East London School Trips.
A Memory of Hindhead.
My memory of Marchants Hill is in 1958, when I was about 5 yrears old. My dad was a teacher in East London, and he and other teachers would take kids form London to stay there for a week. I remember the old swimming pool and a lasting memory is of the dining room and the smell of fried bread and tomato ketchup :o))). My dad is now 94 and still going strong.
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