother) who was in the army hospital. Wearing a pull-down bonnet and a typical twenties dropped-waist shift, the young Dorothy and her family had no idea they had been caught on camera. It was not until Dorothy was looking through a copy of Helen Livingstone's book some eighty years on that the exciting discovery was made. Dorothy said "My Son, Dave, knows I like old books and pictures and as an early Birthday present he bought me the Surrey Photographic memories. I looked through it and was absolutely flabbergasted; I really... Read more
Paper Boy
As a 12-year-old I sold newspapers every morning outside the cookhouse where hundreds of National Servicemen were going through the horrors of their initial training in the Guards regiments. I believe they earnt 28/6 per week, much of which they had to spend much of it on boot polish, brasso and blanco! Their breakfasts look pretty disgusting - porridge, greasy fried grub and then bromide laced tea - all in the same mess tin. All the regiments had their own bands, so the sound of marching music echoed around Caterham on the Hill nearly every day. They had their mascots too - I really fancied owning the Irish Guards' wolfhound. Recruits used to go in, in their teddy boy drapes - and not emerge for eight weeks, by which time they would have been transformed into disciplined, clockwork men! After this preview of life in the Army, it's no wonder that 3 years later I joined the Royal Navy!
Clifford Wheatley
remembering walking through the main gates and your feet dont touch the floor
