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Binfield maps

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Binfield area books

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Memories of Binfield

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Stag Motorcycle Club.

About this time I was a member of the Stag Motorcycle Club, our headquarters was the Stag and Hounds, it was a wonderful time in my life, it was a great club. I recall with great affection a few of the fellow members - Bert and Mervin Higgs, Jerry Church, Johny Holliman, Wally Stevens, and many other very special people with great affection. Ron Ponsford.

Living in Binfield 1946-1971

I moved to Binfield with my parents Rose and Cyril Richardson and my brother Brian in 1946. We lived in Rose Hill at a house called “Athlone”.  It isn’t there any more, it was demolished and six houses built on the site.

At the age of 30 I finally left Binfield but the memories of growing up there have never left me, nor the love of the countryside which living there instilled in me.  I have listed just a few of the people that lived and co-existed in the village during my time there, I could still list many more tales, some good, some very sad, if anyone is interested.

POP RAPLEY was a small round man who lived in Red Rose Hill opposite the White Horse pub.  He was always dressed in corduroy trousers, highly polished leather gaiters and brown boots.  I think he earned a living by hedging and ditching and gardening jobs.  One day, roughly 1949, Bill (Blocker) Sergeant, who lived next door to... Read more

Berkshire memories

Searl Street

The Market Inn 1951
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Oh, what a joy to find this photograph. Between the Market Inn and the shop was a little unmade lane called Searl Street. I was born at number five, at my grandparents' house, in October 1945.
Over the years I returned to Bracknell on many occasions to visit relatives, the last time I visited was in the 1980s and I was shocked to find the lane had disappeared, along with the house I was born in.
If anyone out there remembers the Tomkins family please leave a post.

In The Choir

Holy Trinity Church 1901
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Chour Master was a Mr Faulkner, he had a great influence on me during my time in the church choir. He had a Morris Minor FRX83, green, I have never forgotten it. He used to pick me up for practice every week, and insisted that our cassock/surplice was always smart. To the right of the gates was where all new members got initiated, they were placed on the wall laying down, then rolled off onto the ground, we thought that was great, or we took them into the foyer and tried to get them to touch the light switch, telling them it was live. I can laugh now, but we all went through it. We got paid as well so we went to most services, I even got to pull the bells, now that was great. Colin

Bracknell

The Market Inn 1951
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Hi Peter, if your dad was a bricklayer I believe I worked with him for Sergents of Bracknell. Let me know, I would love to talk to you about him. Kindest regards, Ron Ponsford.

Child's Heaven

The Crossways c1965
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Memories fade, but I walked down here often and think that on one of these corners was the delightful "Kiddies Korner". Board games stacked high, Action Man and associated bits, Corgi cars, Major Matt Mason Mattell's Man in Space (fantastic allitteration!). Bliss it was to be alive in that time, but to be young, was very heaven!

Mrs Murphy

The Market Inn 1951
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The shop next to the pub. By the time we arrived in Bracknell in the sixties, and certainly until I left for Uni in the seventies, was a newsagents and I am pretty sure it was run by Mrs Murphy. We had regular magazines ordered there (it was easy for father commuting to London from the station just to the left of this picture) and I seem to recall these were all kept in a shopping basked suspended from the ceiling! Why? - I never thought to ask, but thus it was, and we all rummaged to find ours. Odd really, because Mrs Murphy was very short.

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