Effingham, The Village c.1965
Photo ref:
E26062
Photo ref:
E26062
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People first settled here at the foot of the North Downs because of the fresh water springs emerging from where the chalk meets a band of clay. Effingham expanded hundreds of years later once the railway arrived in 1885. Further growth in recent times included the addition of this row of shops in The Street, not far from the junction of the A246.
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A Selection of Memories from Effingham
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 Effingham
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Does anyone else remember St Lawrence School in the 1950s? I attended from 1949 till 1955, Mr Watkins was headmaster. An elderly man who used to hang round the school children after school and give them half an apple each committed suicide in that period. He was called Mr Devonport I believe. He is buried at St Lawrence Church but I am not sure why as this must be consecrated ground! I remember the church ...see more
(ex Auton). So many memories of my years at the Convent. I learnt to ride here, firstly at the old stables and then a new one was built at the end of the long drive-way behind, run by Miss Turnbull. Played tennis everyday, we would rush out after tea to be the first on the practice wall. Great fun dormitories Mathew (run by Sister Carmel), Mark, Luke & John. If you talked after lights-out you were ...see more
I loved my schooling there from 1950 to 55. We had horses (oh, those nighttime rides), outdoor swimming pool (freezing at midnight!), Guy Fawkes night in the Elephant Pit, long walks to Polesden Lacey, hockey games against the nuns (they were tough!), wonderful teachers, pretty awful food except for one year when the cooking was taken over by Mother Hildegarde. The day we drenched Sister Aloysius thinking we were ...see more
I was sent to St Teresas in the 60's as my aunt (Joan Turner nee Kleboe) had been amongst the very first students before the war.
A beautiful building surrounded by large lawns & gardens, approached from either Effingham village or Dorking.
We wore heavy green Harris tweed uniforms with po hats in the winter & green striped dresses & boaters in the summer.
The headmistress was a Mother Joanna, ...see more
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