Bordon, The Old Mill c.1960
Memories of Bordon, the Old Mill c1960
The Mill is not in Bordon, but in the hamlet of Standford which had a number of mills and still has many historic houses, along the River Wey from before Domesday. This was the last water mill operating in Hampshire. I have lived very close to the mill and millpond since 1990. When I moved here Miller John Ellis and two sons produced several kinds of flour which were sold along with a variety of agricultural, animal and pet products in the adjacent shop, the only one in Standford - a wooden hut. it was a hub of local activity, chat and the last connection with village and country life. I bought wonderfully nutty flour there and baked bread. John Ellis loved the mill and the village, defended ancient rights when ...Read full memory
This (downstream) side of the mill was a popular site for the Canadian Army stationed at Bordon Camp during the war. Almost every day they would be there with their lorries, tanks and motorbikes, ostensibly to wash the vehicles but generally to play! With a ford on this side the game would be to drive at speed into the 9 to 12 inch deep water producing an impressive plume of spray. On one occasion a tank drove close to the mill and became half submerged in a deep hole which had been formed over time by the outfall from the mill's water wheel. These activities were a constant source of excitement to me and all the other kids who passed that way to and from Bordon Council School, the forerunner of Mill Chase.
We lived in Lindford when I was about 11 years old in 1972. My father was in the army and was based in Londmore, but we lived in the corner plot, opposite the farm, in Windsor Road. I have many very happy memories of Lindford: Weyford Junior School, where I was one of the children who were the first to use the new part of the School. Mrs. Marrack , who was referred to by the children as "Ma'am, was a lovely lady. Many hours were spent playing down by the river by the School, and on one occasion, my young brother fell in from the pipe, fully clothed!! I remember the Spar Shop and The Parade. I have been back to see my old house several times over the years, and I now live in Essex with my husband and 2 ...Read full memory
As a boy myself and my friends would gather our fishing rods and tackle and bike to the mill for a day’s fishing, I caught my first trout standing on the big outlet pipe from the mill, another time we were there and one of my friend fell in off the big pipe, I can see him now bobbing across until he reached the ford. The mill was also the place my sister and I would sneak off to on a Sunday so we didn’t have to go to Sunday school, we would take some bread and feed the ducks.
My father got a job in the mill in about 1950 and we moved into Mill House which is actually a part of the mill itself, on the right as you stand facing the building. I don't know what Bordon is like now, but in my day it had its share of the dregs, but so did everywhere. It was all very local and everybody seemed to know everybody else, apart from Army people. We moved to Lindford after a year or so, which was then a nice little place where nothing seemed to happen. In those days Robert and Peter Ellis ran the mill and it always seemed to be busy, as did Bordon itself. I recall the greengrocers and the chippy on the corner, ad Frisby's shoe shop on the opposite corner. Along the main street was a jewellers, a ...Read full memory
This was a lovely quiet village when I first came here. Unfortunately, it is becoming run down and untidy. Pity, really. We seem to be having all the throw outs from other places. When the army goes (if they go), this will be a dumping ground for all types of undesireables.
My mum used to take us all (seven of us) to the mill to paddle. It was always freezing, some would even be brave enough to swim. There was always a strong smell of pond weed, but we had great fun. When it was warm enough we used to pack a picnic and walk to Frensham pond which was a great treat. That was about 40 years ago now but I remember it like it was yesterday.