Nostalgic memories of Camberwell's local history

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Blenheim Grove Peckham Se15

Does anyone recall the Cosy Cafe that was opposite Rye Lane station in Blenheim Grove? It was run by a lady called Gwen, and she was sometimes helped (or hindered) by her relatives and a local lady I think she was called Joan.

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Added 15 January 2013

Mainly Pre War Greenwich

Prior to WW2 I can remember my grandparents, both maternal and paternal, lived almost opposite each other in Tuskar Street, a working class area of Greenwich. This made it easy for my own parents to meet one another back in the very early thirties. One memory that sticks very much in mind was of the milkman who served Tuskar Street, coming round with an open horse-drawn cart. The milk was in churns and ...see more

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Added 31 December 2011

Looking For Any Saints Of New Cross Gate

I am searching for any Saint family who lived in the New Cross area of London, maybe running a car lot called Saint's Auto's around the Camberwell - New Cross area of South London.

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Added 13 October 2011

Daimler Ambulance

Nice to see a Daimler LCC Ambulance, presumably being driven up Denmark Hill, from Camberwell Green, on its way to King's College Hospital. I travelled in these Ambulances on a number of occasions as a child. My longest trip was from my home in Nunhead to a Sanitorium in Brentwood, Essex, when Doctors thought I had TB! Fortunately I didn't have TB. Upon my discharge I travelled home by bus! Ken Cook

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Added 11 October 2011

My Dad And Mum Got Married Here In1968

My dad and mum got married here in 1968, it rained all day.

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Added 24 July 2011

St Gile's Hospital, Camberwell

My late father, Cyril Cook, was the Senior Nurse in the Casualty Department from the early 1950s until his retirement in the 1970s. In that position, my father got to know lots of people in the Camberwell area. Ken Cook

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Added 23 January 2011

Mendleson Wrote His Spring Song In The House.

With Denmark Hill and about level with the Old Henly's garage behind you was a house within the ruins with a metal sign. It stated that during his stay here, Mendleson wrote his 'Spring Song' here. Camberwell was in the suburbs and fields were around the area filled with bird song. During my grandfather's time there were still cows in the area. Ruskin Park was one of the nicest ...see more

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Added 08 February 2010

Police

My father was a police constable in Camberwell from 1945-1960s. I used to be very worried when I saw him in the centre of this huge crossroads, with doubledecker buses and belching great lorries streaming past him on all sides, this was 'Point Duty' directing the traffic before traffic lights were erected. He didn't worry about his own safety standing in the middle of all that traffic, as he had been a Police Warden in ...see more

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Added 25 December 2009

Katie Barnes And The Hermits Cave

The one thing that sticks in my memory about growing up in Camberwell was the newspaper stall outside the Hermits Cave pub and the young me being in awe of Katie Barnes (I think that was her name), the 'old' woman who used to sell the papers. She knew everyone's gossip and had a slightly hairy chin!