My Playground As A Child
A Memory of Mill Hill.
My name is Ron Sargeant and I lived at 52 Worcester Crescent Mill Hill from 1939 until 1964
when I married the girl across the road from number 51, Barbara Snelling, and moved to Harrow
Now as to the picture. On the skyline you can see the beginnings of Scratch Woods. At
the point where the photo was taken there used to be a bench seat. Immediately behind
that was a high wire fence which protected the bird sanctuary. This whole area was the
ultimate children's playground for me and and my many friends from Worcester Crescent
and Ramillies Road as we had direct access to the Park just across one field, now the School
playing field.
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As you look at the picture the main entrance to the the park is down the hill to the
left before you reach the road. There is of course a footpath going from left to rghtt
across the photo leading up hill to the Leg of Mutton pond at the top. You might be interested to note
that during the second world war a downed German airman shot at the pack keeper in
his hut next to the pond and the bullet hole in the hut could be seen for years afterwards.
I understand that the top end of the Moat Mount used to be ornamental gardens belonging to
Highwood House.
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Really nice of you to join in. I will be 80 this year, very much alive and kicking, and now living in Southend on Mud. I remember going with my mum to the Capitol, Flea Pit just after the war and seeing the original Tarzan films and Beau Gest. The Hunters Horn I remember as being a bit up market price wise which is why we seldom dined there, but in the 50s and 60s the pavement outside was the meeting point for away games for Mill Hill Village Cricket Club on a Saturday and Sunday. Ah good old Woolworths and their lovely sweet counter. My little hands somehow always had something in them on the way out the door that I had not paid for. Oh yes the slide in the park. I have fallen off that too but did no damage as was much nearer the bottom when I came off. I remember the top being a bit high with not much room. The other shop I vividly remember was right by the Hunters Horn and this was a model shop for trains and aeroplanes and it was in this shop that I always bought the latest copies of the Ian Allen trainspotting manuals for all regions. I was a fanatic and this included buses as well. I went all over London on my own up to about 1952 but then in Summer actually playing cricket took over my life.
Best regards
Ron Sargeant
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Your Dad was right about National Service. I was in the mob from 57-59, a regimental policeman on Cyprus during the troubles. What schools did you go to??? My first junior school was St Georges, nearly next door St Michaels church in Mill Hill Bdy. Was removed from there by my mother because they tried to force me to be right handed and I rebelled. Then Highwood School, up Lawrence Street just before the Old Forge, where the tried to force Latin, French, Geometry, and Algebra on a 10 year old and failed miserably. Consequently failed the 11 plus but this was mainly due to suffering from the effects of a serious bout of Jaundice. Then Edgware Sec Mod, situated down the alley way next door to the old steam line and goods yard. Passed the tech at 13 and went to Kilburn Poly. Left at 16 after O levels and first jobs were with Lloyds Bank at Edgware High Street and then Station Road, opposite the Underground station.
My lady partner who lived and owned hotels in Southend for many years does not remember the Olympia. We divide our time between Spain, Fuengirola, Southend and Cruises, usually two or three a year. Had quite an interesting life to date, Jury service at the Old Bailey 1966, Richardson gang case, and hostage in Kuwait in 1990, in hiding for four and a half months. Married and divorced three times, some people never learn.
Best regards
Ron S