Nostalgic memories of Woldingham's local history

Share your own memories of Woldingham and read what others have said

For well over 10 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.

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Not sure what to write? It's easy - just think of an important place in your life and ask yourself:

  • How does it feature in your personal history?
  • What are your best memories of this place?
  • How has it changed over the years?
  • How does it feel, seeing these places again?
  • Do you remember stories about the community, its history and people?

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I moved to Woldingham with my Mother (she worked for Sir James and Lady Marshall at Whistlers Wood) when I was five years old (1951). I remember my Mother ordering food from Saffins and this I believe was delivered. Also remember being able to buy a penny worth of broken biscuits from another shop in the village - this (...Read full memory)

I moved in with my parents (Mr and Mrs Saffin), towards the end of the war. The Canadians were stationed in the huge houses dotted around the village - I was only 10 at the time but I remember the Canadian band playing on the Green on a Sunday morning. When the war ended the village started (...Read full memory)