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but his neighbours came to his rescue by providing a little from each house of their own dinners to help feed his brothers and sisters. We never let Tommy forget that occasion, and as adults it caused much laughter every time we met.

I remember another story, when one of our neighbours was laid out for dead, but when people came in to have a drink to console the family old `Dicky' sat up and said `Where's my bloody drink then?' He must have been in a coma, but they didn't realise it!

At the bottom of Hollingdean Road was the pub called The Allen, now called No Man is An Island. There was an ice cream vendor stood outside on the cobbles with his colourful cart, he was Italian and we called him the `Hokey Pokey' man. It was our special treat to go with a basin or dish for six old pennyworth of ice cream - absolutely delicious."

The Hokey Pokey Man selling ice cream outside the Allen Pub on the Hollingdean Road. The Pub is now called No Mans An Island and surrounded by roads. Picture by Gladys White.
Hollingdean Road was originally known as Dog Kennel Road after the Union Hunt's kennels which were on the site of the abattoir. The abattoir opened in 1894.

   

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