THE ROYAL OAK - PIDDINGHOE

1982

By Laurie Stonehouse

The following picture shows The Royal Oak photographed in 1982, it was a fine country pub with a large beer garden.  The Royal Oak was situated in the village of Piddinghoe, but unfortunately it was ravaged by fire a few years after this photograph was taken,it never reopened and is now a private dwelling.

Photo:The Royal Oak - 1982

The Royal Oak - 1982

Kind Permission of Carol Vale

This page was added by Laurie Stonehouse on 07/03/2009.
Comments about this page

I remember this pub well. In the early 1980's we (my family, children and dogs) used to walk along the river bank, stop and have a drink at the Royal Oak and walk back to Newhaven. Happy Times.....

By Sylvia Woolford
On 07/03/2009

My mum had a part time job here when we first moved to Newhaven. Was a nice walk out to the pub with the dogs, a meal and a beer then stroll home.

By Stewart Gadd
On 26/12/2010

I proposed to my wife Jenny at this pub on our once only visit in 1983. She said "yes" and we are still married. We returned a few years ago and were puzzled that we could find no pub! Now we know why.

By Barry Raynes
On 02/07/2013

This was a really great pub in the 1960's and early 70's. A super crowd including the Bakers, Falkners, Dai, Derek and Pat Smith and Jim Welfare. I can't remember the landlords' names but they had the best crab sandwiches on the South Coast.

By Ernie Robinson
On 27/03/2015

My grandparents ran the Royal Oak Mr and Mrs Horas Faulkner my dad and his sister were bought up there they had it many years, we lived directly opposite the pub. They retired in 1965 and moved into a cottage around the corner. Memories.. I can still see my dad's red car outside our house x

By Jacqueline Faulkner
On 25/05/2020

Oh the Royal Oak, what wonderful memories. Playing Sunday football for the pub, Bob who was purser on the ferry as manager. Playing for the darts team, tarts & cavemen charity night back in 1972. We dressed up as women, the opponents as cavemen. Graham Baker the local Blacksmith at Deans, Martin Faulkner his dad, the lumberjack & others can't remember names, obviously we all looked gorgeous. The  had smelly animal skins & huge bones from the butchers. Swimming in the river Ouse at start & end of football season. Golden valley tug-of-war team, happy days, training by running to Rodmell, hauling huge drums full of concrete up massive trees. Competed all over the the local counties, 88stone team (average 11 stone per man, oh I wish) beat 96 and 108 stone teams. A real rural happy life, just a mile or so outside of largish towns. More innocent and relaxed times. Very happy and fond memories of the Royal Oak.

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By Tony Bingham
On 02/12/2020

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