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Historic maps of Ansty and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Ansty maps
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Berwick St John| Fovant| Ludwell| Teffont| Bowerchalke| Compton Chamberlayne| East Knoyle| Broad Chalke| Shaftesbury| Ashmore| Sixpenny Handley| Compton Abbas| Fontmell Magna
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Big Babies
Mum (May Scott) and Dad (Harry) from Eastleigh had a friend who was born in Tisbury and we would all accompany him to his home town for a local 'Carnival' in I think the late autumn, he was Artie Thick (R T Thick) and he and his brothers dressed up in nappies and oversized safety pins and they took it in turns to sit in the pram. Fireworks and bonfires followed until the crowd decided it was time for bed. I believe he passed on at the turn of the century, he owned and drove a succession of Wolseleys, changing models every two years or so, his hobby was building and riding grass track/trials motorbikes sometimes selling his latest creation before he had a chance to enter it in a race. As an engine driver for the railways he never married.
Auntie Vi in 1952
My mother, Evelyn (Evie) Smith and my sister Susan(14) and I ( Polly aged 9) visited for about a month with my Auntie Vi in Sutton Mandeville on our way back to the USA after living in Egypt for a year. Auntie Vi had a thatched cottage quite near the road with a lovely hill in back of the house, a vegetable garden and a cow. We were still on food rations but a number of neighbours were very generous in sharing what food they had. One such person named his calf after me which just delighted me. His cow barn was pristine as he had trained the cows to do their business out of the barn. The whole visit was magical and remains sharp in my memories.
A Memory
I have fond memories of Ebbesbourne Wake. During 1957/8 I lived with a friend in a cottage on Mrs Hiscock's Hillside Farm where I milked cows. I socialized with other teens from the Bowerchalke Baptist Church and we often led Sunday services in chapels in the Chalke Valley. Without a car we accessed the cottage late at night by clambering up the footpath that leads almost directly from the centre of the village. I live in the USA now, but whenever I visit England I usually find time to drive from Salisbury to to the village and drive up to where the cottage stood. The cottage no longer exists, but the scene retains its beauty. The bedroom window then, allowed a wonderful view that included the distant spire of Salisbury Cathedral. Today, Ebbesbourne retains its unspoiled charm and never disappoints the visitor.
A Good Place to Live
My mum & dad along with my brother & me came to live in Fovant in 1952. Mum & dad owned the butchers shop in the village. My brother Brian & me went to the school, we both made lots of friends. It was a good school, the teachers were nice. Every Sunday my dad played the organ at Fovant church. There was lots of things to do in Fovant. We played football in the street, went for bike rides around the other villages. I had lots of pets. I had a lamb called Larry, I used to take him for a walk on a lead. One day the Bishop of Salisbury came to see my dad & because dad was busy in the shop the Bishop had to wait . I was going for a walk with my lamb so the Bishop asked me if I minded if he came with me. I said that was ok, so we went down the village, it was great fun. Sadly mum&... Read more
Holidays
First holidays I remember 1939 and 1940. We stayed on a farm in Fovant, owned by the Brashers. The farmhouse was very old, had a thatched roof and a huge kitchen chimney with hams hung in it. My great uncle Fred Allen and Aunt Hannah used to live in a very small cottage up the lane from the farm - it was one of a row of cottages converted from an old chapel. We caught the bus from Salisbury station to Fovant. I think it only went on Saturdays and Wednesdays. It was one of the old type Charabancs. I just remember how rickety it seemed. The small river flowed past the farmhouse and there were steps down to it. The road ran in front of the farm house and crossed a bridge very closeby. I never went again, but my brother did a few years later and stayed with boy called Dennis, who lived in or near the mill. Anybody recognise/remember the farmhouse and the people?
A Brief Interlude
I have little knowledge of Ludwell, other than my grandparents, and a few aunts and uncles lived there for an unknown number of years in the 1910s. The cottage they occupied stands on the left at the foot of the hill coming from Shaftesbury. It is recognisable due to the front door being situated at the side of the cottage. Several of my aunts attended the school on the brow of the hill. I can imagine the 'gripes and grumbles' at having to climb the hill on school days, of course the trip home would not be so arduous. I believe the pub almost opposite was utilised as a local courtroom in the mid 1800s, and as such would have seen an ancestor of my late wife hearing the penalties handed out to the father of her base-born' daughter. Her family were living in Tisbury, Wardour, Semley and the Donheads area. It was on a trip to Shaftesbury that we decided to seek out the cottage, [location advised by a cousin whose mother... Read more
Years Ago.
My grandparents lived in the old rectory which was a few hundred yards from the Beckford Arms. I spent many happy holidays there with my cousins. We had wonderful Christmases, lots of snow and in the better weather long bike rides. Idyllic days. Shopping in Tisbury, and going to Wardour Castle, also my grandfather liked to go to Scats.
