back of Guinness's Buildings
Guinness with carbuncles
sky above the Guinness Trust
Hide and Wool Exchange
Leather Market roundels
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old tannery doors
converted warehouse flats
Fuller's Leather Exchange
Morocco Store flats
Southwark Council litter bin
Leathermarket Gardens gazebo
Leathermarket Gardens
view from Leathermarket Park
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Morocco Street tannery
Leather Factors
Leather Factors tannery
Morocco Street street sign
relic of an old smithy
horse power repairs
Bermondsey shop fronts
Snowsfields School gate
Arthur's Mission, Snowsfields
Guinness Trust Buildings 1897
Guinness Trust flats
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the uglification of Snowsfields
Bermondsey warehouse
Manna Mission gone
Guinness's railings
nightmare end of Snowsfields
down Weston Street
Ronald McDonald Welcome
up Weston Street
Ronald McDonald House
Cafe Link
Guinness Trust housing
The Guinness Trust & Snowsfields
The Horseshoe at London Bridge
Horseshoe Inn signs
Horseshoe Inn pub sign
Horseshoe Inn at London Bridge
Melior Place street sign
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Early Life in Bermondsey
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chalkey
"On the Sunday morning in early September 1939, when world war two was declared, the hop picking season was just about to begin. My mum was strolling along the Pearson's Green Road, (near Brenchley in Kent,) on her way to the village shop to buy my grandmother her 'News of the World.' All of a sudden a well meaning but daft, old woman, ran out of her cottage and screamed at my mum, 'It's started! Hitler's coming!' My mum panicked and ran back to the huts. It took my grandmother a good while to convince my mum that the hop fields of Kent were not at the top of Adolf Hitler's list of priorities."
Ron Johnson
"Great story Chalky, that brings back another memory, we had an empty hut next door to us and in it was a tin bath in which my sister, probably 15yrs then, was having a bath on Sunday morning when the Air Raid warnings went off. They were probably testing them out, my poor sister got the fright of her life and came running out of the hut stark naked. People were running to the woods to hide from some planes overhead until a bloke shouted that the planes were ours... Happy days Mate.. That was at Faversham Kent as I remember .... "
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