Riddlesdown, The Rose And Crown 1907
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A demure young Edwardian girl stands by the roadside by the Rose and Crown Tea Gardens in this hamlet on the steep Riddlesdown above Kenley. A fossilised fish head found here in the 19th century gave rise to the belief that these massive beds of chalk were once the bottom of an inland sea.
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A Selection of Memories from Riddlesdown
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 Riddlesdown
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I was born in 1955 and grew up in Ingleboro Drive. Our house, number 12, backed on to the woods, and my brother Robert and I would play out there at every opportunity. Of course, as we grew, we climbed the trees, and I still have a visual memory of perching high up in the top branches of an oak that grew on the edge of the woods, looking directly down onto the roof of our house, and gazing out across ...see more
I grew in Riddlesdown from the end of 1959 (when I was 3) until 1976, my parents leaving in 1980. As kids, we had so much freedom, especially as group of 4 or 5, with me, aged 9, as the boss. I remember my new red tricycle being stolen on Riddlesdown (the Downs, as we called it), when going to the ice cream hut for a few mins. The grass had been too long to push the trike any further. It'll get stolen, I told ...see more
Mr Humphreys did indeed marry Miss Graham and he was the art teacher. Mr Mackay used to start every sentence with "ah zumm, boys and girls". I can also recall putting the RI teachers (Mr Hay) bike up on the roof of the office block once. Does anyone remember Mr Parker or Mrs Grimson?
We were born and grew up in Riddlesdown which, thanks to the Green Belt, has not changed much since my parents bought a house in Derwent Drive in 1939. Went to Roke which was pretty rubbish and then to Riddlesdown which was pretty good for me at least. The French teacher was Miss Graham who married another teacher, Mr. Humphries. Mr. Hay was an eccentric but I remember him waving the first ...see more
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