I lived in Pond Farm Road in a little bungalow near to Sutton Barron Road, there was only one other house closer to the triangle in the road which was called "Primrose" owned by a farmer John Veitch. He was married to Ethel Veitch.
We owned an orchard which was behind our bungalow and I loved it dearly but my passion was to go with John Veitch to his farm at Bredgar. I spent more time in "Uncle John's and Auntie Ethel's" house than I did in my own.
It was an idyllic time for me, I am so grateful to Roger Martin for all his information which has allowed me to remember some of the persons I knew then.
I remember walking to Borden Primary School along the narrow Pond Farm Road and School Lane or walking through the orchards instead of using the roads and playing with my friends, most of them from the Mount View estate. What times we had, everyday was a joy. It was only later when I had moved away did I realise what a wonderful life as a child I had had.
I especially remember the Todd family who lived in Mount View. My mother was not well and my father employed Mrs. Todd to clean for us. Mrs. Todd, Mr. Todd, Ron Todd her eldest son and Billy her youngest son became family friends and I know that we all held Mrs. Todd especially, in very high regard. I am not so sure that much cleaning was done but I do know that my Mum loved every minute of Mrs. Todd's visits. They would sit and drink tea and talk. Strange that in those days everyone was either Mr. or Mrs. rarely first name terms but never the less dear friends. Mr. Todd came to help pick the fruit, he came on a motorbike and side car. My Dad would also pick the fruit and would sing at the top of his voice, mainly "Jesus wants us for a sunbeam" How Mr. Todd managed to cope with it I don't know as my Dad could not sing a note.
If anyone knows of the whereabouts of the Todd family I would enjoy very much getting in contact again.
I have so many happy memories of this wonderful place and of the people who lived there just after the war. I don't think people had a lot of worldly goods then but they were, I remember, mostly kind and considerate. I have to say that this small enclave of Borden Oad Street and Bredgar is to me exactly what Britain is all about and I feel blessed to have been a small part of it.
Roger Woods-Flack (then Roger Woods)