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Second pic, Kevin Stevens. First pic, 1st bottom row, my sister Debbie Pumfrey.
Does anybody know the link between the Gunns and Miles? I believe that there was a Thomas Gunn, my great uncle, who was one of the last herring fisherman in Brighton. He married a Miles on my Grandfather’s side, Harvey Miles. Any information would be great. Thank you
Hi Thomas, Just looking at the 1955 photo and think that the chap between Richard and Armstrong is named Osborne. The christian name escapes me just now.
The group would meet every Friday at the Patcham youth hostel, in the winter months, then end the evening at the pub then known as the Stanford Arms. I joined the group in the early sixties.
Hi Sue. Yep. I was there from about ’70 to ’84. P.R. Mallory went through a name change to Duracell Batteries until a crowd of career crazy Harvard and Ivy League whizz-kids came with the takeover by the American food giant, Kraft Industries. I was finally responsible for European technical sales and marketing through our 6 subsidiaries. I got fed up with the whizz kids and negotiated a redundancy pay-off and started a leisure marine manufacturing business in Cornwall which I sold after 9 years and semi retired, apart from a couple of other businesses I did occasional export development consultancy for the Dep’t of Trade and Industry until the bureaucracy almost bored me to drink. I then did a bit of ‘official’ smuggling to N. Africa……… 😉
Where were you working?
Sue, Further to my message earlier, if it is of interest, during the war when we lived near the top of a hill in Patcham, I recall looking out of our front bedroom window and watching a bomber (obviously in distress) making a forced landing on the top of the Downs probably beyond Standean. It actually landed under the high tension cables. I believe it was later repaired – a temporary metal landing strip laid – and it managed to take off although I never saw the take off.