Redhill General Hospital

A Memory of Redhill.

I was born in 1952 at the hospital and my dad, John Chisnall, was an ambulance driver at the time and was well known to the staff; being an ex guardsman of 6ft 5 inches tall he was hard to miss. He was also at the Smallfield site where he drove a lovely Daimler ambulance; his partner was Bob Jay. Unfortunatley he had a very bad accident while cleaning an ambulance, when the pair of steps he was using collapsed and he suffered major muscle damage to his left knee, which was operated on several times by Mr Ring. Apparently, on the second operation, he sat bolt upright while under the anesthetic and told Mr Ring that he better do a better job this time.
Unfortunately Dad's leg was never right again and he was never able to play any sport with me or my younger brother.
After the accident Dad had to settle for an office job in the control room at Redhill for the ambulances, he never liked it. He would say his best days were on the ambulances because no two days were ever the same.

Richard Chisnall