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Photo:The track of the old Dyke Railway, the South Downs north of Hangleton

The track of the old Dyke Railway, the South Downs north of Hangleton

From the private collection of Peter Groves

Photo:Hangleton ca. 1950

Hangleton ca. 1950

From the private collection of Peter Groves

Photo:Builder's mark in the loft of my mother's house in Amberley Drive.

Builder's mark in the loft of my mother's house in Amberley Drive.

From the private collection of Peter Groves

Photo:Plan for 1950s/1960s home-made go-cart

Plan for 1950s/1960s home-made go-cart

From the private collection of Peter Groves

Memories of the 1950s and 1960s
By Peter Groves

I grew up in West Blatchington during the 1950s, & 60s and know the area well. Of course it's changed enormously since moving to Amberley Drive in 1957, aged 3 years, with my mother, brother and sister. Strictly speaking, although really in the parish of West Blatchington, everyone refers to the area as Hangleton.

Post War growth of Hangleton
Without doing too much research, I recall that the north of Hangleton was developed by Hove Council due to the urgent requirement of housing during the post-war years. Its rumoured that the council houses were "Jerry Built" by ex-German POWs following the war. I'm not sure how much truth there is in this and certainly the chimney breast in the loft at my mother's house was plastered by an English "spread" as he left his name and the year '1949' marked into the drying cement.

Early memories
Early memories of the late 50s are vague although I do recall that Chichester Close was just under development. Down the road from Chichester Close, St. Helen's Church was just a short walk away. On the way to play around the church we passed the Downsman Public House and horses in the adjacent field. Below the Downsman were old broken down farm buildings on the right hand side where the parade of shops now stand. This was once the site of a medieval village. I believe there was also a dairy close by.

Two places to play in this area were the old concrete gun emplacement directly behind the church and the massive old oak tree at the entrance to the church. The oak tree is long gone; I wonder what happened to the gun emplacement? It was a large underground construction, is it now under someone's back garden? I suspect that it had been built in the 1930s, with the war looming, to protect the Dyke Railway. With the Dyke Railway closure in 1938, I doubt that it was ever used in anger! From St Helen's open downland stretched across towards Mile Oak, Hangleton Valley, undeveloped.

Hangleton Park was also a favourite place to play; it was twice the size of the current park, stretching further northwards to meet Hardwick Road and Harmsworth Crescent - also undeveloped. Even well into the 1960s there was a "Parkie" to police the park. He had his own black painted wooden park hut just by the Lark Hill entrance.

With no supermarkets at that time, the small parade of shops close by in Burwash Road, sold all that was necessary. First was Charlie Bullen's newsagent, tobacconist & confectionist. Of course the majority of adults smoked in those days and I remember the cigarette stand was a mass of thousands of packets, hundreds of brands! Next was the chemist shop, then Mr Carder's grocery shop, a wool shop and then the butchers. Last was a greengrocer, Mr Higgingbottom - the name seemed so funny to young children!  Another vague memory from the late 50s was the regular testing of the air raid siren, perhaps once a quarter. The sound came from the Grenadier area but I never found out exactly where it was?

Summer play
Without doubt, the Downs was the most popular place in the summer. Few people had TVs and, anyway, programmes didn't start until teatime. With older children, a group would go to Foxes Hollow to pick blackberries. Mum would then make apple and blackberry pie and lots of jam that would last long into the winter.

During hours and hours of play on the Downs, older children would sometimes tease the younger ones with stories of The Green Man, who carried a sack to put children in. A shout of "the green man" would have children running to hide in the tall barley fields. I don't remember if I really believed it, but I liked the excitement of running to hide.

The old Dyke Railway track was also popular; but, believe it or not, in the late 50s it was used as a landfill site. Enormous holes were dug, filled with rubbish, and covered over. Discarded old prams were a much sought-after find. The wheels were used in the construction of a go-cart, with the chassis made from orange boxes begged from Mr Higgingbottom. Another memory from the Dyke Railway landfill site was finding old wooden roadblocks which were oak blocks, approximately the size of a brick, with tar from the road still stuck to one side. We took them home for the fire, however I don't think mum was too pleased. They smelt as they burnt, but gave off plenty of heat and lasted for ages.

Very few cars in those days
Cars in Amberley Drive were virtually non-existent and street football was another favourite game, which we would play for hours. Occasionally we would go down to the green at Amberley Close to play football. The old roman villa was directly underneath the Green but we thought little of the Romans who had been there nearly two thousand years before us! Lots of other street games were played: hide and seek, British bulldogs, knock-down-ginger, hop-scotch and marbles - to name but a few. The warm summer evenings seemed to last for ever and ever as we played. Occasionally in the evening a group of us would walk down to the Grenadier Fish & Chip shop, for 6d (2.5p) of chips. The chip shop was where Barclays Bank now stands.

Street vendors and traders
Few people had freezers, so a very popular street vendor for children was the ice cream man, Mr Softie. He announced his arrival with the tune of 'Greensleeves'. There were other street vendors who ventured into the area, selling from vans. The baker who called once a week at a set time. The fishmonger came on a Thursday when he shouted out loud to let the housewives know he was in the area. I could never understand what he said. And of course the rag-and-bone man who also had a strange sound to announce his arrival. The Corona (fizzy pop) delivery man also called once a week and was very popular with children: fizzy pop was a luxury.

Winter Time
The council houses in the north of Hangleton were bloody cold in the winter. None more so than my Mum's which faced the Downs. Cavity wall and loft insulation were unheard of, and heating was almost non-existent. We had an open coal fire in the front room and a coke boiler in the dining room, which also heated the hot water. It was meant to heat a radiator on the landing as well, but it rarely worked. Winter mornings were bitter, Mum tried to keep the boiler going all night but it rarely lasted through.

The winter of 1962/63 was the coldest I can remember, I believe it snowed just after Christmas Day 1962. By the time it stopped, the snow was so deep Hangleton was pretty much cut-off from Central Hove. In Downland Drive, which faced north and towards the Downs, the drifts were many feet high. We burrowed tunnels into the drifts and made vast caverns beneath them.

The snow was so deep the buses which normally terminated in the north of Hangleton, stopped a mile away, by the Neville School, unable to make it up the steep hills. We would walk down to the bus, and I clearly remember that for weeks afterwards narrow paths had been cut through the drifts with the snow piled up high above my head on either side.

Night times were bitterly cold with little heating in the house. Extra blankets were used and even pullovers and socks left on in bed. We had a paraffin heater that would be placed in the bathroom prior to bath-time just to take the chill off. In the morning the inside of the windows were frozen, with net curtains stuck to the ice. The paraffin heater would be moved downstairs in the morning before breakfast, and then Mum would get the boiler going.

Although it was a bitterly cold winter, I don't remember it being particularly unpleasant, for children there were piles of snow to play with! We built igloos, snowmen and rolled giant snowballs 5 or 6 feet in diameter and of course there were lots of fast slippery slides on the steep slopes of Hangleton!

This page was added on 31/08/2006.

Comments about this page

The air raid siren was positioned near some garages at the east end of Hardwick Road. ps nice item. took me back

By john knight (11/01/2007)

What a wonderfull piece. took me back too, I used to play in that gun emplacement but we always called it an air raid shelte. looking back that just isnt logical is it? It would have been in the gardens behind Broad Rig Avenue.In the seventies I went out with a girl from Poynings Drive and her house was exactly as you described it.

By neil underhill (25/03/2007)

I was told that the library in West Way and school in Northease Drive were built on the sites of old cuttings for the Dyke Railway, and the school was single storey due to old beach anti-tank concrete blocks dumped in the cutting after the war which prevented deep foundations being dug.

By david shelton (17/04/2007)

We lived in Hardwick Road in the sixties. I remember the Knowles bread van which used to come, also the ice cream van, where if we were good, we could each have a "Saucy Tanner". We moved to Poynings Drive in the seventies, and yes, the house was bitterly cold in winter, still with original metal windows and the old coke boiler. I remember as well as the other shops in Burwash Road, there was a pharmacy too. Town's Corner (bottom of Hangleton Way) and The Grenadier seemed like the other side of the world in those days (and Patcham was the end of the universe!). Sometimes on Sundays we would all go to The Nevill for a drink, sitting in their family room. Memories.

By Sara Robinson (28/08/2007)

I lived at number 30 Amberly Drive for 30 years. My dad was well known [big bill], I now live in brighton, but my mum still lives there.

By wayne wareham (31/08/2007)

Does any body remember my mum and dad; Bill Wareham [big Bill] and Audrey Wareham (nee Shipley) who lived at 30 Amberly drive from 1970 to present day. My dad passed away in 1999 but my mum still lives there with my step-father. Please let me know of your memories.
waynewareham@yahoo.com

By Wayne Wareham (01/09/2007)

The air raid sirrens were based at the back of the rent office in Burwash Road. which I was told is now an Undertakers.

By Wayne Wareham (01/09/2007)

Does anybody remember the Ladbrooks betting shop and the petrol station on Queens Parade in Hangelton?

By Wayne Wareham (03/09/2007)

I don't remember the betting shop at all, probably as it was not one of my interests! However I clearly remember the old petrol station adjcent to the public toliets. Unlike any modern petrol station the pumps were housed within the building (if my memory is correct) but the filling hose could be extended across (above) the pavement to the roadside. I didn't have transport in the very early 70s but my mate Tony (Ginger) Power had a Vesper scooter and I can remember it being filled at that petrol station with 2 stroke. Standard petrol went in then the oil (to turn it into 2 stroke) went in manually by guess work from a can! Do they still do it that way today? I believe the petrol station became an estate agents in the late 80s, I don't know if it still is?

By Peter Groves (04/09/2007)

The old petrol station is now the Your Move estate agent.

By Wayne Wareham (04/09/2007)

Does anyone know what the big hall at the back of 38 Amberly Drive is used for? It has been there years.

By Wayne Wareham (07/09/2007)

The petrol station sold Shell products and was called the Light Blue Filling Station. In the 1960s/ 70s the owner greeted motorists and asked what they wanted while wiping the windscreen with a cloth and relaying the order to an attendant who filled the tank. There was no need for the driver to get out of the car. The cloth he used to clean the windscreen sometimes left it more smeared than when you drove up though. Still, the service was very polite and attentive.

By Alan Phillips (09/09/2007)

Thanks so much for posting this piece! I grew up in Hangleton (Hardwick Road and Amberley Drive) during the 60s and 70s. I recall there being two 'rival' ice cream vans: 'Mr Whippie' (a pink paint scheme) and 'Mr.Softie' (a blue paint scheme). I used to love the aromas inside the Knowles Bakey van; and oh how we drooled over the Corona lorry! Like you say, fizzy drinks were such a luxury back then! There was also the coal lorry, with the delivery being unloaded right into the coal shed or bunker. Oh, and on the topic of deliveries, I used to love getting the milk in and getting at the cream to put in my porridge!

By Tim Wareham (17/09/2007)

Good to see your comment Tim. Do you remember the ice cream man Johnny, he was one of my dad's mates. I used to go with him on his rounds and we used to get our sweets down Sally's store.

By Wayne Wareham (17/09/2007)

Glad to see I wasn't the only person who used to look forward to the corona lorry. Do you remember the chimney sweep in his little van and the shoe repairer who came around in a motorbike and sidecar? Do you remember the toy shop on the corner by the bus stop at the Grenadier,I used to look in the window while I was waiting for the school bus in the mornings. Sally's stores was the favourite shop though much better than the bon bon or cherrys are, any of them still there?

By Neil Underhill (25/09/2007)

In the early 1960s I used to have an early morning paper round from the Bon-Bon shop at the Grenadier. Every morning the local milk-man and I used to greet each other around about the same place (close to Lark Hill and Northease Drive). One day he asked what I earned for getting up six days a week to deliver the morning papers. "Ten shillings", I replied (50p). "How about working for me on Saturday and Sunday mornings only, and I'll give you 12 shillings and six pence?" (62.5p) he said. No discussion was needed. A 25% increase, and instead of getting up early six days a week, I'd only need to get up two days a week? "When do you want me to start?" I was 13 years old and if "elf 'n safety" knew what was going on they'd have had a field day. I used to ride the running board of the milk float with a bottle of milk in each pocket of my donkey jacket and, usually, two more pints in each hand, while jumping from the moving float to deliver to door (I never had an accident). On Saturdays we also used to collect the money due. I remember collecting from the building site hut in Buckley Close one Saturday morning when the foreman asked; "Want a cup of tea son?" He handed me a pretty dirty looking mug and pointed to a galvanised bucket hanging on a tripod over a fire in the middle of the hut. The tea in the bucket already had everything added. Tea, water, sugar and milk were left brewing all day long. Just dip in the mug and enjoy. I managed to make my excuses and leave,Thank God. Great memories though.

By Alan Phillips (25/09/2007)

Has anyone got any pictures of Hangelton in the 1970s that I could down load. I grew up in Hangelton and my mother is still there. I would like to see Queens Parade. Thanks

By Wayne Wareham (18/12/2007)

Nice article by Peter Groves, brought the memories flooding back. I spent the first 30 years of my life in Amberley Drive, and lived at 114 where I was born, then 52 for several years and finally 46. For some obscure reason my mother could never get on with her neighbours, so we were constantly on the move! The chemist shop in Burwash Road was run by Mr Leslie Brayton, a thin, bald headed bespectacled man who was never in the front of the shop when you entered. He would be occupied in the back and would peer at you through a spy hole in the partition wall, and would shuffle through to deal with you shortly afterwards. The butcher's shop was named Baldocks and run by two youngish men who looked very much alike and I guess they were brothers and a blonde lady with glasses, presumably the wife of one of them. Many's the time I was despatched to Baldocks on Saturday morning to buy a whole leg of lamb for 15 shillings! The fish and chip shop at the Grenadier was known as 'Hangleton Fisheries' and was run by a Scottish chap and his wife, and as I recall they were constantly at one another's throats! There were two other mobile ice cream vendors worthy of a mention and who gave Messrs Softee and Whippy a run for their money; Nielsons was one, and the salesman was a bald headed guy called Jock. I remember the 'Canada Bars' he sold were to die for. The other was a one man band, an Italian chap named Sid who drove a plain cream coloured Ford van with a high back on it. No fancy jingle for Sid! He would drive up the road tooting his horn and yell out the window "Ice cream, ice lollies, choc ices", but this was done in his strong Italian accent and sounded more like "I-dip, I-lolly, choc I-dip". It took me several years to fathom out what he was actually saying, his cider apple lollies were superb though! Nobody has so far mentioned Charlie the greengrocer in his old grey lorry, a real ladies man as I recall, forever chatting my mother up he was. The guy who delivered repaired shoes was Johnny, he rode a BSA Golden Flash with a sidecar and for a number of glorious Saturday mornings I rode pillion with him and assisted him with his deliveries - crash helmet? Unheard of! I also charmed my way into the passenger seat of Mr Kelly the fishmonger's Morris Minor van, and would run back and forth to his customers' houses with dubious looking packages of smelly wet fish, straight into the bath when I was dropped off home. I never did decipher what he used to yell out of the window to ply his trade, and I never had the nerve to ask! Finally, does anybody else remember 'Stones' , the family in Northease Drive who ran a general store from the garage adjoined to their house? I think all things considered, Herbert (the old fella who owned it) did better out of me and my pals than Bullen's in Burwash Road. He sold Jamboree Bags you see, 3d. a time and the novelty gift you got along with the two sickly toffees and handful of dolly mixtures was irresistible to us. I also remember people trudging up his driveway clutching an empty bottle to buy vinegar that was drawn from a wooden barrel sitting on the garage floor. Herbert was ably assisted in the store by his wife and daughter and although they were always courteous I cannot ever recall seeing any one of them smile.

By Geoff Marshall (22/12/2007)

Thank you Peter Groves for awakening lots of memories of Hangleton for me. I moved to Midhurst Walk in 1948 and lived in several houses in the area until 1967. I used to deliver newspapers for Charlie Bullen - I did a morning and evening route. My Dad and I would 'markup' the papers in the morning. For each paper route, there would be a book containing the list of addresses on that route, and which newspaper the customer wanted. There would be a pile of each of the 'Daily Express', the 'Mirror' etc. and we would collect the papers, write the number of the house on one of them, and stack them for each of the routes. Then, having done that, I would stagger out of the shop with my route's papers in a big cloth bag and go off and deliver them. That bag was SO heavy sometimes! I'm sure that contributed to my back problems in later life. All this was done very early in the morning, and I remember one morning I was stopped on my route by a policeman on a bicycle demanding to know my age. Apparently there was a law that being under a certain age, you weren't allowed to be out working before 7 am. I lied to him and he let me go on my way! In those days there were always dogs running loose and often (it seemed) there would be a huge Alsatian dog on my route, which contributed to my enduring fear of dogs. Yes, I remember the store in Northease Drive run from a garage. My Mum would send me there with a list of things to buy which I would hand over to the man in charge. He would read it out loud, only instead of '6 lbs of potatoes', etc., he would make out that my Mum had written 'Please meet me at my house, my husband is out of town', or something like that! I also remember how cold the houses were, and how we would have coats piled on our beds at night to keep warm and the ice on the bedroom windows in the morning would be about 1/2 inch thick.
Amazingly, we all survived!

By Nick Pattenden (23/12/2007)

Both notes from Geoff Marshall and Nick Pattenden stimulated further memories, and few questions! I remember the chemist now; did his window have some form of sun protection making the shop very dark, or was that the wool shop? I can now picture the chap and his wife (almost forgotten) from Hangleton Fisheries; Geoff's description is perfect. I forgot all about the cider lollies, but remember them now, fantastic! Regarding ice cream (seems to be a favourite topic) I now also recall that, firstly we didn't get lollies or ice creams ever day of the week, it was quite a treat. So when you did get one it was quite a hard decision, lolly or ice cream? 3d each was probably the norm for my brother, sister, and myself, quite a lot for my mum to find! The ice-cream man obviously knew the children's dilemma and came up with the answer! The cheapest fruit lolly, then a run of soft ice cream along one face for 3d, the perfect solution. Another ice cream I remember, that you don't see now, was the 2 wafers like big sea shells. One was filled with ice cream, and then the other stuck on top. That would have been a big treat as they were about 6d each! Had totally forgotten the name of the fishmonger but Mr Kelly rings a bell with me! Glad I was not the only one unable to decipher his yell! Was there more than one family run general store operating from a garage? The one I remember was at the top of Applesham Ave, very close to Northease Drive, but I'm sure in Applesham, am I wrong, could be, it was long ago? My friend, who was a little older than me, got his paper round with Charlie Bullen in about 1967. I was under 14, the minimum age, but helped him out, which seemed like fun, but with no pay! That doesn't sound so much fun now, more like stupid! Anyway it was fun at the time. Being an evening round we only had the Argus to deal with, count out the correct quantity and remember the house numbers. His back room where we did the counting was dark and creepy. The round covered Downland Drive, Clayton Way and back up Poynings Drive. The Argus was perfect on a Saturday, very few pages, but each day the number of pages increased until Thursday and Friday the paper was so thick the weight was 2 or 3 times that of Saturday! I know it was 1967 as I can recall reading about the Torrey Canyon disaster (http://www.lboro.ac.uk/departments/hu/ergsinhu/aboutergs/lasttrip.html )
as we delivered in Downland Drive, the date was 18th March 1967. Then, the Argus was printed in a number of editions during the day. The one we delivered was the 'Night Final', the bulk being delivered to Bullen's about 5.00pm. However on Saturday it was a different time, as they had to wait to get the football scores in and printed, along with the Albion match report! The arrival at Bullen's was unpredictable, any time from 5.30 to 6.30. We would take a football and wait outside, using Bullen's side wall as a goal, which didn't please him much! Charlie Bullen paid 10 bob, so when I was 14 years old I got my own paper round at the shop on the Old Shoreham Road, just along from the Goldstone Ground, but on the other side, he paid a £1! I did Hove Park Road, Shirley Drive, The Drove Way, Woodruff Avenue and Benett Drive (where Dave Sexton the Chelsea manager lived). I got no tips at all at Christmas, not even a "hello have a nice Christmas" whereas in Downland Drive my mate was swamped with tips! Another point regarding Charlie Bullen, as I mentioned in the story, packets of stacked cigarettes covered the back wall, but I recall boxes of chocolates were above the cigarettes. Charlie had a great way to get the chocolates down, he used an extending claw-like grabber, your both must remember? Great memories!!

By Peter Groves (01/01/2008)

Thank you Peter, I'm glad you appreciated my contribution to your superb nostalgia trip through Hangleton in the 50s & 60s, all credit to you for kicking the thing off. It is a great pleasure to relive those heady days of my carefree childhood, days when we grew up in a world of open doors and windows, able to trust and respect the adults who formed the community we were part of. Let me add a few further memories that have been rekindled since reading Peter's contributions. I too had a paper round at Charlie Bullen's, albeit for only a couple of months. I well remember numbering my pile of Evening Arguses in the dingy back of his shop and gazing in awe at the mountain of 200 packs of various cigarettes - did people really smoke as much as that? Old Charlie was a nice guy, a polio victim I believe, as one of his hands was virtually useless and he really needed the 'claw' that Peter refers to in order to retrieve items stacked on the shelves around him. He had a freckle faced son named Trevor who would sometimes assist in the shop. The guy who owned the Light Blue Filling Station was named Taylor, a tall, authorative chap who owned a Bristol 2.0 litre sports car which I often stood and dribbled lovingly over where it was often parked behind the garage. As I became older I graduated into a 'rocker' and turned up at his garage for fuel on a succession of motorbikes, (some with sidecars) and some that were two stroke machines which required oil to be added to the fuel tank before the pertol was dispensed, and Mr Taylor always used to make it evident by his abrupt manner that I was considered a nuisance needing this time consuming extra attention. Moving along to 'Hangleton Fisheries' I clearly remember the Scotch chap who owned it, he had curly slicked back ginger hair and was always chewing gum. If he was in an affable mood and was not engaged in hostilities with his gaunt but formidable looking wife, he would if asked nicely give me and my pals a bag of batter scraps free of charge (can you see that happening now?) These tasted absolutely delicious to us lads, more so because they were free gratis, but as I say it wasn't guaranteed you would get any; pick the wrong time and you were sent packing admist a torrent of Scottish invective! There were a few other shops of this era at the Grenadier that spring readily to mind; 'Alexanders' the greengrocers, this was the first shop on the left as you approached the Grenadier from Applesham Avenue, it always had an impressive display outside the shop. Directly opposite was 'Roland Hyde' a butcher; it was my misfortune to stand in for a friend who had a delivery round there one Saturday morning; I was presented with one of these bicycles with a huge wicker basket backet mounted above the front wheel and this was full to capacity with meat packages. Becuase of the sheer weight of the thing I must have lost my balance and fallen of the bike at least six times that morning, and eventually arrived home thoroughly brassed off and firmly resolved never to be an errand boy again. At the other side of the Grenadier was 'Turners', an Aladdin's cave of a hardware store that sold virtually everything, including the food for my guinea pigs, next shop along was the 'Bon-Bon', a confectioners, and directly next door to that was 'Sally's Stores' another confectioners, yet despite the competiton they both existed side by side for many years, neither one trying to outdo the other! Another hardware store 'Trevor's' was sited two or three shops along from 'Alexanders' and I have an idea that it still trades under the same name today.

By Geoff Marshall (03/01/2008)

With reference to the shop in Hangleton, the one with the plastic on the windows, it was the Wall shop, or the Ladybird shop as it was known as.

By Wayne Wareham (10/01/2008)

Trevors in Hangelton is no longer there, as per many of the shops.

By Wayne Wareham (10/01/2008)

Was there once a Home & Colonial in the parade of shops that ran along the east side of Applesham Avenue? I can't remember what they sold, I expect it was a general store but the name always appealed to me. I used to have to catch the school bus to Cottesmore every morning from the Grenadier and was given a shilling every day,the fare was 4d each way so I would go to Sally's, where there were two wonderful ladies, and take an age to choose a quarter of sweets for the remaining 4d.

By Neil Underhill (12/01/2008)

I have been following your website for the last few weeks, thoroughly enjoying all the nostalgia of my childhood days spent growing up in Amberley Drive. I too lived there through the 50's and 60's and love all the memories of others, which I am so familiar with. I wanted to know if anyone can remember the 'Home & Colonial' grocery store at the Grenadier? I seem to recall the very smart 'capped & aproned' ladies serving in the centre of the shop and the groceries stacked on shelves all around this circular serving counter. I am not sure what date this would have been because I must have been very young. I do remember Carder's at Burwash Road very well. My mum used to send her order to them all written in a little red memo notebook and it was all delivered by them. Can't see that sort of service happening nowadays! Also, the butchers in Burwash Road used to deliver too. Also, did anyone apart from my friends and I, try to collect empty bottles to return to the off-license at the side of the Downsman Pub, just to get a few pence on the 'returns'? All proceeds spent on sweets and chips, what fun! Thanks for constructing this website, it really is so very good.

By Stella Twigge-Molecey (12/01/2008)

What a coincidence Stella that we should think of the same shop on the same day. I think they were part of a chain as there was a Home and Colonial above the level crossing at Boundary Road. I used to take empty bottles back to the off licenceas well. There was a bell that you had to ring to attract attention and we would press the bell and run sometimes. The landlord was a formidable (or so he seemed to me at the time) Scotsman who always wore a kilt. I used to get a shilling pocket money and was allowed to go to the off licenence and spend 6d on a lolly and save the other 6d. Such a simple life then!

By Neil Underhill (12/01/2008)

Does anybody remember the Old Grenadier pub when they had the off licence in the middle? Also the shop Silks in Burwash Road which was run by the deaf man and his assistant, the women in the wig?

By Wayne Wareham (15/01/2008)

Hi Wayne, I vaguely remember there being an off licence attached to the Grenadier, but I don't remember ever going in. I did, of course have several sessions in the pub with your older brother Gary, and occasionally, we were joined by your dad!

By Paul Robinson (17/01/2008)

Hi Paul, long time no see. It would be good to catch up sometime. I live in Brighton, Gary is now living in Kent. Call me sometime on 07788136922. Talk soon.

By Wayne Wareham (19/01/2008)

Does anybody know where the man in the baker's van is now. He always came up Amberley Drive. I used to get the cornets with marshmellow topping.

By wayne wareham (28/02/2008)

I can remember taking the empty bottles back to the off licence at the Grenadier pub and also the off licence in Queens Parade.

By wayne wareham (28/02/2008)

I have just come across this website after looking for something and can say that I do remember Silks newsagents run by 'Mr Silk' and his wife with the helping hand of Amelia (the lady with the wig) who I believe is still around and still helping out in the shop in Burwash Road, obviously with different owners. I lived in Amberley Drive from 1980 until leaving home, but my parents remained there up until 4 years ago. I recognise Wayne as we lived in the same street and went to the same school, I think. I do remember your dad as does my dad too. What a great website, lots of nostalgia. I moved away to neighbouring Portslade for 13 years but recently moved back.

By Lorraine Avey (09/03/2008)

I can remember loads of the above shops etc. When I was at West Blatch juniors, we used to take it in turns to sneak out of school at break time to run down to Bullen's for sweets: cola cubes, pineapple cubes, lemon bonbons etc. The canny girls use to buy aniseed twists as not many people liked them, so less to share with! Re. the earlier comment about Nielsen's ice cream van and Jock, he used to supply my dad with cigarettes - I don't know if they were sold officially or under the counter, maybe Paul would remember?

By Sara Robinson (16/03/2008)

To Sara Robinson: Not strictly to do with the thread but are you related to Geraldine Robinson, living in the police houses in Hangleton Way?

By Neil Underhill (20/03/2008)

Hi all, great site. I lived in Shelldale Road in Portslade and would love some old photos or memories. I lived there from 1945 for twenty years. My father lived there for forty years I also knew well the Hales who lived in Amberly Drive, Hove. Does anyone know what happened to them?

By Eddie McCabe (17/04/2008)

I remember Jock (Nielsen's Ice Cream van), and I don't remember dad getting cigarettes from him; legally or otherwise! BTW, Neil, to the best of my knowledge, we're not related to Geraldine Robinson - unless Sara knows different!

By Paul Robinson (15/05/2008)

Neil, Paul. No, we're not related to Geraldine Robinson unless our dad had a very dark secret!

By Sara Robinson (27/05/2008)

I moved to Beeding Avenue in the early seventies as a seven year old with mum, dad and brothers and I remember the bakery van selling the marshmellow cones. The man's name was Bob. Don't know where he is  now though.

By Tracy Morgan (29/05/2008)

Message for Neil Underhill:
I saw that you said that you went to Cottesmore. Was that the primary in The Drive and not Ragden Manor Road? Can you remember the two dinner ladies who used to get the same bus home from school? One of them I remember, used to get off the bus stop before the Grenadier. You also said that you went out with a girl from Poynings Drive. Can I ask who, or would that be telling? There were three girls I remember that lived in that area.

By Cathy (11/06/2008)

I moved to Hangleton when I got married in1964. There was a wet fish shop where the butchers is now and a shop that sold prams and baby equipment where Foxes the estate agent is now. There were two bus stops. One outside where the chemist is now and the other approxamatly where it is situated now. Also I remember there being two greengrocers: one next to the Home and Collogne the other on the other side of the road. There was also a wool shop in Queen's Parade where the hair dressers is now. Later I remember another ladies hair dressers opening above the old post-office. This was lovely trip down memory lane. Any more?

By Joyce (14/06/2008)

Does anyone remember the Mr Whippy ice cream van? Johnny the driver used to let me go on the rounds with him, and I would get free ice cream

By Wayne Wareham (16/07/2008)

One of the dinner ladies that I think someone was enquiring about who worked at Cottesmore Junior School was Mrs Solomon and lived in a bungalow between Clarke Avenue and Hangleton Road. She scared everyone into eating their dinner.

By Marilyn Rendle (19/07/2008)

Yes I too remember Mrs Solomon well, and her banging on the dinner tables to get the noise down. Also her insistence on all us children eating our "greens". To a small child she was quite a scary person, there were also others at Cottesmore who were very scary!

By Peter Groves (21/07/2008)

Does anybody remember the dinner ladies at West Blatch School? I still see Mrs More and Mrs Jennings around. And what about Mrs Batchelor?

By Wayne Wareham (21/07/2008)

I am getting quite obsessed with this website, bringing back memories of life at Amberley Drive and also school at Cottesmore. My family lived at 46 Amberley Drive. My sister Anita and I remember Peter Groves as a lively boy who always seemed to be in trouble!

By Marilyn Rendle (22/07/2008)

I too am getting obsessed with this website!  I lived at 30 Amberley Drive from 1970 to 2001.  It would be good to get in touch with you Marilyn - drop me a line.  And anybody else who lived in Amberley Drive.
Does anybody remember the mobile fish and chip shop that used to be outside parked by the bus stop near the betting shop which is now Fish Face barbers?

By Wayne Wareham (24/07/2008)

A good description of me then - but I've changed, honest!

By Peter Groves (24/07/2008)

Hi Peter. Do you remember me?  I cannot put a face to your name.  Have you any pictures of Amberley Drive in the 1970s?

By Wayne Wareham (25/07/2008)

Hi Wayne. My name used to be Lorraine Chambers, I lived at 3 Henfield Way in the 1960s. I was the youngest of seven children. The winters were certainly very cold, I loved it when the Esso blue man used to deliver the pink or blue parafin. I too remember the fish man, rag and bone man ringing his bell, and at Easter the sea cadets used to parade around the streets playing their instruments. Sundays on the green was always great fun with the men and boys playing football, before the mums called everyone in for lunch. Mr Bullen I always thought was a miserable old soul, I think he played for sympathy because he was in a wheelchair. Sally Stores was a brilliant sweet shop, they sold more penny sweets (old money of course). I and my best friend Vicky Thaxter who lived across the road in Clark Avenue, used to buy crisps off the grocers van and I'd always favour Nelson's ice cream cos if you said "Do you have any broken lollies?", he'd break a "smash lolly" and give it to you for free. Summers were long and playing in the fields was always great fun. Did you ever do book and skate down the hill. "Parkie" was always scary, he could bring about some discipline to the youth of today. There used to be a hairdressers by the garage and a Ladybird shop called "Lorraines", I had to go there and if I met the lady who cut my hair today, I'd have a few moans to her, she'd have been more qualified as a butcher. We had one telephone box for the area, it was on the corner by the road which led to Poynings Drive and on a Sunday kids would queue to phone up dial-a-disc to see and hear who was top of the charts, and if you didn't have any money, you'd get 3 seconds of music for free. The walk to the Grenadier was endless, having to carry home so many pounds of potatoes, covered in mud and wrapped in newspaper, Geoff was the greengrocer I remember. There used to be a kind of hardware store leading down to the library, it had a smell all of its own. Then there was Dr Yauner on the corner of Poynings Drive, he'd peer at you from over his glasses, as he sat behind his large wooden desk. His receptionist was lovely, I think her name was Beryl. Then Dr Henderson took over when Dr Yauner retired. I could go on forever. Most treasured was all the kids on the estate, and if you didn't have any sugar, "Mrs up the road " would always give you some. I lived their until I was thirteen, I was sad to leave, I now live in Kent.

By Cazzy Kelly (27/07/2008)

MY comment about Mr Bullen was a bit raw, I only wrote it because he caught me once trying to nick a Bazooka Joe bubble gum, and he threatened to tell my mum. I didn't go into his shop for weeks because I thought he'd remember me. I remember Mrs Batchalor and Mrs Dark and also a dinner lady we called Aunty Jean. Mrs Batchalor was also Brown Owl at St. Peters church brownies, her daughter Linda was I think an Arcala. I think I must of been quite naughty at brownies because she asked me to leave. I felt very sad about that as I loved the uniform and being in the pixies. I loved the summers when at school we could go and play on the field, and sometimes we'd be able to go on a nature walk through the fields. Also in the juniors we had an open air swimming pool built, it wasn't to deep; I still have my 25 yards swimming certificate dated 1970. Did anyone have the misfortune of having to go to the school dentist at Conway Court, at the bottom of Sacville Road? Mr Spatman was the dentist, Oh! my, he used to say "put your hand up if it hurts", he never took much notice of my arms flapping around! There were no injections then. How about the bottle of milk per day at school, why was it always left in the sunniest spot of the classroom? Mrs Middleton, I thought was a wonderful headmistress and Mrs Philips too. My favourite teachers of all time was Mrs Kay, and Mrs Lelic and there was a very old fashioned teacher who taught needlework and English, Mrs Waterman I think her name was, but I'll stand corrected if I'm wrong. Who remembers spangle sweets at Christmas, you could choose which flavour you wanted, then after the Christmas school lunch, when we would sing "we wish you a merry Christmas" we'd go back to class and wait patiently for the spangles to be handed out. So many happy memories.

By Cazzy Kelly (28/07/2008)

No, sorry Wayne I don't remember you, I think I'm probably a tad older than you, and lived at the top end of Amberley Drive. May have one or two photos of Amberley Drive, I'll try and dig them out! Hi Cazzy, I had forgotten about the old book and skate ride, brilliant at the top end of Downland Drive, as it was so steep! Who remembers the opening of the Hangleton Library? I was trying to find the date it opened. I went down to see if there was a plaque, but couldn't see one, so I went inside to ask, but they didn't know. From memory I think it was very early 1960's, 62 or 63 at a guess. Before then the library was housed (probably temporary) in the hall that was along side HounsomMemorialChurch in Nevill Avenue. At that time the new library was being built in West Way on the spot where the old Dyke Railway embankment met the back of Poplar Avenue. Anyway we all trooped down excitedly as we heard that the Queen was coming to open it. I must have been about 8 which would make it 1962, but I'm not sure. I stood outside the clinic, which is now Hangleton Dental Practice, (also built on the site of the old Dyke Railway) as the Queen's car came by, really close, and we all cheered. She then went inside and to young kids it didn't seem so exciting, waiting for something else to happen. It had been a long walk down to the Grenadier from the top of Hangleton, and it was all over very quickly, there was no royal walk-a-bout or speaking to the crowds. Another memory of about that time was the introduction of tea bags, and another walk down to the Grenadier! We had heard that there was a free film show in the building on Hangleton Road, just near to the scouts hut, along from Queens Parade, opposite Stapley Road. Anyway, again all us kids trooped down to the Grenadier, and were let into the small hall building (I wonder if its still there) for the black and white film show. It turned out it was a promotional show for PG Tips tea bags, with the funny monkeys. Us kids all got some goodies, balloons etc, and probably the mums got samples of the new tea bags. It should be remembered that this was a real treat for many kids as in 1962 TV in every house was not the norm, certainly not at the top of Hangleton! Final memory for now of that same period was Jumble Sales, held in the Scout Hut; in fact at that time they were held every where. Again they seemed to sound quite exciting, and a lot of us kids would go, but there was never much of interest, when you got there! Compared to the "throw-a-way" society we live in today, there was really not a lot, but a lot of jumble!!

By Peter Groves (28/07/2008)

What nostalgia. We moved to Hangleton Way in 1962 when I was 1, by Stonecroft Close. I remember Hangleton Valley Drive being built for we used to play on the site at night (don't tell the old bill!). My parents used the Knowles Van, the parafin van and the Corona Lorry and yes, it was bl---y freezing in winter, but wonderful in summer. You can see the Isle of Wight from our flat's front room window. My Mum & Dad still live there. I remember Andrew Hale, the Robinson's, the Stone's (David, Gary and they had a sister?), the Lewis's (Neil & Peter), the Thicks (Graham and Roger from Harmsworth Crescent), the Packham's (Bob, Doreen, Clive & Gary from Hardwick Rd). Charlie Bullen's shop was great, for people used to drop money which rolled under the counter for us nippers to fish out and buy penny sweets with. Poor old Charlie was arthritic, as I recall, and a bit slow on the uptake regarding shoplifters! 'Old Pooky' the caretaker of West Blatchington school used to chase us off the school playing fields on his moped! I remember the Brigdens too, and the Pickards. The old barn was set alight on several occasions too, as I recall.

By Neil Thacker (29/07/2008)

I remember big Bill Wareham. The Mabbots (well, Andy anyway). From Harmsworth Crescent the following: The Claytons (Steve and David; David who sadly died in a road accident in 1985, is buried in St. Helens). The Fox's (Garry and John), Garry tragically died last September. Olly Ross. The Perrin Boys (Mark & Steve). Jurgen Gainz from Clarke Avenue, and also the Woods family who have moved now. The Pooks from Bramber Avenue. Robert Harris from Hangleton Way. The Martins from Hangleton Way, and of course old John Whit the milkman who tragically died in 1999.
Enough name dropping! I remember Santa coming round on the slay at Xmas, and the fantastic Xmas parties we had as kids at WestBlatchingtonJuniorSchool: Old English spangles and wonderful feelings of love and togetherness. Mrs Phillips and Mr Rawson, who seemed to loved to slap our bare legs when he got the chance! Miss Whiteman from class 1 (on the ground floor) and her love of all things Roman! Up to Fox's Wood to torment the golfers by coughing in the bushes, nicking their golf balls and watching and giggling when they couldn't find them! And generally being irksome! What days!

By Neil Thacker (30/07/2008)

Hi Neil, do you remember me Wayne, Bill's son? I am now 39.

By Wayne Wareham (01/08/2008)

To be honest Wayne, I think I remember your brother; Gary - is that right? Good to hear from you anyway. I married Jane Pook, Richard Pook's sister who used to live in Findon Close and then Bramber Avenue; their mum still lives there. Sorry to hear about Bill, he was part of my past and it is sad to know he died.

By Neil Thacker (02/08/2008)

Further to my comments previously; I made a mistake with the number of our house in Amberley Drive, we lived at 94, having moved there from 249 Hangleton Way. We did have a lovely childhood in that area. Everyone seemed to work hard, kept their houses clean, gardens tended and children reasonably under control. We had so many friends and were able to play outside or take picnics over the downs. Winters were very cold and as mentioned previously the winter of 1963 does still stand out in my memory with huge snowdrifts up to our garden shed at Hangleton Way and walking home from school at Cottesmore with the snow right up to the top of my Wellingtons. Huge icicles hanging from the guttering of our flat, and Paraffin heaters and coal fires. I have got a feeling that we kept a paraffin heater alight in the roof space to stop the water pipes from freezing (seems rather dangerous) - I shall have to ask my mother if that is right.

By Marilyn Rendle (02/08/2008)

I lived at 52 Amberley Drive from 1955 till 1969, thereafter at No. 46 (only a few houses down!) till 1983. Like everyone else who has contributed to this excellent site (well done Peter Groves) I have fond and happy memories of my time living there. None of us had much in those days but I think we, as children, and our parents, were far more contented with our lot than people are now! I noticed that recently a 'Cazzy Kelly' has posted up some of here memories and she reminded me of my friendship with Colin Chambers (one of her brothers) who I was good friends with whilst I attended the then Nevill Secondary School. I would dearly like to know what became of Colin, all I know is that I believe he joined the Royal Navy at some point? Maybe Cazzy could put me right on this? Also, I noticed that Marlyn Rendall says she lived at No.46 too. The Gobles lived there before we moved in 1969 (they moved to Cobton Drive I think) and before them it was the Arnolds. I have no idea who lived there before them, they could have moved there when the houses were built after the war, I really don't know. So Marylin, was your maiden name 'Arnold' or do you go back further? I read with interest the comments and memories of the opening of Hangleton Library by The Queen. I always thought that this was 1962, I was about seven, so I think Peter is about right. I recall that I didn't get there early enough to get very close and I think I was as far away as the top of West Way, by Turners and The Bob-Bon. It was a huge turnout, the whole population of Hove must have turned up!

By Bob Marshall (03/08/2008)

Hi Bob good to see your letter. I lived at 30 Amberly Drive, do you remmber me?

By Wayne Wareham (04/08/2008)

Hello Wayne, sorry, but I'm not entirley sure if I remember you or not? I knew the Sewards well, they lved at No. 36 I think, and next door to them were the Freemans. Further down were the Baileys, and further down still were the Butlers. If you're who I am thinking of, you used to work down at the Co-op Superstore, maybe you still do? I remember your dad too, quite a tall chap, and very quiet; but only in later years, ie late 70s onwards! He used to walk past our house more or less every day and I'd would often say hello if I met him. For some reason I don't remember you at all from the 1960s, maybe you didnt move to No. 30 till later? Apologies if I've got you mixed up with someone else, but I don't think I have. Looking back, the Sewards weren't at No.36 for very long and they moved down to Hnagleton Rd before the end of the 60s. The long stayers were the Brocklehursts, also near you I think, and, as I've mentioned all ready, the Baileys, who's daughter Angela was in my year at HJS. Her brother, who's name escapes me right now, I seem to remember as tall and lanky and a great bloke. The Butler's children were young Geoffrey and his sister Jacqueline, who was in my sisters (Stella) year at HJS. Hope this triggers a few memories for you, and you are who I think you are!

By Bob Marshall (05/08/2008)

Hi Bob, yes I did work at the Co-op (for 11 years). We moved to 30 Amberly Drive in 1970, I am now in Brighton but my mum is still at number 30, she has been there for 38 years. My dad passed away in 1999.

By Wayne Wareham (06/08/2008)

Hi Wayne, I'm 47 now so you were probably too young (or I was too old) for me to remember you. We moved in different circles due to age, perhaps? Do you have a brother called Gary?

By Neil Thacker (06/08/2008)

Yes Neil, I do have a brother called Gary and a brother called Tim.

By Wayne Wareham (08/08/2008)

I have been re-reading some of the articles on the website and noticed that Wayne Wareham asked if anyone knew what the big hall at the back of No. 38 Amberley Drive is or what it was used for. This building was constructed sometime in the early 60s and was a gymnasium belonging to a man who lived near the top of Applesham Avenue, hence it backed onto No.38 Amberley Drive. My friend and I used to sit on a wall and watch the man going up and down on a trampoline. Mind you, we could only see his head as the windows were very high. Always wished that we could have a go! Hope this settles Wayne's curiosity.

By Stella Marshall (10/08/2008)

Cathy; sorry I havent been on this page for some time, if you wish you can get in touch with me at brightonneil@msn.com.

By Neil Underhill (25/08/2008)

My brother Keith and I lived at 45 Poynings Drive after it was built with mum and dad, Win and Bert Tipler. Brother Philip was born whilst we were living there. I worked for Vi and Jack Higginbottom in the greengrocers in the evening after school and on Saturday delivering order boxes around Hangleton in a van driven by Joy. Lots of building work was still going on when we were there. My brother worked in the Burwash Road chemists.

By Brian Tipler (28/08/2008)

Well this is most fascinating. Yes, Wayne, I remember you and your Dad. I lived at the top of Poynings Drive. I remember the Italian ice cream man (who was drunk), the rag and bone man who shouted 'udders' old rags, I think the bread and cake man with the marshmallow cones, Mr Silk, Mr Carder and Greens general store in Burwash Road. I remember the pavements were so hot in 1976 us kids had to hop to Burwash to get our Corona and Spaceship lollies. I remember my dad leaving me outside Goldings bookmakers in Queens Parade. I remember the sheer unspoilt beauty of Toads Hole Valley on a summer's day and the Downs land all around it.

By Tim Hodges (06/09/2008)

Brian, you don't say when you lived at Poynings Drive, do you remember the Twiseltons who lived at No. 55? Three generations lived there: nan and grandad, the mother Pam, and the children, Charlie, Sarah (my girlfriend in the mid 70s), Claire and Mathew. If Neil Thacker reads this we were also friends with Jane Pook too, I'm sure she would remember us. We all used to go to the youth club in Hangleton Junior School, was it run by a chap we all knew as Fred, can't remember very clearly, and a lady who had teeth like Esther Rantzen? There must have been others there to help as well. Good old days!

By Neil Underhill (06/09/2008)

Hi Bob Marshall, Colin did join the navy, he served his 22 years, he's now retired and living in Plymouth where he's lived since he joined up. Were you one of of his mates who came round one Christmas and ate all our tin of Quailty Street? We were all very annoyed because, being such a large family, so many sweets were a rarity. I remember Jane and Richard Pook, they used to come and go, I never knew where they went, but they were always such lovely children, I always waited for their return. Pooky the caretaker, he was a legend. I'm pleased to hear some other kids were "naughty" too. Did any one go apple scrumping around Applesham Avenue?
Hi Neil Thacker, your name rings a bell, did you know my brother Nigel Chambers and his mate Johnny Morris, also Tracey Morgan? Your name seems familar too. Did anyone go to Hangleton Youth Club, I was too young, but my brothers used to go.
I remember the Twisletons, Charlie used to be a right character, and Sarah, I think she was a year older than me, I'm now 46years. Does anyone remember the Dumbrell family? For some reason our street was afraid of them. My sister has since met one of the sisters and she doesn't know why people were afraid of them!
If Chris Newstead comes across this web page, I thought you were gorgeous, you used to make my heart go all fluterry and I'd blush something awful.

By Cazzy Kelly (Lorraine Chambers) (06/09/2008)

Cazzy, did you have a brother called Barry? If so, I went to the grammar school with him. And was Chris Newstead tall with long ish fair hair? If so, I went to school with him too.

By Neil Underhill (07/09/2008)

Hi Everyone. Jane Pook and I are now married and living in Plymouth with four kids. Richard Pook still lives in Hove, they lived at 46 Bramber Avenue as children. Ray Pook, their dad, recently passd away on 24.07.08, aged 78. He was Percy Pook's (the notorious but ultimately kind caretaker at West Blatch) brother. I have a brother called Mark and I remember Nigel Chambers, Charlie and Sarah Twisleton. I am 47, my brother Mark is now 50 so he would remember people a little older than me. Charlie Twisleton must be about 50 now? I remember Clifford Evans, and wonder what happened to him.  I went to Hangleton Youth Club and particularly loved the trampoline, table tennis and table football (upstairs). I went there when I was 13/14/15 so that would have been in 1974/75/76. I also remember going to the youth club in Marmion Road, by the old Granada picture hall. In fact, I was an ABC Minor! Looking back, the people who opened a joke shop almost opposite the Granada, in Portland Road, were very clever; the amount of stinkbombs we used to buy and let off in the cinema would have paid off my current mortgage! I recall a Barry Hodges, and wonder if Tim is related to him? I remember playing football on the makeshift pitch in the park at Harmsworth Crescent on a Sunday morning with the boys and men. And old Parky, the poor hassled man! The amount of times he had to untie the swings, when we'd wrapped them up and over the frames must have driven him mad! Mind you, that's what officials were there for in those days, to drive insane! More to come.  Take care.

By Neil Thacker (07/09/2008)

No, Barry, my Dad was called Ben! Are you related to Andrew Thacker?

By Tim Hodges (08/09/2008)

Hi Neil, yes Barry is my brother and your description of Chris Newstead fits my memory of him. Where in Plymouth do you and Jane live? My brother Colin lives in Keyham Plymouth. If Jane is as lovely natured as she was as a child, you're a lucky man. stink bombs,err!! we use to bunk into the ABC, I can remember the beginning of the opening song, "we are the boys and girl,you know of, we belong to the A B C." Hi Neil Thacker, Nigel still lives in Hove, I think he's planning on going to the Nevill,s 50yr anniversary reunion, sadly though since our mother passed away 3yrs ago, Nigel hasn't taken her passing too well and he's been quite unwell but he's always happy when talking about his old mates and what they all got up to.

By cazzy kelly (09/09/2008)

Hi Tim,
I assume the Barry applies to me, me being Neil Thacker. I don't know an Andrew Thacker.

By Neil Thacker (10/09/2008)

Hi Tim,
I don't know an Andrew Thacker but we could be related. My Dad's dad (Grandad Len) left my grandmother and set up home with another woman with whom I think he had children. So Andrew could be my uncle who may be younger than me. Mind you, I'm not totally sure about any of this. Would you happen to know if Andrew's Dad was Len, and how old Andrew is?

By Neil Thacker (10/09/2008)

Hi Cazzy Kelly,
Whilst trying hard not to turn this marvellous web site into a chat room, I have to add that I was not the (awful?) friend of Colin who came round and ate all your sweets at Christmas! I don't think you would remember me as you would have been far too young. If and when you see Colin, please could you pass on my best wishes to him. As for your other brothers and sisters, I can remember Barry and Nigel as well as Vanessa. There was another sister wasn't there, but for the life of me I can't recall her name. Who can't fail to remember the 'Dumbrells' along Stenning Avenue of course. I was always pretty good friends with Jimmy and I remember both his sisters, Anna and Maureen I think. But there were far too many of them to remember them all.

By Bob Marshall (11/09/2008)

I suppose that we would have moved to 45 Poynings Drive around about 1950.We lived next door to Mr and Mrs Ferrison who had a son Geoffrey who I used to play with. Opposite was Mr and Mrs Oxley and up the road was Mr and Mrs Hoad who my mum was friends with.Their children were Ray and Joyce. We moved to Poynings Drive from Bellingham Cresent and previously Halyburton Road

By Brian Tipler (11/09/2008)

Nick Pattenden(23/12/2007) I assume that you are the person who initiated the web site for Florence Avenue and posted the VE Day Street Party Photograph and who my uncle Ken Phillips bumped into in Canada when he was playing darts there one night.We have posted some comments on that page also.

By Brian Tipler (11/09/2008)

hi again Cazzy
you got your Neils mixed up, I never moved away. I stayed in Brighton got married four times and have got eight kids now. I nearly married Sarah Twiselton who was Jane Pook's friend. What happened to baz? Colin Newstead has been unheard of since I left hcgs in 1974. Someone asked about Cliff Evans, last time I saw him he was a down and out in the London Road area in the early 90s, his associates at the time are now dead , alas I fear he probably is too.

By neil underhill (14/09/2008)

Checking in - this is getting interesting now! To the recent contributors speaking of Andrew Thacker - I think you must mean Andrew Thaxter? He was at West Blatchington Junior at the same time as me. I went to youth club at Portland Road Methodist church with his cousin Barry Burtenshaw, who married Sandra Lucas (she lived in one of the closes off Beeding Avenue).
Cazzy - your (former) name is familiar, but I think you may have been the year above me. I remember all the teachers you speak of - I vividly remember Mrs Lelic reading us The Hobbit. Also, recorder lessons before Assembly with Miss Wightman. We used to catch the bus after school with her.
Do you remember Mrs Thompson at Infant school? I was at Grammar school with her daughter, Penny.
Oh, I remember Mrs Batchelor as a dinner lady but also she was Brown Owl for Wednesday Brownies, as I was a Monday Brownie. I only remember our Brown Owl's name was Frances, as my mum knew her. Do you remember the huge flip-over hymn books we had at junior school? I think it was Mr Rawson's job to turn the pages.
I also got my 25 yards swimming cert just after the pool was built. I hated swimming day, as the boys and girls changing rooms were seperated only by a thick sheet of plastic and you can imagine.Is there anyone else on this site who went to the girls grammar? No one from those days seems to be on Facebook, which I find odd.
Oh, by the way, ABC Minors and stink bombs... I remember it well, I'm appalled....!

By Sara Robinson (21/09/2008)

I remember Miss Wightman for her interest in all things Roman. I recall we went on a school trip to Fishbourne Palace, Chichester, with her and other teachers. I remember spying through the plastic sheeting to see the girls getting changed for swimming, and was caught by a girl spying back at the same time! I recall Andrew Thaxter but my name is Thacker, so we're not related at all. I'm almost sure there was a Robinson family that lived in Hangleton Way, just down the road from us in 225. The name Dawn Jenner rings a bell for me too and I'm sure she was a good bass recorder player. I remember Mrs Thompson at Infant school for she trod on my little finger with stillettos on...ouch! She wasn't a small lady either, as I still relive the experience vividly! I recall the bonfires round the old chalkpit and how Grant Wilcox (now deceased) once set light to it prematurely; we would all collect wood and rubbish for weeks in advance. Bingo night on a Thursday at St Helens was a riot, wasn't it! Happy days. More to come.

By Neil Thacker (22/09/2008)

Yes, I remember Fishbourne too. Dawn Jenner or Karen Jenner was in my brother Paul's year at school and yes, one of them was an ace recorder player! We lived in Hardwick Road (as I think Paul said earlier), but I don't remember having family in Hangleton Way. My Nan lived in NortheaseGardens at the top of Poplar Avenue, she was a Robinson... some may remember her, she was tiny, mad about dogs and nutty as a fruitcake! Often to be found on the swings in HangletonPark.

By Sara Robinson (23/09/2008)

What brilliant recollections. Some are so familiar. My parents moved to Hardwick Road in about 1955. I have early memories of long hot sunny summers sitting on the kerb drawing pictures in the gutter using melting road tar and lolly sticks. You could sit on the pavement and look out across the whole of Hove and out across the English Channel for 180 degrees or more. What a view from a council house. In those days they had not yet built houses at the higher end of Hardwick Road or on the south side of the road. The park started right across the road from our front door. The garages and maisonettes hadn't been invented then. When they did start the later developments, the building sites were great places to play hide & seek and tag. No amount of barricades the builders put up could keep us out. Some people thought it was dangerous to play there but we got a lot more cuts and grazes from whizzing down the hills sitting on a book on a skate and crashing on the bends or a pavement that had lifted up. Go carts were even quicker and there were a few around with pushchair wheels on. My dad made one with pram wheels/axles which was amongst the quickest but he planned ahead and fittest it with a brake that really worked. Others copied the design but I think we were first! The rush going down the hills in seconds was well worth the hours it took to walk back up. Yes we played in the WW2 pill box just behind the church and climbed the old oak tree. What about "The Manor" when it was still a dilapidated ruin? Then the time we spent there years later as pub customers, the Downsman too and very occasionally the Grenadier. Remember the clinic across from Hangleton library or perhaps the other way round; I'm sure the clinic was there first. How about the chemist, LL Peck I think, a couple of doors along from the post office on Hangleton road at the Grenadier; I delivered prescriptions for them in the late 1960s using a bike with the huge wicker basket and small wheel on the front. Saved a pound a week for extra track and cars for my Scalextric, then sold it all for a motorbike but that's another story. Pete, this nostalgia bit is snowballing, we could write pages. Cheers for starting it off.

By Pat Bates (03/10/2008)

Nice memories Pat. Book and skate races were very popular in Amberley Drive too as it was such a lovely long, straight, downhill run, our pals the Kempshalls across the road had a pair of skates with metal wheels that were faster, noisier and altogether more spectacular than the conventional rubber wheeled ones as they left a trail of sparks in their wake - pedestrians had to dive for cover! My father used to make us soap box carts as well and yes, ours also sported the luxury of a brake which comprised of a piece of bicycle tyre nailed to a wooden block mounted on a lever which pivoted on the side of the cart and acted on one of the rear pram wheels - all very sophisticated! I do wish we were able to post photos on here alongside our comments; I have a couple of lovely old black and white shots of my mum, sister and myself sitting in Hangleton Park with West Blatchington school under construction in the background; the start of the concrete fuelled erosion that has reduced the park to its present diminutive state.

By Geoff Marshall (05/10/2008)

Pat Bates? Kevin's big brother?

By Neil Underhill (05/10/2008)

Yes, Brian Tipler, it was me who posted the photo of VE Day 1945, Florence Avenue. I have also posted a comment on that page.
To anyone who lived on Beeding Avenue in the 1950s: Does anyone know the whereabouts of Diane Sweetapple? She lived almost at the very top of Beeding Avenue at the curve, and she was good friends with Jean Edwards who lived opposite me in Midhurst Walk, and also with Marion Upton. (All three of these girls I was 'interested' in as a teenager, I have to say).

By Nick Pattenden (14/10/2008)

My family lived at 60 Amberley Drive, the Maxwells, I am Sharon and my sister is Jane. We all still live in the area apart from my dad who died a few years back. What wonderful memories all this has brought back, particuarly all the familiar names. I still see a few people that I grew up with as I have stayed local. Brian Tipler and Marilyn Rendle are my cousins and Ken Phillips one of my uncles. My Auntie Sheila (Kennard) is also still in the area although no longer in Midhurst Walk. I remember Bob the Grocer and I believe he unfortunately died whilst on one of his deliveries, which was on a Saturday morning I think. I also remember the baker's van. If I was lucky I could catch a ride from outside Kathy Coppard's house up to road to my house - not far, but as we didn't have a car I thought it was brilliant. I also tell my son now about how cold our house was and that we had ice on the inside of the windows in winter. I remember I used to talk a lot to an Ice Cream Van Man and I think his name was Brian.

By Sharon Papworth (17/10/2008)

To Sharon: I remember your sister Jane well, I used to go out with Sarah Twisleton for a long time and we were all in the same circle of friends. I remember a party in your house once, think your mum and dad must have been away!

By Neil Underhill (19/10/2008)

It's been really interesting to read all those wonderful memories of Hangleton. I grew up there in the late 50s/early 60s. I have a few memories to add. Does anyone remember sledging down the grassy shrubby area at the bottom of the Burwash Road shops, down to the 'witch' who lived in the farm in the hollow? I remember being sent to the Home and Colonial to buy odd grocery items - there was never anyone around during the day and never anyone else in the shop. When I was a little older I was sent to the off licence at The Grenadier but came back as I couldn't find it, only to be sent back again after being told it was called the Bottle and Jug Later still, after I'd passed my test, my kind Dad let me borrow the car and I'd always put petrol in at the Light Blue filling station - 3 gallons for a £1 - 6s 8d a gallon.
Happy memories of a different era.

By Stephanie Foster (nee Pattenden) (22/10/2008)

I was born at 17 Burwash Road on the corner of Amberley Drive in 1949. Having read all the memories how much I find I have forgotten and how much comes flooding back,
the hours spent in Hangleton Park playing football, the parkie and learning to rind a bike by getting on at the top of the hill and by the bottom I could ride it. I also remember playing on the scaffolds while they built the new houses around Hardwick Road, made great ramparts for our castle and the old car that was dumped on the waste ground near West Blatch junior school without any seats but still had it's steering wheel. We all loved to get inside to play. I sadly moved away to Cornwall when I was 11 but those memories are still strong

By John Hewitt (22/10/2008)

To: Neil Underhill. Spoke to my sister and yes she remembers you - says you were very tall and went out with Sarah for a long time. My sister had a few of her parties, all have been memorable but not for necessarily good reasons! Jane says Brian the Ice Cream man died racing motorcyles and Mum said that Bob the grocer actually died on Christmas Eve, how awful. One of my other memories from Amberley Drive is the fish and Chip van that would come round occassionally. I can remember that it was a real treat if we had already gone up to bed to be called down again and be allowed chips from the van. A travelling fish and chip van probably wouldn't be allowed today with all the Health and Safety rules.

By Sharon Papworth (26/10/2008)

The more I read, the more the memories flood back. Mention of the Dyke railway being used as a landfill site made me remember, dumped in there were a large amount of brightly coloured plastic waste, bits of moulds I guess. I remember the sheer cliff face of the hole dug for the fill and how one day I tried to climb up the wall and getting about 5 ft from the top found, as I clung on I couldn't go up or down for what seemed a life time. My heart thumped as I was sure I was going to fall. At last I managed to scramble up and ran all the way home.
The other adventure I remember was with my friend Bobby Hyman. We must have been about nine, and we walked to Hove Station as we were fascinated by the seam trains. We had bought 3rd class tickets to Worthing and waited on the platform for the train. We asked the porter if the arriving train was the one to Worthing he replied yes so on we jumped and stood by the open door window popping our heads in and out. All went well until we reached Shoreham when the train, instead of carrying on to Worthing branched to the right and headed towards Bramber. We were so frightened that we jumped off at Bramber and jumped on the next train going back. We got to Hove and ran out of the station as we thought we would get told off for getting on the wrong train. The only telling off we got was from my mum when she found out we had been on the train on our own.

By John Hewitt (05/11/2008)

Hi John, I also remember "mountain climbing" the enormous, sheer cliff face of the "land fill holes" on the Dyke Railway, just behind Chichester Close, which wasn't yet built. It must have been very dangerous, but we didn't give it a thought, "last one to the top is a **** face" spurred us on and suppressed any fear. Pram wheels were most sought after "rubbish".

By Peter Groves (23/11/2008)

Hi Peter, yes strange how brave we must have been at that age. But wherever we played, vandalism was never on the agenda - unlike to day it seems. Although, I do remember being stopped by older boys on my way home from school and watching as they produced a pair of scissors and proceeded to cut my tie in half. How mad was my Mum when I got home?

By John Hewitt (05/12/2008)

Hi Stella. Are you the Stella who lived by Appelsham Avenue?

By Wayne Wareham (18/12/2008)

Hi, just found this site, bought back loads of memories. I lived at 83 Amerley Drive from 1950 to 1965 when my Dad re-married (Mum died in 1958) and we moved to Shoreham. I used to play with John Hewitt, we both played for West Blatchington school football team at the same time (with Bobby Hyman) John and Bobby were probably our best players. I still have the team photo. I also used to be a paperboy for Mr Bullen and did the round with a boy called John Hammond who lived opposite me in Amberley Drive. I lived next door to his cousins. Johns family emigrated to Australia. I wonder how they got on. Most of the time I played football over the park (with John) or on the green halfway down the bottom half of Amberley with Robin Hopkins, Philip Podesta and Rob Butcher among others. My friends in Amberley were Roger Wilkins, Peter Dyer, Richard Gumbrell and Stephen (Fred) Edmonds but over time you lose touch. I moved away in 1973 (to Bedfordshire) from the area intending to come back but marriage and kids vetoed that (divorced now). But still follow the Albion and will be at Walsall on Saturday, weather permitting. Does anyone remember a shop in a garage in Poplar Ave area?

By Neil Gregory (09/01/2009)

The shop in the garage you refer to was "Stone's" in Northease Drive. See the final paragraph of my earlier comment dated 22/12/07.

By Geoff Marshall (10/01/2009)

I don't remember the garage shop in Northease Drive, however I do recall one in Applesham Ave, near the top on the right as you went up! No one else has mentioned this one, although twice now the one in Northease Drive has been mentioned. I thought maybe I was wrong so I asked my mother (87) she confirmed one as I describe in Applesham Ave. I don't remember you Neil (Gregory), although it seems you lived not many doors down from me. I lived next door to Susan, Richard and Steven Gumbrell. The Edmonds were just over the road, along with Johnstons, Tommy and David, I think there was an older brother and sister, it's so long ago I can't recall exactly. A little bit down lived Keith Russel and further down the Pannets. Neil you must have lived very near to Glynis Huges, Philip Botting etc.

By Peter Groves (10/01/2009)

Just to put us all out of our misery, I have consulted a street map and can confirm that "Stone's" was in neither Northease Drive or Applesham Avenue; it was in Lark Hill, a continuation of Applesham Ave, beyond it's junction with Northease Drive. Well done to mother however, at being able to remember it at all at 87!

By Geoff Marshall (11/01/2009)

I do remember a garage shop in Lark Hill, just before Park Close. My brother reminded me about it when we last visited my Aunt who still lives in High Park Avenue. I visited that area a lot back then as my first girlfriend's family lived in Park Close!

By Brian Tipler (11/01/2009)

Yes, I agree it was in Lark Hill, just between Northease Drive and Park Close. I was very young at the time and I guess in my mind Applesham Avenue and Lark Hill just blended into one! Another mystery solved! Your map sounds very interesting Geoff.

By Peter Groves (12/01/2009)

Hi Neil, Great to hear from you. Like you, I would have been at Walsall last Saturday - got 10 miles up the A23 before we heard it was off. Memories of West Blatch football team indeed, and thanks for saying I was one of our best players. It was Cornwall I went to after that and played for the county and was on Plymouth's books. So Mr Bishop at West Blatch put me on the way. Like you, I lost touch with all from those days and would be pleased to catch up.

By John Hewitt (12/01/2009)

I stumbled across this site today and have spent a merry evening reading all within.... most interesting. Thanks to all for their contributions. I lived at the top of Applesham Avenue from '66 to '80. Yes, the big building at 93 Applesham was a trampoline house. The owners (The Smith Family) were serious tramopline champions. All the lads around the top of Applesham used to go there to play around that time, all until one of us jumped through one of the glass windows (fortunately and miraculously he wasn't hurt.

One amazing thing that you might not know is that the then manager of Chelsea FC (Dave Sexton) lived at the bottom of Amberley Drive (two doors up from the junction with Sunninghill Avenue). Can you imagine the CURRENT manager of that team living there :-)

By Gareth Denyer (18/02/2009)

I went to school with Peter Smith from No 93 and Dave Sexton junior when his father was Chelsea manager although he awas still a Brighton fan then. I remember going to birthday parties in both houses

By Neil Underhill (26/02/2009)

I also recall that Dave Sexton lived at the bottom of Amberley Drive. Interestingly Charlie Bullen paid 10 bob a week for an evening paper round, but the shop on the Old Shoreham Road, opposite the garage paid a pound, double what Charlie paid. Around 1968 I changed from Charlie to the Old Shoreham Road shop. I then found myself delivering to Dave Sexton, who then lived in Bennett Drive, up near Shirley Drive, things were obviously looking up! It was just before this time, probably 1967, that Chelsea played Brighton in the FA Cup.

By Peter Groves (27/02/2009)

Peter, I believe I vaguely remember the Groves's family. Did you live right on the corner by the bus stop? I was in the same class as Richard Gumbrell. I lived at number 83, opposite Peter Pannett with my sister Elaine.

By Neil Gregory (02/03/2009)

Hi Neil, yes you are correct, a good memory, well done. You must have lived just below Glynis Huges and quite near Charlie Bullen's son Trevor?

By Peter Groves (08/03/2009)

Any former pupils of West Blatch Middle School who would remember me?

By Wayne Wareham (19/03/2009)

Just looking back over some of the earlier comments and on 28/7/08 Peter makes reference to the old Dyke Railway that in the course of its route cut through the centre of Hangleton before meandering across the Downs en route to Devil's Dyke.
I spent many a happy and grubby hour playing with my mates in the landfill site that existed alongside the track bed about 500 yards due north of where the Downsman pub now stands, Peter later recalls scaling the precipitous sides of the site; I was not that adventurous however, but I clearly remember ferreting through the mountain of refuse deposited there looking for hidden treasures, generally though, I returned home with nothing more than a very unpleasant aroma. I am currently involved with several work colleagues in retracing extinct railway lines within the local area, and last year we walked the length of the old Dyke Railway between Devil's Dyke and Aldrington Halt. Anybody interested in this kind of thing can visit our website at www.ghost-trains.com where a record of the Devil's Dyke trek is featured.

By Geoff Marshall (22/03/2009)

Does anyone remember the wool shop that sold everything even school uniforms? It was near to the light blue filling station - what was it called?

By Marilyn Jones (24/03/2009)

I really enjoyed reading these great stories of growing up in Hangleton. I can relate to so many of the activities. My family moved in to number 56 Clarke Avenue (later 76) in 1949. I will never forget the 'cement' smell of our very first house and how excited I was at getting my own bedroom. Our house was on the corner of Clarke Avenue and Amberly Drive. My first friend Dave Johson lived directly across from us at 24 Amberly Drive which incidentally was the first house to be built on the estate. They had a photo of the Mayor of Hove presenting them with the key. His Dad worked for Coe's in George Street and drove the fish and chip van, so I always got a free bag of chips. Just to elaborate on a few of the memories (as there are so many) I remember my paper round at Preslands and my chemist round at LLoyds Chemist (first one by the flats). I got fired for crashing my bike flying down Poplar Avenue and breaking all the bottles of medicine! The garage mentioned at the top of Nevill Avenue had a 1927 green Bentley on display. It always had the hood open to display the engine. Other Grenadier memories include the Fair that always took place on the ground behind the Grenadier Pub. I always came home with a goldfish for my Mother to take care of not to mention a dreadful plaster of Paris ornament with a ghastly paint job. I had many friends in Amberly Drive and Clarke Avenue. It was almost like Coronation Street with all the 'goings on'. It was quite a big event if someone got a TV as seeing that 'H' on a house was quite a big deal. I saw my first TV in my neighbour's house; it was the 1954 Cup Final and my cousin was playing for Preston against West Bromwich Albion. About 20 people or more were crammed into a small living room watching a 12 inch black and white set. Wonderful times and
memories. The Downsman Pub didn't exist back then so my parents would go to 'Bobby Farrell's' (Neville Pub) and I would stand outside with a bag of crisps and lemonade. My Dad was a lovely man and was always walking our white Bull Terrier around the estate. I was quite well known for other reasons i.e. "you are not allowed to play with that Peter Wilson".  In 1956 some of us locals started Sunday Football, Joe Wade 49 Amberly Drive and myself named the team 'Old Hangletonians' and to use the Evening Argus terminology we were the "Founding Fathers of Sunday fooball". We had our 50 year reunion in 2006 at the Red Lion Pub. Seven of the original team were there including Joe and myself,  Dave Lynn 35 Amberly Drive, and Brian Kirby from Clarke Avenue. It was great to see them all again, for me it was 40 years. If anyone wishes to contact me my e-mail is brightonsx@hotmail.com

By Peter C Wilson (25/03/2009)

I too grew up in Hardwick Road and Amberley Drive from 1970. I remember you from school Lorraine, was it you I went to evening classes with and we got thrown out for laughing and giggling so much? Still live round here and work at the old Do Boy.

By Ann Moore (01/04/2009)

Ann Moore, do you know me, Wayne Wareham?

By Wayne (16/04/2009)

My name's Andy Stone. I grew up in Beeding Avenue and Steyning Avenue since the 70's. I am a relation of the Dumbrells (Anna Dumbrell is my Mum- now Anna Stone). I remember Wayne Wareham if you are the Wayne that is about 8 foot tall. Hi Tracey Morgan. Maureen Dumbrell is now known as Maureen Holden and still lives locally in Hangleton. I now live by the windmill, so haven't moved far over the years.

By Andy Stone (20/04/2009)

Wayne, I do vaguely remember you from school, did you have a brother called Tim. I think he was in my year.

By Ann Moore (20/04/2009)

Well at least I now know who was responsible for ripping the newspapers pushed through the door of 31 Poynings Drive. We moved into a brand new house when I was 4. I remember getting off the bus in Burwash Road and walking down the muddy road and into a house with no furniture. We had tea using a tea chest as a table.
I went to West Blatch when it was newly built, Miss Wightman taught me to play the Recorder. The snow in 1957 was deeper than 1963, the tunnels we made in the snow in Downland Drive were immense and us in short trousers. My sister Susan was a contemporary of the aforementioned John Hyman, my mates were Colin Major - Downland drive, Dave Walls - Burwash, Roger Dovey - Beeding and loads more. Happy Days.

By Richard Hazelgrove (26/04/2009)

I'm loving all this! Well done Pete for starting this walk down memory lane! Hope to see you soon. To Marilyn Rendle - was your maiden name Philips? I think we were "best friends" for a while at Cottesmore! (School knew me as Teresa then.) You lent me your Judy comic in 1963! Regarding the old railway line, this used to go along the rear of the houses in Rowan Avenue (where I lived from 1983) but my neighbour, Mrs Boniface, used to tell me stories. When they built Knoll Park, she buried her old piano under what became the path. Her daughter was Mrs White who ran the Post Office for years. During the war she had chickens in the garden. When she bought the house, new, she was given a free crystal radio. All the Rowan Avenue and Elm Drive garden walls had railings but they were taken for the war effort. Could probably go on for hours!

By Renia Simmonds nee Lambor (02/05/2009)

Yes I was Marilyn Phillips and at Cottesmore. I can't remember lending you the Judy comic in 1963 though.

By Marilyn Rendle (07/06/2009)

What a great website, all the memories have come flooding back about Hangleton, sorry I don't remember you Wayne Wareham, but I do remember your Dad - big Bill. I lived in 38 Amberley Drive from 1956 to 1966, my Mum and Dad lived there until July 2008. The big hall at the back of our garden was in the garden of 93 Applesham Avenue, the guy who lived there was a professional trampolinist, and built one so he could practice. I remember my best friends were Wendy Ranger and Bernadette Douglas and also Peter Jones, does anybody remember them? I remember being sent round to "Stonies" as it was called, he was a nice old guy and I always remember he had a huge cherry tree growing in his garage driveway. My family were friends of the Pannetts that lived up the top of Amberley and my Auntie and Uncle and my cousins, the Bottings, lived in Hangleton Way. Hangleton, as far as I am aware, was built on an old Roman site, as my friend Bernadette Douglas's father had found lots of Roman coins whilst digging in his garden over the years. My sister Dianne married a boy who lived in Poynings Drive, his name is John Pollard, I expect some of you who have commented on this website may know him.

By Carole Greenfield (nee Freeman) (14/07/2009)
I remember the trampoline house very well. After I had finished my National Service as a Physical Training Instructor, I went over for a bounce on many occasions. If you lived at 38 Amberly Drive then you lived just up the road from us. Next door to you would have been Mike Williams. Across the street at 23 was the other Mike Willams (his cousin). The Douglas family you mention, I believe were at 31 Next door to my friend Kenny Cole. Did you know my sister Sylvia Wilson? I am in Thailand now.
By Peter C Wilson (26/07/2009)

Wow, what a wander down memory lane. I lived at the bottom of Poplar Avenue late 1950s through the 1970s. I remember as a toddler looking through the wire fence down at the chalk bank at the bottom of the garden where the railway used to run. I remember when the library and flats were built, and I remember how horrified my parents were. I used to watch the workmen doing a bit of work, and then spending much longer drinking cups of tea. I believe that the Queen came to open the Library in around 1962. We hung out of the bedroom window waving Union Jacks and I remember the crowds lining the road down West Way. I do remember the big black car coming down the road and my parent’s excitement.  I couldn’t figure out what all the fuss was about, but I think I was only about 4 or 5 at the time! Comments about books and roller skates made me laugh, I used to ride a book and roller skate combo down the pavement at Westway past the old clinic and dentist down to the bus stop at the bottom at the intersection of Dale View. I have many memories of going shopping in the local area. Does anyone remember when the number 5 or 5B bus ran along the road past Sally's stores and the Coop and Straffords the greengrocer and then turned right at the top of the little green to wait at the bus stop outside Llyods the chemist;there was a bus shelter there. The shops I remember on this stretch are Turners the hardware store, The Bon Bon run by the Hobdens, Sally's Stores, Straffords the green grocer, a little dairy shop on the corner that sold yogurt and milk items, then I believe there was a meat shop on the very end of that block that sold meat and sausages. I think there was sawdust on the floor. This was very late 50s very early 60s. Didn't that become a bread shop a little later on? When you crossed over the road, there was another green grocer, the Home and Colonial where I remember meat being sold behind a glass counter (I was a very young child and remember looking up at the sheves through a glass window where all the meat was displayed) I do remember people wearing white, and it did seem very ‘formal’. I also remember sawdust on the floor there too. I think it was taken over by someone else and still sold meat for a while, then later in the 1970s became a car parts store. I think that Turners the ironmongers was next to that, then Llyods the chemist, then the toy shop, then Lorraines the hairdresser, then Ladybird the 'knitting shop' as we used to call it (it had yellow plastic in the windows to stop the patterns and wool fading) , then possibly the Light Blue filling station, then the alley way, then the sweet shop that also sold greetings cards and stationery and had a wonderful PK chewing gum machine on the wall in the doorway, and another vending machine that I can’t remember. Next I remember a fish shop with high counters and tiles, and the betting shop at the end. If you walked through the parking lot of the Grenadier and turned right you would walk past a long wooden fence on your right with a brick wall (if you looked through the knot holes in the fence you could see the pub garden in the back) and then you would come out at the other little shopping area. There was Pecks the Chemist, another greengrocer, the Post office with a counter at the back of the store with a person who would sit on a tall stool and sell stamps etc through a little window, I remember thinking it was like a prison in there when I was a kid. There was a sweet counter at the front of the store. And next to that there was the VG store. Does anyone remember the "Milk machine" that appeared on the pavement in front of the post office in the 70s. You'd feed it coins and it would dispense milk in cardboard cartons, I think it sold orange juice too. It was fun to get milk from it and it made a really distinctive 'clunk' as the milk carton landed in the pull out tray. There was a telephone box there, and also one in front of the Bon Bon. I remember the “lavender lady” who sold knitted squares stuffed with rags and backed with scrap fabric for polishing shoes, scrap fabric bags of lavendar. I remember the rag and bone man who would walk up Poplar Avenue with a cart shouting what sounded like, “mingamug” but was really ‘rag and bones” and I remember the chimney sweep who had the little van with all the sooty brushes in the bag. I think my brother and I found the old van up on the downs (in the dump down from the old railway line) when we were up there in the late 70s. I too remember the snow storm of the early 60s….my dad walked back from Brighton and had icicles in his eyebrows and nose. As kids we thought it was wonderful. And class 7 built an igloo that year at Hangleton Junior School. Well, I think that exhausts some of my memories of the area, and I may have got some details wrong, but I hope this jogs some memories. Thanks for all the posts.

By Gillian Martlew (02/08/2009)

Does anybody remember Virginia (Blondie) from Martin Road around 1960?

By Ray (17/08/2009)

Yes I do Ray, I think she lived in a house next to the alley to the 5th Hove Scout Hut. I married her friend Wendy Lambert who I think lived at No.9, Martin Rd

By Keith Tipler (26/08/2009)

Thanks for replying Keith. I used to work for Corona soft drinks and took a 'shine' to Virginia, I was only 16-17 at the time, and took her to the Odeon cinema and other places. Virginia had blonde hair but unfortunately not more info. Would be indebted to anyone who can give me any more information about this little angel!

By Ray (28/08/2009)

Great to read all of this banter still going on. Although still nobody remembers George Whittington or the Hales family. Would love some feedback on this.

By Eddie (20/09/2009)

Sharon Maxwell, oh! my God, you had the most wonderful hair - well compared to mine. Do you remember Melanie Smith and Gillian Carpenter? Its me Lorraine, I used to hang around now and again with you all. Melanie used to get me to nick sweets from Bon-bons and Gillian introduced me to smoking. My brother Nigel threatened to tell my mum, so thank goodness that was my last fag (5 Park Drive cigarettes). I was Lorraine Chambers, but I changed my Christian name to Cazzy.

By Cazzy Kelly (21/10/2009)

Hi Neil Underhill, Baz lives in Seaford, he's married with four grown-up sons. Hi Bob Marshall, thank you for remembering my family. The other sister you were thinking of was Alison, I also had an older sister, the eldest of our family, Christine. Hi Andy Stone, I remember your family; if I'm right you have a younger sister Debbie and a middle brother who's name escapes me. You all had such wonderful blonde hair - am I right? Hi Ann Moore, yes it was I. I haven't changed, I still get the giggles at the slightest thing, my sense of humour never grows old. My son always says,"oh! she's off again, got the giggles mum". Hi Sara Robinson, Mr Rawson... I remember him to have a shiny head. Thank you so much for remembering all the things at school that I did. Did you stay for the dreaded school dinners? I think the water jugs got more mashed potatoes in them than any of us kids - and prunes and custard, uck!! Still we could play tinker, taylor, soldier, sailor with the stones.That awful smell as you entered the hall for lunch - it just lingered all day long. Did you have the treat of watching telly in the hall? The programme was called Watch and it was a sing-a-long. Also Peter and the Wolf. Hi Bob Marshall again, SORRY!! ABOUT THE SWEETS. I think Colin had a friend called Chris, maybe he was the culprit - times were hard, we'd never seen a tin of Quality Street before. Anyone remember the Kimber's who lived in Clarke Avenue? The Burtonshaw's moved in next door to us, two large families next to each other. We used to have food fights over the garden fence. We were probably the families from hell, but it was fun. Does anyone remember when the council used to come round and paint your front door - ours was blue. Cazzy Kelly (Lorraine Chambers)

By Cazzy Kelly (21/10/2009)

Hi Pat Bates, epic memory of sticking a lolly stick into the hot tar at the roadside, I was doing that in the 60s and 70s. Did anyone play the game "dare" around the flats, or they might of been masonettes - they were just off of the Hangleton Road past the shops and garage. My friend and I would run (with our hearts beating very fast) up the alleyway to a whole new land, it was like a labyrinth. We would have to get past the flats to the next alleyway without getting caught,you'd think you'd just made it and you would hear a voice shout, "what do you think you're doing here, clear off!". We never looked back, but scarpered as fast as we could, laughing and not knowing where we'd come out at. It always seemed another world, I think it was a sort of Mews. It made having to go to the greengrocers to lug all those potatoes back up the hill to Henfield Way a lot lighter.

By Cazzy Kelly (21/10/2009)

Hi Eddie, there was a Dick Whittington in my infant class back in 1968, he had learning difficulties. I don't know if he's part of the family you are thinking of. Also there was a Stephen Hale in my class, he was amazing at drawing. He sat on a table with Alan Halley, Jimmy Balland and Darrell Taylor. I think they all lived up by Chichester Close. We went to West Blatch infant and juniors. Did anyone have the misfortune of sitting in the prime position on the assembly hall floor in full view of the headmistress Miss Philip's bloomers. Oh! I must stop, this is so addictive, but great joy. Cazzy.

By Cazzy Kelly (21/10/2009)

Hi Cazzy, no I'm afraid I think not, he would be 62ish now, and he was George for sure. And the Hales boy would be over 65 by now. Thanks anyway.

By Eddie Mccabe (25/10/2009)

I remember so many of the names on this site. Neil Thacker we used to play football in Hangleton Park with all the kids and their fathers; the Claytons, the Foxes, and the Stanmers etc. I used to live at No 65 Harmsworth then moved to Poynings Drive (63) which was 4 doors up from the Twizletons. My wife Josephine (Jo) used to live at number 42 opposite the Clarkes/Pettets, Pettets/Clarks, four different houses(Crazy). We both went to the Hangleton Youth Club although at slightly differing times. I worked for Carders after school. Clifford Evans Ii believe died after falling into drink etc. Other names I recall are the Langchilds, Pickards, Knights & Nicky Weeks. My wifes sister still lives at Clarke Avenue. I lived in Harmsworth Crescent from 1967-1974. We both attended the Knoll Schools during the early seventies and are now 49 and 51 respectively. Great site -so many memories. Jo said Hello to Neil Underhill, your mum was a darling.

By Paul & Josephine Mead (nee Stevens) (26/10/2009)

Hello All, This has to be the best website in the world. I stumbled upon it yesterday and reading these memories is so sentimental. That very harsh winter of 1962/63 when it started to snow on Boxing Day and stopped in March 1963, the dump on the Devils Dyke railway site, Queens Parade, the flats, the trampoline shed in Northease Drive. I can remember the Marshall family vividly and hello Bob, Geoff and Stella. I used to live next door to them when I was in 48 Amberley Drive and they moved from 52 to 46. I am sorry I cannot remember the other names mentioned on here other than the Groves. The Groves family I knew had the eldest John, Paul and Kevin. Long summer evenings spent playing in the street with the Marshalls, the Kempshalls, The Digweeds, David Hood and anybody else who cared to join in. The roller skating on books. Geoff I think it was Desmond Goble who had the German skates with the metal wheels. We had Jackos and another make. My mum lived there for over 40 years in that cold house. I left in 1973 and used to go back to visit her regularly and how it has changed. I think we believed it was the best council estate and it probably was. Great rivalry around the streets but weren’t the people great.

By Alan Digweed (01/11/2009)

Bonfire Night memories. Amberley Drive on Bonfire Night about 40 years ago. We 'launched' rockets up the road between rows of cars. They shot straight up Amberley and across Burwash Road at ground level. 'Progressed' a few years later to launching them from the upturned exhausts on my Norton. Silly times but fun. - Took ages to get the scorch marks off the chrome.

By Pat Bates (07/11/2009)

I can't believe this website, so many memories are coming back. Have been reading all the blogs for the pass year really not knowing what to say. Didn't know much about the history of the area but it has really got me in. I use to live at 38 Amberley Drive from 1956-71. Going back to Alan Digweed's message I remember all those names and of course I remember your family. I am still in contact with Linda Kempshell. She married Bob Bridgeman. I also remember the Gobles, sadly Desmond passed away a few years ago but I have been in contact with his wife Hazel. I married John Pollard who lived in Poynings Drive (51). Our house is rented now and owned by my brother Martin and of course my mum. The big building at the back of 36 was used for a trampolining. I was back there with my sister Carole last year sorting out my dad's house (he passed away a year ago, what a job that was. With everybody writing what they remember its been terrific reading and I don't know about anybody else but I have actually learnt things about the area I lived in. I've lived in Australia37 years now but it always great to hear what's happening in the Hove area.

By Dianna Pollard (23/11/2009)

To Lorraine Chambers, yes I do remember you but cannot believe you liked my hair!! I met up with Gill Carpenter about ten years ago as she had moved back to her mum's for a short while. Funnily enough I was chatting to my son the other day about stealing from shops (he's 10) and I told him about how Melanie Smith used to steel from the sweet shop so I would never go in with her I was far to scared to do anything like that. Do you remember the Reffolds of Bramber Avenue, I went to see Karren today, she is a very good and successful artist and living in Patcham. To Paul Mead, Hi, can you let your mum know I have lost her new address which is why she hasn't had any cards from me for ages, send her my love and my apologies.

By Sharon Papworth (Maxwell) (29/11/2009)

A message to Diane Pollard. Hi Diane – were you Diane Freeman I wonder? The second love of my life after Gloria Whittaker lost interest. I think I was about 6 years old and already dumped!!! Yes, Desmond suffered a heart attack at a very young age – I think about 40 years old. Give my regards to Hazel and Linda the next time you contact them. I was very friendly with David Kempshall and as far as I recall he suffered from MS so I just wonder how he is. I thought it was so tragic anyway, but he and Larry were very sporty and usually starred in any football game going on in the street. If you are the Diane I think you are, your Dad had a Ford Popular in black or it could have been fawn and parked it in Northease Drive opposite the Dawes who lived at Number 40.

By Alan Digweed (21/12/2009)

A message to Alan Digweed - yes that's me. We had good times in Amberley Drive, left when I was 21. So many memories since I have been reading the blogs on this website. Yes, David has MS. John Pollard, Poynings Drive, caught up with Larry last year with a whole lot of others including Ossie. You are right about the car too. Please, if want to chat more, my email is dippy6@hotmail.com

By Dianna Pollard (25/01/2010)

My alziemers has gone after reading all of those lovely memories. I feel young again. What a great site. I'm 72 now but spent my youth at 26 Amberley Drive, next door to the Johnsons. Still in contact with them and the Rangers from opposite us. Mick Gore from Clarke Ave was best man at my wedding in 1959 and I had the honour of being best man at his wedding in Canada last year followig the death of his wife. Only time now to introduce myself, but will answer anybody who contacts me. Regards to all, Pete Fullick.

By Peter Fullick (05/03/2010)

Just found this site. I used to live at 239 Hangleton Way between 1956-1979. Great memories of those times. Neil(little Neil) and Mark Thacker, Neil & Pete Lewis(my best man) Anybody remember Graham Nawson, John Steer, Andy Johnson/Davison, Chris Porter. I spent all summer on West Blatch school field playing football/cricket and british bulldog, Pooky chasing us off on the moped and us running for the fences. I also remember the big sunday games with parents at the park. Remember the Corona van. Sure it ruined my teeth drinking from the bottle. Loved the Rotary club van that came round at Christmas playing carols. West Blatc schools and the Christmas parties where you supplied the food. We planted the trees now in front of the junior school I think in 1966. Other school names Lesley Ford, Christine Clark (she lived next door), Chris Edmonds, Derek Griffiths, Michael Leppard, Jeremy Howard, Heather Richardson, Janet Ford. We won the Stearman football cup final in 67 against Hangleton. Still have the medal. I think it was 1st sporting trophy the school won. Mrs Philips was head and Mr Rawlston our teacher. I remember the chip van with really greasy and loads of chips. Also the Downsman pub had an off licence run by a large bald Scot who wore a kilt. As Neil Thacker said the walks to Foxes Wood and running down the hill jumping across two bunkers and hiding golf balls. Winter of 63 we made a tunnel across three gardens with the snow piled up against the chicken wire fence. Setting off a jumping cracker on bonfire night which chased my older sister, Maggie around the shed. I'm still in the area in Newhaven and now 53.

By John Webster (09/03/2010)

Hi John Webster, I certainly remember you and have often wondered what became of you and so many others. I'm Little Neil because Neil Lewis was Big Neil. I remember our mini olympics over the school field with a warm heart. Chris Porter, I believe, joined the navy and moved abroad (far east I think). His dad Ernie is still kicking around, or so he was not so long ago. I live in Plymouth but my folks still live in Hangleton Way. Graham Nawson I recall well, as I do John Steer and the Thicks (Roger and Graham). Our team of '71 also won the Stearman Cup by beating Benfield 1-0 at Wish Park. Happy Days.

By Neil Thacker (10/03/2010)

Hi Neil, just found your reply cos I forgot where I posted it originally. Old age. Thanks for posting. Good days indeed. Other memories are: going down St Helens church one summer and seeing the development starting of Hangleton Valley. Suddenly bulldozers and site being cleared. Felt strange at time. Going into a derelict Hangleton Manor I seem to remember through a hole in the flint wall by the road. Having fights with the corn stubble after harvesting and going home with little pieces of mud in my hair where we had been hit.How is Mark? Didn't he join navy? Used to bump into him sometimes down Sherrys. 1st pint in the Stadium on Old Shoreham Road. After leaving Knoll, a dozen or so of us met up for a few years starting here before venturing into the big city of Brighton. Happy to serve us under age. I believe I would now be classed as a binge drinker but it was just being a teenager.

By John Webster (13/03/2010)

Hi John, I remember the valley being built as well, and playing on the scaffolds etc. You reminded me of the cut corn and the suffering the left over stubs used to inflict on legs. I remember the Haffendens. One long, hot day we all rode on the farmer's hay bailing machine- all the way up to the Dyke. I think that was the happiest day of my childhood. Mark left the merchant navy a long time ago and has been working for British Airways at Gatwick for about 26 years now. He lives in Locks Hill and has been married for about as long. You can email me at neilthacker@blueyonder.co.uk if it's easier. Chat again soon.

By Neil Thacker (14/03/2010)

Re: Eddie 20/09/09. I'm Stan Brand and I lived at 67 Clarke Ave 55/61. Would the George Whittington you mentioned be the guy who lived at 39 Beeding Ave went to West blatchington, The Knoll and The Neville back then? If it is then here goes, I lost touch with George when I joined The Royal Marines in 61 then found him in 67. I was then posted to Singapore in 68 before I could get an address and because I came to Australia from Singapore it prolonged the time span. I went back to the UK in 96 and tried to track him down and the last anyone had seen of George was that he was living in the flats at the bottom of Amberley Drive but the trail went cold. My e-mail is: stanmill@bigpong.net.au if you ever get any news about George or you want to chat.

By Stan Brand (30/04/2010)

Richard Hazelgrove, that name rings a bell. Did you go to The Knoll (first year seniors) in 1957? I was in class 1T1. Some of us were sent to The Nevill when it opened in 58 so we lost track with the guys who stayed behind at The Knoll. Were you the guy who had to get into the boxing ring and try to fight a guy called Ronnie Davies? Many of the onlookers laughed when he chased you around the ring but I thought you showed guts to get in with the guy. Ronnie's dad was a champion boxer so Ronnie knew how to box and I felt so sorry for you. You must have gone to West Blatchington so you would remember guys like George Whittington, Bob Pomfrey, John Clarke, Terry Kirby, Steve Santer to name a few?
Cazzy Kelly. If you lived at 3 Henfield Way you must have known John Clarke who lived at No 1? What about the Bishops? Think they were at No 8. How about Brenda Lewis opposite you in Clarke Avenue and maybe my sister June Brand at 67 Clarke? We didn't have plenty of money back in those days but we sure knew how to enjoy ourselves eh?

By Stan Brand (04/05/2010)

A brilliant and great idea; it gave a me a smile on this fine Sunday afternoon and I'm going to do the same on my life/friends in southampton in the 50s/60s. Do you think that all you people would support a PlasticBagFree Brighton? You know it makes sense.

By Tony Langham (23/05/2010)

This site brought back many memories. I lived on the corner of Downland Drive with Clarke Avenue from 1950 to 1967. Going first to Hangleton Infants school then to West Blatchington Juniors when it opened. There was Miss Page who we thought was very glamorous and always seemed to be arranging plays - I remember The Pied Piper and Dick Whittington. There were also nature walks on the Downs in the summer and large treacherous ice slides on the pavements in the winters. Boys played marbles in the gutters in the summer and go-karts. Girls tied skipping ropes to the lamp posts. We all had a freedom that children today would envy, as long as we didn't talk to strangers and came back home before tea-time or before dark. As far as I know nothing bad ever happened to anyone. Apart from the names already mentioned I remember Simon Elias, Michael Plumb, Tony Curran, Ann and Linda Cosstick and Trevor Evans who I think all lived in Amberley Drive. I think there were 13 Dumbrell children who lived in Steyning Avenue - their Dad was a dustman? I know one of their grandchildren. Also Barry Hands & Brenda Denney, Naomi Ross, Eleanor and Leslie Kite. In Findon Close there was Linda Rice, Alan Gardner and Barbara Samuels. In Clayton Way there was Sandra Brewster, Susan Hendry and Kenny Hunt. In or near Burwash Way there was Brenda Tarrant, Jacqueline Anderson and David Waldron? Before Dr Yauner there was a Dr Warlow. She was lovely and always visited and had a room as a surgery in the flat next door to us. In Poynings Drive there was Jean Pettitt, Maureen Whittington, Maureen Sumners, Anne Moore ( who sadly I was told died about 15 years ago) Anne Sears, David Hills. In Downland Drive there was Michael Cherry, Gail Campbell, Rodney Sloper? and Eileen Piper whom I'm still friends with. Richard Hazelgrove - you probably came to my birthday parties as I remember your name. There was also Roger Dovey, Peter & Barry Edmonds, Colin Major. Marion Bunker & Gloria Hill who lived in Beeding Ave. Pauline Lucas and Margaret Robertson lived I think in Clarke Ave. It's strange how we can remember the names of our schoolfriends from Junior school but not later ones so easily. I'd love to hear some more memories of the above and see any old photos of West Blatchington Juniors.

By Patricia Haddon Formerly Land (17/06/2010)

Hi Stan, yes that was me. Wasn't boxing compulsory? Anyway I wasn't running away - I was trying to tire him out. Remember most of the names you mentioned but Ronnie is the only one I've spoken to since leaving the Knoll. I left in '62 and went to work at Walter Gillett's the Stationers in Brighton. Patricia Hadden - you have a very good memory, most of those names bring back lots of happy memories of growing up in West Blatchington. I think we were very lucky to be living on the estate at that time, most people seem to have only good memories. Everything was basic and no family had a lot of money, but there weren't the problems that seem to exist for young people and estates today. Or is it time that tints my specs? The depth of snow at the top of Downland Drive has been mentioned a few times, snow caves were also dug out in 1957. I had short trousers and can remember begging my mum for a pair of long trousers, as it was a bit parky playing out in all that snow in short ones. We were certainly a lot harder then and so were the winters. I have shown my 13 year old son the top of Downland Drive and described the height of snow as over the top of his head, which he finds hard to believe, as he has not seen more than an inch of snow in this country in his lifetime.

By Richard Hazelgrove (06/07/2010)

Patricia Haddon: I'm Stan Brand and I lived at 67 Clarke Ave in the late 50's and went to West Blatchington Juniors. I found an old photo of the first football team the school had and some of the guys you mentioned are in that photo. I hope you can find it easier than I did. It's under the school name on the My Brighton and Hove web. [Editor: click here for this photo!]  Barbara Samuels was a girl I had the hots for. I remember holding her hand during an outing the school had to a 'Cinderella' pantomine once. Brenda Denney was another girl I recall, do you remember a Pat Smith? She was one of Brenda's best mates. My sister June went out with Naomi Ross' brother Alex. Brian Bodfish lived next to the Ross Family at the bottom of Bramber Ave. Do you see many of these people or were you only recalling them from the good old days? I live in Australia and because of this web site I've been able to find a friend who lived 2 houses down from me and came to Australia in 1957 so I can't praise these wonderful people enough for this web.

By Stan Brand (28/07/2010)

Stan: Yes it was marvellous to see your photo of the football team and as you said I remember most of the boys, including yourself. At the time I remember being keen on Alan Gardiner and Trevor Evans. I found out recently that in the sixties, Barbara Samuels married Derek Fenn (who is a half-cousin of mine and lives in Swindon), but I'm not sure if they are still married. I used to go ice-skating with Brenda Denney at the stadium that used to be in West Street and yes I do remember Pat Smith. The only person I'm still in touch with is Eileen ( Piper) who used to live near me in Downland Drive. It was great to hear your memories and Richard Hazelgrove's, of all our old classmates. I've got 2 photos of a play at West Blatchington which I hope to put on this website. I hope Oz has worked out well for you, a lot of people seem to have ended up there.

By Patricia Haddon formerly Land (08/08/2010)

Patricia: Thanks for your reply. I recall Eileen Piper, Sandra Brewster,Brenda Tarrant and David Hills. He was Head Boy at the Nevill ( A Grade Student ) He was also the Police Sgt when we did the Pirates of Penzanze at the Nevill (School open night or something). Dr Warlow was nice until the time she sent me to Brighton General for 5 days with rumbling appendix, I missed Bonfire night. They call it "Cracker Night" out here and it's for the Queen's Birthday weekend. Wow! Mr Hawksworth was my form teacher at West Blatch. He smoked a pipe and often sent me down to Bullen's to get his tobacco. I've got a Panaramic photo of The Nevill so I'll try to get that put on the web like the soccer, sorry football photo. I've been in Australia too long. Thanks for your wishes about Oz. It really is a great country to live in. The weather is great and the way of life here is great. Very laid back. I'm here because I married an Oz. Met her when I served on HMS Ark Royal and she followed me to England. I Left the Royal Marines at 25 and we came home in 1970. Coming up for 40 years so it speaks for itself I guess. God Bless and Take Care.

By Stan Brand (09/08/2010)

Hi there from 'Down Under'. There seems to be a sad lackage of blogs since August. Are you all updating your computers? I'm in Australia cos I'm married to a skippy so any news from England is 'Great' news. What about the cricket? It's good to see our boys giving it to the Aussies for a change. It's a shame England didn't get the World Cup for 2018. Guess FIFA don't want us in there. Before I go I'd like to wish everyone a Happy Christmas and a Great time ahead in the New Year.

By Stan Brand (09/12/2010)

Hi Stan, what about the cricket, it's not in the bag yet, far from it looking at the overnight report! By-the-way, why do they call us the pomm's? I hear it relates to POHM's, "prisoners of his majesty" but they were the prisoners not us?

By Peter Groves (18/12/2010)

Does anyone from the Hangleton area know whatever happened to a Bobby Cannell who I think lived near the bottom end of Poynings Avenue?

By Nick Pattenden (19/12/2010)

I have just found this site and I remember all the names from Poynings Drive, as my brother David and lived there (22), next door to Micheal Smithson. We both went to West Blatchington Infants and Neville School. I would like to hear from any one that remembers me or my brother. This has brought back so many memories that I thought were buried for ever. I live in NZ and have been here for 40 odd years, and love it. Thank you all for the memories. Superb.

By Jennifer (stevens) Rogers (08/01/2011)

Hi all, what a wonderful site - I found it by mistake. I was Jennifer stevens, and my brother David also went to the Neville in the 60s. I remember so many of the names mentioned here. If anyone remembers us we would love some contact. I am already in touch with Jackie Ward, Gloria Hughes, Graham Pither and Bernadett Douglas. I also have had contact with Jennifer Dexter who is in Oz. I am in NZ and came here in 1967 with my family and siblings. Bobby Cannell lived next door to Sandra Brewster in Clayton Way, and Micheal Smithson lived on the other side so will ask him if he knows anything, as I have recently had contact with him. The memories are wonderful, so thanks to all who have contributed. Shall check on here to see who else writes in.

By Jennifer Rogers (08/01/2011)

Hi Peter Groves, I guess you are happy now the Ashes tests are finished? It's about time we beat these Aussies on their own turf eh? The reason these Aussies call us Poms is because P.O.M.E means "Prisoners of Mother England" and because we come from England they call us "Pommies". They seem to have a nickname for every country in the world. I left the Neville School Dec 1960 and joined the Marines on 1st May 61 so that was my last contact with Hangleton. I had a mate Bob Pomfrey he lived at 72a Poynings Drive across the road from Bullens. Does anyone remember him? He looked a lot like Adam Faith (rock star in the late 50's). Does anyone recall the Elliotts - they live in the close in the middle of Burwash Road?

By Stan Brand (10/01/2011)

Hi Stan, Yes - nice to win at last, we have been thrashed so many times by them, so I enjoyed the "unique" event! Didn't play much cricket in Hangleton in the 60's, there was nowhere flat enough, so it was mainly football, football and more football. I do recall games of Tip and Run on the green at the top end of Amberley Drive, they had the same greens down Poynings as well. Big crowds of kids on warm summer evenings, no cars about, 1 doing the batting and probably 20 fielding, everyone got a go! Best regards.

By Peter Groves (11/01/2011)

Hi Stan. Yes, I remember the name Bob Pomfrey, he must have been in our year group. He is contactable throught the web-site Friends United (Nevill School). He married Vicky Say who lived in Hangleton Road in the early sixties. He still lives locally. Regards Pat.

By Patricia Haddon (formerly Land) (02/02/2011)

Have just spent an hour going through this web page, what wonderful memories. Does anyone recall Margaret and Mick Sadlier from Hangleton, both very good looking with dark hair? Probably born in the late 40s. I stayed for a month in Amberley Drive, during the 50s when mum was working at the Ideal Home Exhibition for Greens of Hove. Cannot recall names of my hosts but opposite Alan Johnson's home. I also recall Hangleton residents Sgt. Northeast with son Bob and daughter ?? cousins of Roderick McKenzie (Mac) of Old Shoreham Road, opposite Knoll school. My earliest memories of Hanglton was when aged four, my grandparents lived in Hangleton Way? I think, and visiting them. I would play in the enchanted garden my grandfather had created. My cousin's 9th birthday on November 5th, with fireworks and bonfire outside the back garden on vacant land, sitting on the window sill in the front room of the empty house when grandma and grandad were moving to Sylvan Hall Brighton, mum was helping clean house, the window sill being the safest place to sit me out of their way, plus I could not get down and in trouble. Hangleton friends might want to consider a reunion such as I helped organize for my beloved Mile Oak. So far we have held two very popular reunions, with the help of this web page contacting the "kids" from the thirties, fourties and just nineteen fifty. To focus on the age group I recall. We have also published a book, Mile Oak Birth of a Community and addendum. Way to go, bring on the memories, thank you MB&H web page.

By Bonny Cother (06/02/2011)

Hi Patricia. Thanks for the info on Bob Pomfrey. A woman in New Zealand read my blog about the panoramic photo of Neville school 58/59 and asked if I could send her a copy, so I did. She told me to try Friends United and I have been able to get in contact with Bob Pomfrey. Bob, Vikki, myself and George Whittington all used to hang out so you can imagine my surprise when I found out Bob and Vikki have been together since our school days. The woman from NZ is Jenny Stevens, now Rogers. She said she lived in Poynings Drive. I have sent the photo (in 4 parts) to this web site and am waiting to see how they present it. If you didn't have one of these photos then you will enjoy recalling the faces and the names that go with them. My email address is: stanmill@bigpond.net.au so if you want Jenny's I can pass it on, just send me a mail. Its really turning out to be a Happy New Year. Take care.

By Stan Brand (08/02/2011)

This is for Wayne Wareham. Please read the Whitehawk football page where I left a message about Dennis Shipley. Thank you.

By Jennifer Stevens (Rogers) (01/03/2011)

Hello Bonny, where could I purchase your Mile Oak book from?

By Den King (01/03/2011)

Hi Den, email info@mileoakrevisited.co.uk for information re the book, with an addendum now produced, email address kestrel.design@lineone.net or web page http://www.mileoakrevisited.co.uk/. Sorry I am a little late responding to your query. I believe Mary Smith/Elliott may have copies of the adendum. Mary Smith, let me know if you have trouble getting hold of a copy, bonnycother@yahoo.com. The reunions we held were very successful and only with the help of this web page, could we get such a wonderful response.

By Bonny Cother (31/03/2011)

I have just found this site. I lived at 90 Amberley Drive. Next door to me was Barbara Knightsbridge and family. I courted Diane Hales for over two years then. Do you remember the farm in Hangelton I think is now Hangelton Way. It was a chalk track with cow sheds on the right and the farm house on the right going down. We used to have a local fair on the green opposite the church and at the top of the green was a dew pond. I remember some names such as Pat Smyth, Nik Hughes, Shelia Green, Ken Cole, David Lynn, Rosmary Ward, Michael Wade- just a few from the past. I can remember the Downsman being built. iIent to Hangelton Infants and Juniors then on to the Knoll school. I left the Knoll School about one year after Mr Dellar became headmaster.

By Michael Haiselden (25/05/2011)

I lived at 57 Amberley Drive from 1965 till I left to get married in 1970 but it stayed the family home until Mum died in 1996. Mum had remarried so one or two of you may remember the Mabbotts. Edna and Den, Andy, Phil, Chris and Judy. Good family friends were the Frosts at 65 and my Uncle Bill and Auntie Doris still live opposite at 80. Memories include the Burwash Road shops, Dr Yauner and his cigar, cycling over the countryside, the number 19 bus that left from the top of Poynings Drive, the Rolls Royce that used to be parked just below the little green and the park at the bottom of West Way. Oh dear! I seem to have come over all nostalgic. Nurse!

By Tony Carr (29/05/2011)

What an exciting site to find! I lived opposite Neil Gregory with my parents, Harry and Joyce, my brother Paul and sister Sheila Hammond. My cousins Pam and Linda Hammond lived next door to Neil and Elaine. We emigrated to Australia in October, 1967 where we still live. Unfortunately my Father Harry passed away in 2009, and my brother Paul in 2008, he was only 57 years old. I would dearly love to contact anyone from the days spent in Amberley Drive, we lived at 102 from 1954 until 1967.

By Stephanie East (nee Hammond) (01/08/2011)

This site brings back a lot of good memories. I lived at 102 Amberley Drive with my mum and dad (Joyce and Harry) my brother Paul and sister Stephanie. We emigrated to Australia in Oct 1967 and live in Melbourne. I used to play with your sister Neil, Elaine and Susan Gibson. Mum has an old photo of Elaine, Susan and my sister Steph with our dog in a dolls pram outside our house. Andy Stone, I knew your mum Anna, we used to go to school together at the Neville. How is she? I know alot of the names that are mentioned in this site. I also used to go to the Hangleton Youth Club. As Steph has told you we have lost Dad and Paul. Paul married and had twin girls and 5 grandchildren, Steph married and had 1 boy and 3 girls and has got 2 grandchildren and I'm married have got 2 boys and 1 girl and 7 grandchildren. It would be great to here from anyone and keep writing everyone as it is great to be reminded of the good times and it brings back memories you thought you had forgotten.

By Sheila Ablett Nee Hammond (04/08/2011)

Oh wow, memories! I lived in Harmsworth Crescent, no 73 with along with the Stammers, Foxes, Claytons. Then we moved to 98 Amberley Drive in about 1974. Pat Bates fancy seeing you on here! You probably don't remember me? I went out with Malcolm Pettett from Poynings Drive; I was also friends with your sister Carmel. Such amazing times in Hangleton. Who remembers the Amberley Drive street party for the Queen's Silver Jubilee, I was only about 13 but looked older and got drunk on homemade wine! Need to go now but will def be back to read more closely. Jaki Shaw as was

By Jaki Morris was Shaw (10/09/2011)

Hi Jaki, I was mates with Garry Fox who lived at 72 Harmsworth Crescent and visited him often between 1975 and 1979 but, unfortunately, I don't remember you. Garry and I spent the Queen's silver jubilee day down at the Adur pub by Hove Lagoon (don't know if it's still called the Adur now?). It was a lovely sunny day, if my memory serves me rightly? We were both 16; with all the hopes, fears, expectations and all the rest that goes with being that age. I remember it as though it were yesterday: we didn't know it then but they certainly were the best days of our lives. Oh my, I'm getting morbidly nostalgic. Having said that, I honestly believe that we were young at the best time to be young; jobs were plentiful and there were far fewer regulations. Of course, communications weren't as good but we got by.

By Neil Thacker (15/09/2011)

I've been reading all you recollections of your schooldays and am quite envious. I didn't live in that area and have tried to find schoolfriends who went to school with me but I can only assume that either they don't use computers or they have all passed on . I went to Varndean Grammar School in 1941 I lived in Hollingbury Road Brighton near the dust destructor with the biggest chimney in Brighton.

By Mrs Stevie Hobbs (16/09/2011)

Hi Neil, we lived next door to the Foxes and my sister went out with Gary's brother. I remember The Adur, it's not called that now! I don't know if you are aware but sadly Gary died a couple of years ago. Sorry to break the news if you weren't aware. Where did you live?

By Jaki Morris (Shaw) (29/09/2011)

Hi Jaki, Garry's been gone since September 2007, hardly seems possible: John is his brother. Tragically, Garry's mum Jackie died very shorly before Garry did; so I lost two dear friends in a month. I lived in Hangleton Way, up the top of the hill next to Stonecroft Close; easy to get to the Downsman Pub but more difficult to stagger home up the hill. I remember that, as a kid, I used to be able to cycle all the way up from Town's Corner without standing up on the bike pedals! Don't think I could do that now! I re-read your text and I see that you moved from 73 Harmsworth in 1974, which means that I wouldn't have seen you there because I started to visit Garry at 72 Harmsworth in 1975. I would lay money on being able to recognise you though. Chat again soon. Bye for now!

By Neil Thacker (02/10/2011)

Just found this site, fantastic. I lived at no 40 Amberley Drive from 1948-1969 when I got married. Now live in Ashtead, Surrey. Have very fond memories of Hangleton.

By Tim Dawes (02/01/2012)

Just given a lead on to this site by my brother (Tim). In answer to an earlier comment about the hall at back of no. 38 Amberley Drive it was a bomb shelter I remember going in there when I was a kid. Very Spooky! When I think back everyone in Amberley Drive knew each other I can still remember most of their names. How different today; I only know a few of my direct neighbours. Quite sad really. I now live in Croydon. Anyway a great site to visit.

By Mick Dawes (03/01/2012)

Just got back to this fantastic webpage and read about the bomb shelter that Mick Dawes was talking about. I lived at 38 Amberley Drive. Hi Mick and Tim, Dianna (Di) here. I have learnt something new. Amberley was a great street when growing up but with the times now nobody would let their kids outside playing like we used to. Live in Aussie now since 1972 with John (Pollard), 3 kids and 6 grandkids. Mum died in 2010 and Dad in 2008. The house is still in the Freeman family. Please contact me on dippy6@hotmail.com if you want to know more.

By Dianna Pollard (nee Freeman) (12/01/2012)

Back on 14/7/2009 Carol Greenfield (nee Freeman) wrote about a large building behind her home at 38 Amberley Drive. The building was in the back garden of 93, Applesham Ave. The owners built it to house their trampoline as they performed professionally. I went there several times to practice with them!

By Pete Wilson (25/01/2012)

Hi all, great stories going on here. Does anybody know of a family called LUMMUS, they lived at 17 Northease Drive, I know they lived there from 1950/76. I have just purchased a BSA motorcycle, that a Mr Herbert Lummus used, he sold it in 1976 to a chap not far from him and I purchased it two weeks ago from down in Hove. Trying to trace some history of the bike, or the family, and any help would be great.

By alan curtis (26/01/2012)

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