Bisley, Rifle Range c.1955
Memories of Bisley, Rifle Range c1955
My memories of growing up in bisley are newer then the ones on here I grew up in the 1970's my grandad lived on bisley common and when the houses were built on Shaftesbury road he brought on of the first ones which my mum was born In and. And I went to bisley C of E school along with my brothers we had great fun playing in the woods opposite our house and at the park on the witches hat.
Because my father, and later on my mother and brother, shot at Bisley, every summer holiday was spent on the ranges. We would catch a train to Woking, then another to Brookwood and then board the "Bisley Bullet" which would take us to The Ranges. The last time the Bullet ran, we all put pennies on the line and the little engine ran over them and flattened them. At first we hired a caravan and then we bought a big family tent to stay in. I loved it there, with all that open space to play in. I remember spending my pocket money in Gale and Polden's marquee and drinking delicious chocolate Horlicks in the Horlicks' Marquee. I first went there when I was about three years old, in 1950. The last time was when I was a young ...Read full memory
Memories of Bisley
Would anyone have any memory of my Dad being at Bisley Boys school , not sure quite when but think it would be sometime between 1914 1925. Or if any one has any photos of that time. Would dearly love to hear from you. Dads name was Robert Frederick Baker and came from Heybridge Christina
I went to Bisley Boys School in 1948 after my mother passed away. I found it very hard and would run away. It was a horrible place and I do not have a good thing to say about it. Was given the cane more times than I can remember and was bullied all the time. If they did the things to any one today they would end up in court.
My grandfather died in 1928 after having been gassed in WW1. I have a postcard from him to my uncle dated March 1928. The house looks somewhat different from the photo here but I have no idea when the photo printed was taken.
I was an orphan back in 1952 and spent a few years in the Junior House, Trojans, I think my number was 37 under a supposed name of O'collins. I was called apostrophe O and carved my name in the sandstone window ledge near the school bell corner in the playground, which was surrounded by a brick wall. I ...Read full memory