Village Life

As a child I lived in neighbouring Coulsdon, and Woodmansterne was a favourite cycle ride. Armed with jam sandwiches and bottle of pop, my sister and I would ride down Hatch Lane (even though you weren't supposed to), feeding the horses in the adjoining field. Then go on to Woodmansterne's park where there were playground equipment, and a huge fallen hollow tree. There was a shop in the village that opened on a Sunday (rare in those days) where you could buy ice creams.

Sometimes on summer evenings our dad would walk with us to the Woodman and we'd have lemonade and crisps in the beer garden. There was an annual fete held in the field behind the sports hut (near the pub) and I once won a tray of fruit. Despite promising to take it home to mum, I managed to eat it all on the way!

I live in Australia now, but it's still a pleasant walk around Woodmansterne on my rare visits back to Coulsdon.

Phil P_Crosby@hotmail.com