Storrington, West Street c.1960
Photo ref:
S210080
Photo ref:
S210080
More about this scene
Storrington never appears to have been very large, and far from being a centre of wealth, was probably no more prosperous than its neighbouring downland villages. The town centre was designated a Conservation Area in 1973. In West Street we can see the old-established retailers Farncombe, the local butcher (centre), and Greenfield's (right).
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A Selection of Memories from Storrington
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Storrington
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I lived there when I was a boy . Had some great times there.Ian Penney .The Barclays lived next door.
I was looked after (sort of fostered) as a child along with my sister (Diane) by a Mr and Mrs Penny who lived at Kithurst Barn; my father, Walter Vines, used to visit us every fortnight. We used to go to school in a convent walking across fields to get to it. I have a photo somewhere taken outside the school, I was born in 1959 so I was probably about 4 when I attended the school.
Hello to anyone who may be interested. It was delightfull to chance upon this site. I lived in Storrington from approx 1952 until 1968. The first picture of Storrington shows the cottages which my parents bought in the early 1960s. At that time we moved from the corner sweet shop in Church Street to what was known as 31- 35 Church Street. My maiden name was Murphy. Parents were Michael and Pauline Murphy. The ...see more
My mother, Phyllis Howard, was born in Kensington and in 1958, we made a trip to see relatives and friends. We came to Storrington to stay with Daisy and Ernie Elms. I was 15 at the time and I will never forget meeting them. When in 2006, I again visited England, my cousin brought me to Storrington, but neither of us recognized anything there! I would loved to have looked up the house where the Elms family lived, but I didn't know the street nor the house number.
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