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Preston Candover School House
I lived, with my parents and brother and sister, in the 'School House' from 1956-1963. My mother [Mrs Maud Slater] was one of the teachers and taught in the school until her retirement in 1978. The school and house were demolished in 1963/4 when a new school was built. Although for much of my life in PC I was at boarding school /the army I have wonderful memories of my boyhood in the fields and woods around the village and the happy hours spent working, during the harvest, on Manor Farm for 2/- [10p] per hour. My last,passing,visit to PC was in 1997 when I noticed a marked change in the character of the village from agricultural [in the 50'/60s most, if not all, of the cottages were 'tied'] to a residential/commuter community. In 1961 I can only think of one commuter-Mr Paul of North Hall.
The Thatched Cottage
We lived in a thatched cottage just out of the village, there was a farm nearby where my dad worked. I used to go to St Mary's Church on Sundays. I attended Perins School. I had a friend who lived on the housing estate in the village, her name was Susan Dickins or Dickinson, she had a older sister Margaret. After all these years does anyone remember her?
Margaret Dickers
Yes, Susan and Margaret both lived in Stenbury Drive all their lives. Susan passed away about 3 years ago and sadly Margaret died in January. She is sorely missed by all in the village.
Preston Candover Primary School
This was the year I left PC school to go to High School. I have immensely fond memories of school life here and the wonderful teachers, Mrs Cosier, Mrs Brady and Head Teacher Mrs Bruce. Lining up outside every morning for team games before school. doubtless to wake us up! The whole school chanting our times tables in unison which I think should be mandatory today in all primaries. It works. Singing those glorious old hymns in morning assembly. Having art lessons outside in the sun. Going on nature rambles and nature study competitions (mine was the coot and the horse chestnut tree for which I won a medal). Scottish and country dancing, rounders, tennis and plays performed in the village hall opposite for our parents. School dinners, umm, well they were certainly nutritious with lovely puddings (except for sago, ugh). When parents today talk of over-crowding in classrooms, I have an instant picture of sitting squashed up together on benches in the infants room. If you sat... Read more
I Was Baptised in This Church . . .
and so was my mum, her dad, his dad, his dad, etc etc.
I was born in Upper Wield in 1949. The churchyard is full of us Giles'
Granny's Home
The Micheldever cottage with the steps facing the camera is where my mother Evelyn Rogers (nee Chalk) grew up with her brothers Alfred and Charles, and sisters Maude, Ivy, Kate (Kit) and later Ruby Hansford. Henry Arthur Gale Chalk was my mother's father who died in 1908, the year she was born. My granny Elizabeth remarried to Arthur Hansford in 1912.
We believe that the cottage was originally called Tudor Cottage, with the corner cottage in the foreground being the Post Office cottage in later years, its entrance being at the side through the gate.
My sister Ruby visited and stayed in the cottage in the 1930's and 40's but I only have memories of several visits in the 1950's as a small boy and that it seemed a long walk from the station.
My Nan's Cottage
The cottage in Church St was my nan's, Mrs Elsie Collins, she died about 1969. I remember staying with her when I was little. I haven't been back since she died. I believe a neighbour bought it and converted it into one cottage. I remember the old black range and 2 kettles, little john and big john, and the front door key was about 6 inches long, and granddad going out the back field and collecting mushrooms for breakfast.
