[Brighton] Thank You Brighton, I Still Love You

[Chicken Run]

This. I've lived in Brighton since 1980 and still feel like I'm on holiday. Love my adopted home town, wouldn't live anywhere else now

Since 1969 me, and never been to the Royal Pavilion [emoji15]


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[Chicken Run]

When did Mrs P do her teacher training? My dad was at Brighton College of Education doing his training between 1967 and 1969. He majored in English, but did a Minor in Geography. It's because of this that I can claim to be a (baptised at least - All Saints, Patcham) Brightonian. I should have been born at Buckingham Road, but Mum had worked as an orderly at the Zachary Merton Hospital in Rustington, so I was born there instead. We left in 1970 when I was only a year old, and we haven't been back since, other than for trips and me for football. Ironically, the house we lived in is no more either, as its site lies under the A23/A27 flyover at Patcham.

I too was born in the ZM & baptised at All Saints Patcham, the house you described must have been near the site of the old Robin Hood Garage?


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[BN9 BHA]

What a load of old crap, honestly.

 

[West Hoathly Seagull]

I too was born in the ZM & baptised at All Saints Patcham, the house you described must have been near the site of the old Robin Hood Garage?


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It was a bungalow and was right opposite the Robin Hood Garage (thanks Mum!) It only had two bedrooms, but an enormous garden that went up onto the Downs. The traffic was bad, and sadly they lost a cat on the A23, but Mum said you soon got used to the noise and didn't hear it after a while. I obviously don't remember it myself, but I drove past a good number of times on my way to the Goldstone. It wasn't the only house my parents looked at. They also looked at one in Ovingdean, but the survey result was disastrous, and the second time they visited the whole area was shrouded in fog, a common occurrence according to people they spoke to. A little Albion angle here: Dad was in the choir at All Saints, and he had a keen Albion fan as a fellow chorister. On Thursday evenings at practice, the others would ask him how they got on. "Lost again" was his usual reply.

Our lives after 1970 could have taken a very different turn. Dad did part of his teaching practice at Patcham House, and absolutely loved it. He said he would have liked to go into special teaching. However, a colleague at the Prep school in Lindfield where he and Mum met had got a headship in Putney and asked Dad to come and be his deputy, an offer he couldn't really refuse.

 

[DavidinSouthampton]

I bow down to your superior knowledge but I've always known it as stomping ground

Nearly everyone says stomping, but yeah it's stamping. It's of little consequence really but it's nice to be accurate. People have been getting it wrong for so long, they are interchangeable now so it's not wrong really.

I’ve genuinely never heard it as stomping ground.