Laying tram lines, c1901

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• where is the pub?

  By eeZee (01/01/1900)

• The church in the background is on my road that I am living in now. Is the road that the men are working on now the Lewes Road.

  By Joseph wells (14/03/2003)

• No, it’s Elm Grove where Queen’s Park Road joins. The building in the background is Brighton General Hospital.

  By Alex (07/09/2007)

• The top is the junction of Lewes Road and Elm Grove, looking up Elm Grove with Wellington Road at the back on the left. The church looks the same today. The bottom is the junction of Elm Grove and Queens Park Roa, with the hospital in the background.

  By Peter Groves (13/04/2009)

• The tram junction at the end of Queen’s Park Road faced the ‘wrong’ way. Trams going up Elm Grove bound for Queen’s Park had to reverse at this point. This was because the graded right turn from Elm Grove was impossible for the four-wheeled cars. The replacement trolleybuses, however, were able to perform the right turn with ease.

  By John Goddard (20/04/2009)

• My grandmother Louisa Ellingford died in 1933, though they were living at 3 Wiston Road the place of death is given as ‘Elm Grove U.D.’ Does anyone know what this means?

  By Nicki (28/09/2009)

• Nicki I think you will find U.D. stands for Urban District – a lot of the councils used to be known as Urban District Councils.

  By Sue (11/02/2010)

• Wonderful to see these old photos. I was born in Brighton General Hospital in 1946 and used this road many times, over the years, en route to friends or relatives. Thanks for sharing them. Sandra.

  By Sandra (30/05/2010)

• I lived in the Down’s Cafe right at the top of Elm Grove from about 1948 to about 1955. It was a wonderful place and a spectacle on Race Days. It deteriorated when converted to a Pub. 

  By Trevor Fawcett (30/06/2015)

• Trevor Fawcett must have been in the Down’s Café when I was a kid going to Fitzherbert school in Woodingdean in the ’50s. I always (when I had the money) bought a stale cake on my way home from school waiting for the 44 trolley bus to take me to Arundel Road near my home in Bennett Road. I also remember race days as my mum loved racing and took us kids in the school holidays to the race hill for the day. I remember her having a go at Gordon Richards one day for whipping his ride, he told her to b*gg*r off from afar, she would have eaten him alive if she could have gotten her hands on him. My mum was always on the side of little Lester Piggott, bless him.

  By Mick Peirson (02/07/2015)