Does anyone know the exact street address of what used to be (or what still may be) the Port Hall Mission? As a young boy (mid 1950s to late 1950s) - along with my cousins Ian and Robin Davey, I used to visit friends of my aunt's who lived above the Mission. Their family name was Konfski (please excuse my butchering of the spelling - its how I remember the name as spoken). Joyce was my aunt's friend and John was her husband - a Polish airman in WWII. They and their boys (Jimmy and his younger brother) emigrated to Winnipeg, Canada in the late 1950s or 1960 at the latest. Oddly enough a school chum of mine from Fawcett Days - Jonathan Carter - used to live at the Port Hall Mission. His father was the Vicar there. I was wondering if any one might be able to fill in some details of both the address of the Mission or even if they knew either the Carters or the Konfskis.

Port Hall Mission was in Port Hall Road opposite the top of Port Hall Street. I remember the Konviski family well, I was friends with Jimmy, his mother used to clean the mission and I think they were caretakers there. They were highly regarded and I seem to remember that when they emigrated there was a going away event at the mission. When I attended the mission, 1951 to 1954, Mr Eade was vicar there, his wife always attended and they lived in Loder Road. We used to go on summer outings to Wannock Glen near Eastbourne for the day or Horsham open air swimming pool. The people I remember at that time were a Miss Boyce who helped out and was a very kindly soul. Mrs Booth who taught bible class, and her son Gerald who used to attend. Mr Frame who lived in Stanford Road used to teach and his son attended. Mr Kelly and his son John also were there for a short time. Mr Eade who was vicar, was manager at Bennets ironmongery store in North Road. His nickname was 'Pee Wee', because he always wore a black jacket and pin striped trousers like a cartoon carachter of the time.

Brian Dungate, I remember your father well, I am a bit younger than you, born in 43. I went to Stanford Road School 47 to 53 when your dad was caretaker there. I went to school with a Fred Wilson whose mother was a cleaner there, we used to help out after school bringing coal to the boiler and cleaning classrooms. Downstairs in the basement near the boiler was Sidney Challis' class, he taught me boxing and I went on to represent Brighton schoolboys. Your dad was a lovely lovely man, respected by all, so helpful and so kind. During my years at the school everyone knew Mr Dungate who did all the work behind the scenes and was responsible for the clean and tidy school we attended.