Sedlescombe, The Waterfall c.1960
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Photo ref: S494035
Photo of Sedlescombe, The Waterfall c.1960

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A Selection of Memories from Sedlescombe

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 Sedlescombe

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I was interested to read the comments on Merrion House. I was a pupil between 1959-1963. Life even in those days was somewhat spartan, but I do not remember swimming in the pool. The tuck shop was always a special occasion,being open just once a week. Mrs Brummell-Hicks unfortunately died my first year and that made quite a difference to my schooling. I remember a delightful master called Mr Crow but the ...see more
I was a border at Merrion House around 1944, whilst Mr Brummell Hicks was Headmaster with Mrs Brummell Hicks, who kindly gave me free piano lessons whilst I was at the school. We swam in a smelly pond which was also the schools water supply, it stank as we used to shower under it, all supervised by Mr Brummell Hicks! I also remember the honeycombed sold in the tuck shop.
I was a boarder at Merrion House prep school from 1944-1946 when the school was run by Mr & Mrs Brummell-Hicks. It was quite a small school with only two 'houses': the Watsons and the Gerrards. I was a member of the former. I remember particularly the honey comb toffee sold at the school tuck shop and the fact that we all had cheque books with which to draw our pocket money. If there is anyone out there ...see more
I think it was 1944 when I visited my brother Brian at the boys school known as Merrion House, run by Mr. and Mrs. Brummell-Hicks under a spartan but friendly and encouraging regime. Doodlebugs(V1's) aimed at the LOndon area would fly virtually between the chimneypots of the building which stood on something of a bluff. I combed local fields with my brother for crashed German bombers, and played each day in a decommissioned Dornier!l I think I was five at the time. Michael Gould