I grew up in Cator Street Peckham. I lived there with my mum, dad and brother until I was eight. I’m looking for my friend Linda Sycamore. We went to school every morning together. My surname was White then. I would love to catch up with her. She lived in the same road a few doors down on the opposite side to me. She had a sister.
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Does anyone remember headquarters and general supplies at loughborough junction ?
I was born in Nunhead in 1941.Athenlay Road was pretty much a middle class area at that time.
I was born in nunhead in 1939,lived in barest road,nunhead,i survived the bombing years,was avacuated for a while,then returned to hide in the Anderson shelter in our back garden,went to holidale road school,then on to Peckham rye secondry,i knew everyone in our street,and along nunhead lane,there was mrs cheese the paper shop,charley morgons the second hand cloathing shop,toms café,the pet shop,the bombsite next to the doctors,drapers the cloaths shop,kimbles the kemist,ayres the bakers,the wet fish shop,wilcoxes the greengrocers,cutlers the sweetshop,the bookies,the oil shop,and the 3 pubs pryo,nuns head,man of kent,the salvation army,i could go on all day,so many wonderfull memories,all changed now,its all lost, never be the same again ever,
I was born in 1950 St Giles Hospital and my family lived on Farmer's Road, Camberwell. I moved away many years ago and sadly from what I have researched the road no longer exists, or at least part of it. We lived at number 137 and from what I could see it had been demolished. Our family name was Kench.
Wayne’s comment made me re-read my piece and I was driven to expand. This is St Gile’s Church. My parents were baptised and married here in 1937 and I was baptised and then confirmed by Mervyn Stockwood here. To our right was the Vicarage and its’ garden which was sold to ‘the Americans’ by Revd John Nicholls in the 60s, demolished stone by stone and exported to be replaced by the flats within which is the 23rd Camberwell Scouts’ HQ. As I said I was sent to Sunday school in St Giles; I remember Fr Dampier one of the clergy when Cannon H Frank Bishop was Vicar. When I was 7 I joined St Giles’ Choir; at that time all choristers were male – we boys with a number of men to provide the other three parts. I sang many solos when I became leader; my time in the choir ended when my voice started to break at about 14 then I became a server. By that time I had learnt to ring the bells; I got the Scout badge for doing so. So on Sundays I would ring and then run down the steps in the spiral staircase (you can see to the left of the north transept) through the church and into the vestry rushing to get changed into my cassock (with all 39 buttons) , alb, amice and girdle while the priest in charge said the preparatory prayers! Phew! – I still ring but in Devon and am no longer (mostly) in a rush! I have mentioned Wolf Cubs, Scouts but not yet Seniors and Rovers – this was before 1966 - all a long time ago. To the left of this picture were and are the flats that front Peckham Road and to our left behind us are the two church halls where the Guides and Scouts met as mentioned in my other piece. I am also still an adult in Scouting! As a member of St Giles Youth Club we ‘excavated’ the crypt which had many coffins in various states of repair. Most of these were removed, others bricked in, and we cleaned and painted it all making a small chapel; the brass candle sticks were removed from my (or rather my mother’s) piano and I fixed them to the wall above the little altar and we celebrated the mass. Later the entrance and steps down from the front north porch (you can see in the picture) of the church were built and it became a ‘drop in’ centre - way ahead of its’ time. The crypt is still there and open though looking very different from my memory. My wife and I met in St Giles Youth Club and I was best man for my best friend and his wife, also a friend, when they were married in St Giles. My wife and I were married in Sussex; she had moved away. St Giles was a ‘training church’ and we always had 2, 3 or 4 clergy deacons; I remember Frs MacGregor, MacLean, and other names will come back. Miss Paul looked after them all in the vicarage. When JN arrived we had a big event in the garden where Acker Bilk and his band played his stick of liquorice and I looked after their wives with drinks and bits in the front room of the Vicarage that was normally occupied by Revd (later Canon) Patrick Appleford when he was working at the 20th Century Church Light Music Group. We youngsters spent many hours in that room with him playing the grand piano (his?) and singing the news from the papers to plain song or to psalmic melodies; he also did this at home on ‘my’ piano! I served him (and others) at mass many times – he did 0600 on Saturdays which I served and then rushed (cycled) off to work in Peckham. I was invited to take holy orders but I was too much a sinner! I still have my faith.
Phil d commented
When I was quite young my grandfather would take me up to Ruskin Park when he went to bowl and I would sit on one of the seats, I guess to the right of this picture. Unlike the other comment I did not try to put them off - there is NO 'run up' BTW you are thinking about cricket - indeed I was shown what to do and how to do it. Here I learnt that the balls were neither round nor weighted a fact that I have ever after found hard to believe. I do not know what happened to grandad's woods – they were made of wood - when he died. Maybe he had already given them away - but I doubt it! Why did I go? Well either during or after he would buy me an ice cream
Hi My name is Karen, I was born in 1962 in guys hospital and lived in a top floor flat in Gloucester Grove with my mum and Dad Doreen and Terry Stevens. Not sure what number because sadly my mum passed away. I do remember a grand piano being on the landing and it belonging to Miss Gutteridge who owned the large Victorian house. I remember a young boy called Ian who lived next door and a couple called Maud and Arthur. I do remember going to a school nearby and we used to sleep in the afternoon on camp beds and my bed had a picture of a sun and my brothers had a lion. I do know we moved out when they were going to pull down the houses and we were moved to Lewisham. Can someone tell me the name of the school and also if they have recollections of sleeping in the afternoon 😊 and maybe a picture of Gloucester grove and the school would be good
St.Francis School Peckham
I was at this catholic school from 1953 to 1956 and wondered if anyone from that era had memories of the teachers or Headmaster? This was the school where I decided I was going to do nursing. Names I recall are Margaret Reardon, Kathleen Tarrant.. The teachers who inspired me were Miss Manzi, Mr.Murphy and Mr.Goddard. Would love to hear other memories from that time.
Hi I used to live on Sunwell street , Peckham back in early 60,s to 70’s . My dad’s name was Kenneth Burns . If anyone remembers him then do get in contact here
hi, as a child I lived in the prefabs on Rye Hill Park, now flats. I remember the Rossi ice cream horse and cart that used to stop at the bottom of the hill and lemon ice was my favourite. The park was our playground and my brother fell in the stream on numerous occasions, much to my mum’s horror. We had a white westie called Snowy who used to chase the postman.
The prefabs were lovely and everybody in our little close was very friendly. I remember the street party we had in 1953 for the Coronation.
My parents names were Grace and George Evans and my brother was Eddy and I am Carol. Our immediate neighbours were Vi and Ernie Fletcher and they had 2 sons Brian and Alan. Mr and Mrs Banhan and their daughter Pat, mr and Mrs Parker and son Peter, Mrs Saunders, mr and Mrs Hobday and their son Ronnie.
I lived there from 1947 to 1954 and have wonderful memories and wondered if anyone else remembers the prefabs and our little community.
Dylan Hopkinson commented
Did anyone else use the library? It’s now the Buddhist place. When I was a kid in the 70’s and 80’s I’d trek up to Spa Road from Surrey Docks where I lived to visit, it seemed to take an age to walk there with my little legs. But it was worth the walk as they had a fantastic record library where you could borrow vinyl lp’s. I think Danny Baker also mentions it in one of his biographies as his Dad would wash the records in soapy water before returning them
Alan swain commented
I've only been living in the area for just over a year but I am interested to hear more about what was along particularly Spa Road 5,10,20 or more years ago so I can picture it. I'm just somebody who's interested in what came before, no other reason, particularly as so many apartments around Spa Road, Abbey St, Jamaica Road and Long Lane appear to have been built in the last decade or less.
I first came to the area in 2008 when I was working at a local school, just before Del Aziz opened with the Shortwave Cinema, so I remember those changes. I also remember the tower blocks where Tesco on Jamaica Rd now lies, beneath the new apartments. I also used to visit a friend on the Neckinger estate but frustratingly I can't remember what was on the other side of the road where The Exchange now lies. I once also went in the one-stop council offices which are now luxury flats, but again, I can't remember much else as I wasn't living in the area at the time.
What was where the Bolanichi building now lies, or those apartments above the betting shop and Cafe Del Amore?
And what was where those apartments round by Coop are, or around St James' church yard?
Would love to know more, memories of the neighbourhood, what's been lost and gained, and pictures would be even better.
Pete Cohen commented
I remember when C&A a department store had their shop in Peckham high street over two floors just opposite alongside Mcdonalds. That was in the 1970s, 1980s, early 1990s. After C&A it was Woolworths on just one floor so shops along there must have capacity to move upwards
Allynys is indeed a different school to what it used to be.
I was a pupil there from 1965 when it was a boys grammar school.
The majority of pupils then lived locally and had a free place.
Since becoming independent the fees are way outside the reach of most local people, hence the need for coaches to transport the pupils from afar.
Two of my favourite London pubs in the 80s and 90s. I used to look at the Fox with some disdain, but that would be the place I go to now. I didn't like the last big refurb at the Grove as it lost much of its charm, but hey ho that brings the punters in.
The demise of the Phoenix is just shocking.