A story passed down in Ditchling’s folklore is of an old lady at the turn of the 18th/19th centuries who, when preparing for her first journey to London, was asked what sort of place she expected to find. She replied: “Well, I can’t exactly tell, but I suppose it must be something like the busy end of Ditchling Street.”
Writing in ‘Ditchling in our own Times’ published in 1937, Bridget Johnston said: “Apart from a few new shops higher up the hill, the High Street must be very much the same as it has been for the last few hundred years. What difference there is lies less in the street itself than in the greatly increased traffic, which now requires the services of a policeman at the cross-roads. It is, by modern standards, a dangerous cross roads and of late
years there have been a number of accidents”!