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Closure of Halewick Lane "tip" in Sompting, 2006


On 31st December 2006, the Sompting waste site at Halewick Lane was closed. Over many years the site has been used for landfill (burying domestic waste in the ground), a recycling point and centre and an amenity point for residents to leave "waste and rubbish".

The above photo show a group of locals along with Adur District Councillor David Simmons (on the left) who met to mark the end of the era on 2nd January 2007.




I would be most grateful for any memories/photos that website visitors have about the waste site and immediate area. We have got off to a flying start with North Lancing resident Bob Brown providing the photos from his extensive local collection. Just click the thumbnails to enlarge.

1987 This brilliant photo gives a good idea of the scale of the waste site

1987 Taken from the downs behind the site

1987 Green fields and “The Mountain” behind

1987 Cleverly taken through trees at Lancing Clump

1987 The site stretched towards Steep Down


1987 The view over Hillbarn Estate also showing foreground what was a mushroom farm and plant nursery

1990 Building works are about to start on a housing estate, the children’s playground and car par - all on the site of the old mushroom farm and nurs

1990 First cars arrive

1990 Children’s playground and behind it the “horses field”. It looks like snow on the Downs but it is the chalk

1994 Landfill site closed and area covered in soil

......... many thanks for them Bob!

Linda adds on 23/01/07

Hi Andy, hope you are well,

I have just seen your piece about the tip up Halewick Lane, both my Dad and brother worked for the council during the seventies and the tip was in full swing then, dustcarts were going back and forth to the tip all day long and if you stood in Uncle Jack and Aunty Nelly’s back door, you could here them all morning, because they had a small trailer attached to the back for larger items of rubbish and there must have been a hump in the road just past Halewick Close, because as they went over it there used to be an almighty thud and then quiet.

I remember once, that my Dad had to go and fill his tanker{he emptied cess pits in the surrounding district,ie Partridge Green and Peas Pottage etc} with water because the tip had caught fire, internal combustion was the problem and it was blazing away underneath then finally came to the surface. I don’t remember how many trips had to be made to finally extinguish the blaze but it would have been a few.

I can also remember playing amongst all the rubbish, Yuk, how we didn’t get some deadly type of disease I will never know but we were healthy and never ailed too much. My brother once fell from the dustcart he was working on and was run over by the small trailer at the back, he was riding on the back of the cart, which they did to enable them to get on and off at different stops, because it was deemed quicker than getting in and out of the cab, of course they were not supposed to do it for obvious reasons but it was the piece of road just past Halewick Close where it happened, the cart went over the hump he lost his balance  and the consequences were, he was hospitalised for quite a while and was then in a steel brace for some years after.

We would go for a walk when young, which started in the field at the bottom of Steepdown, up on to the old Dancton Lane onwards past the barn {no longer there} past the water works and on to the top of Dancton where you could look down onto Lychepole, if you carried on you could walk right round until you came to the tip and then it was straight down past Linfields on the left and finally down Halewick Lane back home.

I hope this is of interest to you, my Dad also had a stint in the carts that collected items of furniture that people no longer wanted and he had{ who I thought to be quite old then} a mate that worked with him, my Dad drove the cart and operated the back which lifted to compress items, well before you started the lift, you made sure there wasn’t anyone hanging on to the back of the cart, he thought he had but the chap working with him was as my brother was standing on the back, my Dad began to lift the back up and heard shouting, he stopped the hydraulics got out and found his mate hanging on for dear life, going up with the cart, luckily my Dad heard him or he may well have been disposed of with the rest of the rubbish. As you can see it wasn’t always the safest of jobs, especially if you worked with my family!

 Bob is a member of Lancing and Sompting Pastfinders our local history society

If you have memories/photos please get in touch!



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