East Grinstead, High Street 1890
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Three young men enjoy a chat in an almost deserted street. On the left is the post office, run by Fred Maplesden, who was also printer and publisher of the East Grinstead Household Almanack. At the end of Middle Row stands the house and shop (1877) of George Bailye, tailor and hairdresser. On the right is part of West Buildings - demolished in 1891 - with a hand lettered board advertising George Woolgar's iron works in nearby West Street.

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A Selection of Memories from East Grinstead

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from East Grinstead

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I was sick with Chickenpox that Saturday when the bomb fell on the cinema. I stood p to look out of the window to see the smoke.
I was at Aston House school 1943 to 1948 I started writng memoirs for my children Remembered the Miss Holts Anyone else who was there at that time/
In 1950, I started school at Chequer Mead. I had walked there from Copse Close, near Queen Victoria Hospital. We each had a desk and a slate to write on. My big sister was in the ‘big’ school, next door as she was fourteen. I used to stand and watch her play netball at playtimes. Miss Rowe was my favourite teacher and I cried for hours when I had to leave to go to the new Junior school at Blackwell. Lovely lady and great teacher.
As a five year old, and for the next six years, I walked up Blackwell Hollow to go to Chequer Mead school. Sometimes, I was accompanied, but quite often, I went on my own. I lived near Queen Victoria Hospital, so it was quite a walk for a little one. Unbelievable today, but of course, the roads were less busy, and life was much slower.