Nostalgic memories of Pease Pottage's local history

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My Grandmother was sent to Woodhurst Hospital, Peas Pottage, to convalesce following suffering from Bronchial Pneumonia. At the time we were living in Stockwell, South London, and for a small child it seemed to be a long way from London and in very different surroundings than our city centre flat! Far more imposing and very peaceful, just what you’d hope for when recovering from a serious illness, I ...see more
I was a Student at the South London Hospital for woman and Children in 1957 and for a few month working at woodhurst Lodge,at Pease Pottage. Just remenisen and using my Ipad came across the Photo .Stired up lots of memories .
I was a pre nursing student in1962 at the South London Hospital for Women. As part of our course I was sent to work at Woodhurst for 6 months, prior to beginning my S.R.N training. Woodhurst was the convalescent home linked to the Sooth london hosp. Ladies were sent there for a couple of weeks to recover from surgery. They had excellent care from the nursing staff & the local GP called regularly to ...see more
My mum worked at Woodhurst as a nurse in the late 1960s, early 1970s. We used to go and meet her from work and go to the pub in the village, The Grapes?, and sit in the garden on the swings with a bottle of Cresta pop.
My Dad, Sid Sargent also sold flowers at the Black Swan - he grew Dahlias and Golden Rod in our garden at Truggers in Handcross, bunched them up on Sunday afternoon and biked up to Pease Pottage to sell them to the Londoners going home after a day in Brighton. Dad was born at 11 Horsham Road, Pease Pottage in 1920.
My father was one of the "flower sellers". Together with our neighbour - Mr. George Lee - the pair of them would bunch flowers from their respective gardens and take them up to The Black Swan on a Sunday evening to sell to trippers homeward bound from a day by the seaside. The flowers were kept fresh in stone jars. I can remember a van being there on the green from which I used to get a packet of Smiths crisps containing that little screwed blue bag of salt.