Nostalgic memories of Greenhithe's local history
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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.
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As a child I visited my Nan and Grandad in Greenhithe High Street. (1959) Grandad worked at Everard's and my dad also followed in his dads footsteps.
Dad worked for Everard's for many years as did relatives. Unfortunately Dad and relatives all passed away now but I have no photographs of greenhithe high street where my grandparents lived. Their house front was always painted silver on the railings and the ...see more
My dad was part owner and landlord of the railway from 1993-1998. I don't know much about the history just stories I've been told growing up. It was apparently a pub for the locals and always full! I was born in 1998 shortly before they were approached by McDonalds and the offer to sell was accepted. Seems so strange that I was born here and now I just go there for the occasional cheeseburger!
I was born in charles street greenhithe there were 3 families in a 2 bed house it was my nans house mary foord my other nan lived at the back of the post office in greenhithe village my father and uncle used to sing in the railway tavern on saturdays my father worked at the old kent works as night watchman and on the barges
I was a cadet from 55 to 59 in Main Division. Went back recently, not a ship on the river and a huge bridge upstream
My grandparents, Olive and Arthur Webb, lived on the High Street. So did we and most of our family. They had 3 girls: Joan, Doreen & Beryl & a son named Ian. I am Doreen's daughter and have lived in Canada since 1974. I recall my cousins and I, peering out the bedroom window at the front of the house when we were supposed to be sleeping… watching the sailors wobble out of the pub. There was a Church, I think to ...see more
My mother (nee Briggs) lived in London Rod, Greenhithe. My maternal grand father was Basil Briggs a self-employed builder in Greenhithe. He died in 1953, the year of my birth. My father lived in Castle Street, Greenhithe. He was the son of Percy and Jenny (nee Jarvis) Morris. I would love to hear from anyone who know any of my relatives to share their memories.
My brothers-in-law ran the Railway from around 1973. I used to travel from East London by train to Greenhithe at weekends to stay at the Railway. I would earn pocket money working on the land and in the pub. The landlord, Harvey, used to have exotic birds in an aviary on the land and a donkey. Great times when Greenhithe still had a village feel and locals all knew each other.
I too, lived in Cobham Terrace for many years, from 1955 at number 26 Lower Flat, and the number 18 top flat above was Miss Loveland and Flossie! How nice to hear about old neighbours; The Days, The Butlers (I always called Mrs Butler, ButtButt). I have this pictue and have often wondered if the motorcycle and sidecar riders were my neighours The Jiggins'. My maiden name was Jarvis
I was at HMS Worcester in 1949/50 training for the catering dept in the Merchant Navy. I also remember pulling oars on the barge and jolly boat picking up stores etc..and across that short run to the boat the tide was very strong there at times, you really had to work at it. I also remember rowing over to the Cutty Sark twice a day to put up and take down the ships riding lights (I think this was when the cadets ...see more
My parents Alf and Ida Baker lived in Cobham Terrace in the late 1930s. Alf worked at Johnsons cement works. After the war we lived in Stone but had friends in Cobham Terrace. The days I remember. Also Art and Mitcha Butler, son Barry and daughter Angela. Mitcha was my mother's best friend and my Godmother.