Bathing in The River
Montague terrace was home to many children. I remember the Allen's, John, June, Barry, Hazel, Ivan & Valerie. The White's, Maurice and Barbara, The William,s and Smith,s, Joan, Roy, Margaret, Jeffrey, and at least three younger ones. Plus Pauline Sollet, Valerie & Johnnie Butt. We all played in the road outside of Andrews Hardware shop. I was born on the top floor of that shop and my grandparents Harry and Lucy Andrews owned it. My mum was Joan who also lived and worked in the shop.
We, the children, spent the summers paddling in the river which had a concrete base and was shallow in summertime. Us older ones would go down river a little and swin through 'the hole' well it came up to my chest if I walked through. The mums would get through the railings and using drain holes as steps climb down and clear all weed from the concrete base as soon as the lock closed the water flow down. Then even the little ones of the road would be allowed in, and us bigger kids all of the age of 5 to 8 would splash and play with them. We would all then lay on the paving slabs by the bus stop to dry off in the sun, leaving our wet mark when we went in again.
So many good memories of Bishopstoke. The rose garden in the corner of the rec, and old George the gardener chasing us out if he saw us. The old church tower and yew tree. We all climbed it and had great fun when the original tomb stones were in place, winding cotton from tomb to tomb. When folk who oft would cut through as a shortcut to the barge just might think a ghost had caught them!!! The many games in Montague Terrace, two ball, skipping ropes, marbles, whipping tops and hop schotch. Even tiddler fishing with jam jars and bluebell gathering from the local woods. What a lot the modern day youngster is missing.
I also remember Mr Collis and he frightened me too. Mr Marshall was the Head at the time and Mr Lloyd was my teacher at Bishopstoke Junior School. Does anyone remember Charlie the milkman and his horse Pat, or remember seeing the lamplighters on their bikes?? Likewise I used to get a 1p worth of scraps from the chip shop, and sit at Bournes 'beach' where often Montague Terrace mum's took the kids for a picnic. We would go swimming here too, on the far side of the river where the water was fast flowing and deep, Again 'the hole' would let us swin for several yards before the river became shallow again. On the nearside of the bank where the picnicer's sat, the shore was sandy and very shallow so the little kids could paddle. Does anyone remember when the hall was replacing the old maroon tin hut. All the men and some women from the families in Bishopstoke, turned in to raise the new hall? So many more memories but too many to write here.
Ahh well those were the days.
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RE: RE: Bathing in The River
I enjoyed reading this very much :)
I remember the Smiths,with deep affection, I went to school with Jenny Smith.
My grandmother delivered many of the Bishopstokes children before 1948.
I think the new village hall was built in the early 1960's.
I remember a milkman with a horse, I dont know why but the horse kicked part of grandmothers wall down. It was an exciting day for Bishopstoke kids! (laughing)
I remember Mr Lloyed.
I live in California now and miss Bishopstoke. When I last saw the village it was very changed and made me feel sad.
jackie baker.
Comment from Jackie Baker on Tuesday, 5th February 2008.
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I remember well bathing in the river by Andrew's shop and helping to clear it of old bicycle and pram parts. There was so much that we piled it in the road and the council came and took it away.
On the pavement by the bus stop that she mentioned, I with my sister would position ourselves with our GUY asking for a penny from the passengers as they left the bus. It was a good spot and I'm still living on the proceeds.
Bishopstoke was a great place to grow up in. At only five I walked with the other kids up spring lane to school quite safe but now the children have to be taken in giant off roaders to the gates. How sad.
I thank Barbara Brian and only hope she is the long legged lass that I remember from my now so distant past.
Comment from Frederick Cannock on Sunday, 22nd June 2008.
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How the memories came flooding back when reading Barbara's memory.
I was one of those kids who paddled in the river, we must have known each other at that time as I remember most of the people you mention.
Johnnie Butt was one of my best mates, along with Jeff Smith and Linden Hardwich who lived next door to me with his sister Julie. Doreen Butt also was one of the crowd along with Marilyn Hillier. Cricket was a very popular game with all the neighbourhood kids, there was a permanent set of stumps painted on the brick wall of the hardware store shed and if you hit the ball in the river, you were out and Johnie Butt would rescue the ball when it came round in the current by hanging by his feet upside down from the railings, something I was never game to do, if the ball got washed downstream, we all made a dash for Scotter Road bridge and waited on the rim of the iron girder bridge to grab it, if we missed, it was gone forever.
I remember Val Allen and Barbara White (we called her Gans for some reason), they would loan us their bikes when they were up the rec. (I think they were waiting to meet some fellows so they were glad to see the back of us). We were always being chased by George from the rose garden, our football would always find its way in there despite the small hill behind our makeshift goal posts.
I spent many hours sitting in the yew tree in the church yard with Johnnie Butt planning some sort of adventure I suppose, now I sit here and wonder what happened to him after all those years.
300 words are not enough, I've only just started and have to finish.
I would love to hear fron anyone from those days, I live in Australia now.
Comment from John Sibson on Friday, 15th August 2008.
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Hello, I remember most of the circumstances referred to in in "bathing in the river". Does anyone remember the white horse and trap that "Buffer Moody" used to deliver logs in? I used to visit his yard in West Horton Lane (?) near the Ideal Homes, help him load the logs then go round Bishopstoke delivering them. Yes, they were happy days, before life got spoilt with ridiculous Health and Safety rules. Remember Manor Farm? We used to play there and help with the milking. When it was harvest time and horses were used to pull the machinery around the fields at the back of Fairoak Road we used to "hang around" the horses at the end of the day and sometimes we managed to get a ride on the horses bak to the farm yard. Life will never be the same again. Modern children are missing out a lot because of the variou rules we have in place now.
Comment from Barry Curl on Saturday, 18th June 2011.
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I remember Buffer well as a small boy. My father still has a shoe fom the pony which was called Polly. She drowned in the bog which was very sad at the time. Looking through the pictures of Bishopstoke, brings back memories. I spent all of my time fishing or playing with others from St Marys Road. Mrs Baker delivered me in 1950 and continued to clean for my mother for many years after. When we moved to Brambridge she still came, although it was more for a cup of tea and a chat. If anyone remembers me from 50 years ago, please get in contact. Mark Badkin
Comment from Mark Badkin on Thursday, 4th August 2011.