Nork, Cuddington Golf Club c.1955
Photo ref: N184023
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Photo ref: N184023
Photo of Nork, Cuddington Golf Club c.1955

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North of Fir Tree Road and just beyond Banstead railway station is Cuddington Park Golf Course; the name is a reminder of the parish and village of Cuddington, which was cleared for Henry VIII's Nonsuch Palace. East of this golf course is the Banstead Downs Golf Course, and then east of the railway lies the rest of Banstead Downs, which are undeveloped heath and woodland. The golf club house, a rather distinguished Lutyens-esque Surrey vernacular revival building, has expanses of tiled roofs and a rather grand entrance bay with golden sandstone dressings. It opened on 1 January 1929.

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A Selection of Memories from Nork

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Nork

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As a child I lived at no 52, opposite the “Conker “ tree, next to the stink pipe and transformer. Lovely memories of roller skates, bikes and school at nork primary.
I grew up in the Children's Home, Beechholme that was only a few yards from Nork, where children from the home went to spend their pocket money. I lived at Beechholme from 1956 to 1962. I spent much of my time in the home wandering over the Downs studying insects. Much of the land that we wandered over has deteriorated now into impenetrable woods and scrubland through lack of management and most of the insects of the chalk ...see more
My Gran lived in the flat above the shop in the photo, next to the garage. Her front door was down the side, and her windows (both open) looked out over shops. The bay window was her living room and her kitchen had the dual aspect windows on the corner. We were friends with the Hookhams who ran the Wavy Line store to the left of the garage.
I spent weeks in an isolation ward, my parents only being able to speak through a glass window. My many toys i accumulated after many weeks had to be left, until the morning I was due to leave a wonderful nurse called Tracy led me along a corridor into a bathroom which she then filled the bath with a pink liquid and to my delight we immersed the dinky toys into the bath and spent ages drying them off. what a wonderful ...see more