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This is the Prince Albert pub in Bletchingley village, at 16:45 today. A striking sight as one comes down the high street - cheery and warming. I’ve never been into the Prince Albert but I think that if I ever did it would be on a night like this. Somehow in daylight this building doesn’t have the same allure. Being a crossroads, the Prince Albert pub is often used as a landmark when giving directions. The reviews of the pub are somewhat mixed. The building was once the home of Thomas Grossmith, Master Glover and Gaiter Maker. (Don’t worry bigblue also hasn’t heard of him before now).
A more famous resident of Bletchingley was Archbishop Desmond Mpilo Tutu, who was a curate at St Mary’s in Bletchingley in the 1960’s. Tutu revisited the village on 8 February 2004. Tutu spoke positively of his (short!) time in Bletchingley in a speech given at Southwark Cathedral on 23 April 1999:
The Archbishop began his address by saying that it felt like “a homecoming - and how thrilled I am”.
He recalled his days in Bletchingley as a Curate. “It was a wonderful experience. We were ‘insiders’ whereas in our own country we were ‘outsiders’.” Bletchingley had, he said, “exorcised the demons of self-doubt, which is one of the pernicious effects of racism. In an extraordinary way, this diocese helped prepare me for my ministry in racist South Africa”.
Bletchingley falls within the Anglican diocese of Southwark.
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