Pinner, High Street c.1955
Photo ref: P296010
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Photo ref: P296010
Photo of Pinner, High Street c.1955

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Pinora, recorded in the Feet of Fines in 1232, is a village of considerable beauty and well-manicured charm. The church of St John The Baptist, whose tower dominates the rising High Street, appears to date from the 13th century. In the church tower close to the south porch is a most eccentric monument erected by J C Louden to the memory of his parents. Under the church tower can be seen the former Hilltop Wine Bar, its fake timbering hiding a good example of 17th-century framing, while to the left of the tower is a fine house by Sir Ernest George. In the village lived Horatia Nelson, daughter of Admiral Lord Nelson and Lady Emma Hamilton. She now lies buried in the local cemetery in Paines Lane under a simple stone surround.

Memories of Pinner, High Street c1955

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I was born in the flat above 26 Bridge Street. My parents, Len & Judy Langstone, had the greengrocers; the business was started by my grandfather in the 1920's. I have fond memories of Pinner fair, we could look down on it from our flat. Also of tobogganing in the snow up Pinner Hill and Saturday pictures at the Langham cinema. We moved to 7 Wynlie Gardens, Pinner Green just before the war and you could climb ...see more
I lived around the corner from The Victory Pub in the High St. Arthur was the Landlord. I worked (temporarily) for a car hire firm up the road known as Modern Travel. I was madly in love with the daughter of the Bell Pub at Pinner Green, where I worked part time as a barman. We were lovers for a year (me for an eternity still aged 77). If I live long enough I may write my fantastic life story for insomniacs, I just need encouragement:-)
In the early 1950s my mother would put me on a Metropolitan Line train at Baker Street and tell me to get off at Pinner Station and be met by my Auntie Dorrie.  Its amazing to think I was only 7 or 8 years old at the time! This was around 1953, when I was living in Bexleyheath (at that time in Kent although now swallowed up in Greater London).  Auntie Dorrie and I ...see more