Nostalgic memories of Merrow's local history
Share your own memories of Merrow and read what others have said
For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.
Why not add your memory today and become part of our Memories Community to help others in the future delve back into their past.
Add a Memory!
It's easy to add your own memories and reconnect with your shared local history. Search for your favourite places and look for the 'Add Your Memory' buttons to begin
Displaying Memories 1 - 10 of 14 in total
Where local people were invited to watch the film of Queen Elizabeth's coronation in 1953. There wasn't a screen, just curtains which moved about a bit. The Hall was used for the Tenant's Association's children's Christmas parties and we all sported paper 'crowns' donated by Cow and Gate - I've still got my picture!
The 'clinic' was held here once a week where mothers could meet each other and get information ...see more
I remember this well as I started here in 1953. It was in Merrow Street (on the site of the new school) had a solid flint fascia and the main curved archway at the front of the school which boasted 'the fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom'. This was almost scary on the first day at school!
At the front door was a small cloakroom for coats and wellingtons on wet days,. Next came the kitchen and ...see more
I remember these shops well as my family moved into the 'new' council houses in 1952 when Bushy Hill estate was still being developed. From the left, the bright red letterbox which was always regularly painted, then the first shop was a confectioners - maybe also a newsagent/tobacconist - and also a small post office counter at the rear which was run by Mr Rich. There was an open door through to Kimber's the ...see more
My nan and grandad lived down here, I can remember walking down here hundreds of times, sometimes with my mum and others with my auntie Joyce, I really loved her she used to give me tomato ketchup sandwiches, and my grandad's front garden was a cushion of forget-me-nots - we weren't allowed to walk on his grass. We would be taken over the common to pick bluebells and primroses, and see the bullrushes in the pond. Such fond memories.
I have some fond memories of this place, how I used to love queuing for jumble sales with my nan or auntie Joyce, and of going in the working mans club and having a bag of crisps and a drink, and the best one is it is where I had my wedding reception in 1971, where have the years gone?
Yes I can also remember Mr Cookson, his shop used to be open on a Sunday afternoon (very rare thing those days) and I can remember going there for our Sunday treats chocolate peanuts for my dad and 3d worth of sweets for each of us girls, oh they were the days.
I went to this school from 1950 to 1955. It used to back onto Great Goodwin Farm. I lived just down Merrow Street opposite the farm. My step father worked on the farm.
I remember the village hall at Merrow. I would have been seven; we lived in Merrow St, No.1 Alma Cottages opposite Great Goodwin Farm from 1945 to 1956. Dad used to take us, my two brothers and sister to the hall on Sundays where we had to stay outside in the garden and we would have lemomade and play. Great memories of my childhood in Merrow. I have lived in Adelaide, Australia since 1970 and will be back for a visit next year.
I was a live-in carer on a working holiday with an agency in Guildford. Where the lady is walking, is a beautiful estate of apartments in which I worked. They are in the grounds of this estate in which sits an historic manor house / school / hospice during the war? Really lovely. Merrow was a sweet town. To the right is a little shop in which I could get some milk and the bus stop was up a bit further.
In former times the village blacksmith was an important member of the community. Horses were the main form of motive power for both transport and agriculture, and the skill of the blacksmith in keeping horses well shod and farm implements in good repair was vital to the local economy. The blacksmith’s workshop, along with the church, pub and local store, was an essential component of a village’s existence prior to the ...see more
