Inside The Deserted House

Jackie has provided me with updated information on the deserted house mentioned yesterday. Here it is:  ‘Having driven fairly regularly past this house over the years, I can report that altho’ it has lost some of it’s character, it still exists, and houses on this prestigious Surrey village green cost an absolute fortune (close to £1,000000!). It was a distant village in 1968, but with rail and road connections so improved, it is now considered to be within working distance of London so commands premium prices. It is a shame really as the whole village is now full of very rich people and does not have the character of the 1968 village we knew. Even the wonderful village store, that sold everything (even leather boot laces for farmers’ boots) has been converted into a very posh dwelling.’

Today I felt much better from the virus, but still stayed indoors and scanned fifteen more of the honeymoon colour slides from March 1968. Here are some from inside the derelict house, with its riddled roofs, gaping windows, and bare boards:

Inside deserted house 3.68 01Inside deserted house 3.68 2

Jackie's shadow 3.68

Newspapers and shoes inside deserted house

In ‘Tales From The Window Sills‘, I speculate about the ownership of the shoes and newspaper left in the corner of one room.The Kings Arms sign 3.68

The Kings Arms Hotel is where Jackie and I spent our four days.

This afternoon’s Six Nations rugby match on television was between Scotland and Wales at Murrayfield. This, the most engaging match of the weekend, resulted in a 26-23 victory for Wales.

Jackie found the energy to do three weeks’ ironing, and cook a roast dinner. Even I managed to press four shirts.

The said dinner consisted of roast pork, potatoes, and parsnips; and boiled carrots and cauliflower. Egg custard was for dessert. I drank a little via di Cavallo chianti 2012.


      1. There was an episode of Escape to the Country shown on TV a day or two ago. The couple were looking in Surry, and the prices made me snap to attention.

  1. Old, derelict houses are fascinating – we cannot help wondering about the story behind them. I imagine, at today’s crazy prices, the property is rather better kept. The monster that is “Development” eats up everything in its path and changes so many places that would have been better left alone.

  2. Here where I live in the U.S., much the same thing has happened. The suburb I live in was once a very rural area, with a general store that had a butcher and lots of farmland. Now, the land is so expensive and the higher taxes have forced some people to sell their farms. Developers have overrun the area and they keep building more and more homes and shopping centers. We are far from rich, but I am sure that anyone who lived here in 1968 would have the same feelings you have about how much this place has changed.

    I love the photographs. The one with the shadow is cool. The stories an abandoned house might tell if it the walls could talk.

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