You have it JW, it became the Newington Brickfields, all on the south of A2.
The red brick house at the entrance was the starting point of my paper round in 1964, then up the main road to Hartlip Hill, at the top turn left up Mill Hill, then along there to the end of the council houses.
Then back home, we lived opposite the Tuck Inn. I had to cycle to and from Frank Friday’s newsagents in Newington high street (about a mile) to get the papers. Six days a week, and I collected the money, should have been on a Saturday morning, but I found going round collecting on a Friday evening got better results, and Saturday was then much quicker.
When we first moved there in 1958 there was a very tired (Bedford?) tipper lorry that used to trundle to and fro delivering clay to the brickfields. It was loaded by some crude machinery at the top of the hill on the narrow lane that runs off Breach Lane, effectively opposite the brickfields. Because it was always loaded from the same angle, it had an alarming list to the near side.
Probably stopped being used in the very early 60s, but the loading ramp and machinery were left rotting away, clearly visible from the lane which we used as a alternative route to choir practice when the cherries were ripe
