Nostalgic memories of Nork'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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Displaying Memories 1 - 10 of 14 in total
As a child I lived at no 52, opposite the “Conker “ tree, next to the stink pipe and transformer. Lovely memories of roller skates, bikes and school at nork primary.
I grew up in the Children's Home, Beechholme that was only a few yards from Nork, where children from the home went to spend their pocket money. I lived at Beechholme from 1956 to 1962. I spent much of my time in the home wandering over the Downs studying insects. Much of the land that we wandered over has deteriorated now into impenetrable woods and scrubland through lack of management and most of the insects of the chalk ...see more
My Gran lived in the flat above the shop in the photo, next to the garage. Her front door was down the side, and her windows (both open) looked out over shops. The bay window was her living room and her kitchen had the dual aspect windows on the corner. We were friends with the Hookhams who ran the Wavy Line store to the left of the garage.
I spent weeks in an isolation ward, my parents only being able to speak through a glass window. My many toys i accumulated after many weeks had to be left, until the morning I was due to leave a wonderful nurse called Tracy led me along a corridor into a bathroom which she then filled the bath with a pink liquid and to my delight we immersed the dinky toys into the bath and spent ages drying them off. what a wonderful ...see more
Sometime during the autumn of 1945 our neighbour, who lived in The Oval, Banstead, comforted a Canadian woman she saw crying in High Street. That woman had flown over to visit her airman husband who was in Cuddington Isolation Hospital with diphtheria. Guess what ... my neighbour's daughter caught diphtheria - or, at least, it was said that she was a carrier. She was in Cuddington for a few weeks and came ...see more
i started school at Nork in 1956 but can't find the school anywhere . we lived in Parsonsfield Road and walked through alleyways to the school headed towards Drift bridge has anybody any information please. Thank you. Iremember the school had an outdoor swimming pool.
My family lived in a flat above Lloyds Bank in Nork Parade for some three years, until the summer of 1966 - by which time I was almost six years old. I would lean of the front window next to the block letters of 'Nork Radio' just visible in the centre of the photo above the entrance to that shop; an electrical store run by Mr. and Mrs. Alford. As to names I apologize if mistaken. On the other side was Summers the ...see more
In 1949 there was a large outbreak of Scarlet Fever in the U.K. I was just four years old and was diagnosed with Scarlet Fever. I was admitted to Cuddington (I lived in Banstead) and spent the next five weeks there. I remember that the ward I was in had long lines of beds along each wall with a nurse's station in the middle of the room. I had my fifth birthday whilst in the hospital. I was not allowed any ...see more
Although I was not born until 1957, I remember this photo as my dad owned Nork Motors and you can see some of the petrol pumps here. In the 1960's when I was a bit older I used to help Dad at the garage and fill cars with petrol and check their tyres. I too remember Hookhams and The Surrey Library where I would get my comic and sweets, although sometimes I would cross the road over to Eastgate and get sweets from Apps. There was a small Lloyds Bank, I think, as well just along here.
To the right-hand side of the flats was another parade of shops called Eastgate. Here there was Mrs North, the fishmonger, and Apps, the papershop, as well as a hairdresser and greengrocer and petshop where l had my first Saturday job. Eastgate always seemed quieter and more out of the way somehow. My Dad, would come home to Banstead station on the commuter train from London Bridge and my mum and l would meet him at Eastgate, ...see more