Black Smith

Having read your article you have re-kindled my memory. To be honest I had not given the matter a single thought since leaving for South Africa in 1948 until today. But I do now recollect it. Opposite was a small village type school building which I believe had a connection with a larger school some distance away and a school friends father was based at the police station .

hi, yes i do i can remember going there with my pet tortoise and him drilling a hole in its shell at the back so i could not escape !

The old “smithy” was demolished when the new Police Station was built. The Blacksmith was a Mr. Wall who used to live in Cranbourne Gardens. When he retired my parents bought his house and I lived there until the early 1970’s when I moved to Suffolk. I also recall that the decorative railings at the front of the house were also made by him.

I can also recall watching horses being shod,