Brown Candover, St Peter's Church c1960
Brown Candover, St Peter's Church c1960 Ref: b697001
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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 by that huge old boiler-tyoe fire you got your legs scorched but if you sat further away, you froze. Still, we were well taught and I can still see the frieze running around the wall depicting a for apple, b for bat etc. I don't remember so much about the village apart from the Canterton Stores as I lived at Brown Candover. My maiden name is Pearson, should anyone remember the family.
Shared on 25 August 2008
Preston Candover, the School c1955
Ref: P166024
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.
Shared on 28 January 2008
Upper Wield, St James' Church 2004
Ref: W645701
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'
Shared on 01 November 2007
Micheldever, Church Street 1951
Ref: M177006
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.
Shared on 14 April 2008
Micheldever, Church Street 1951
Ref: M177006
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.
Shared on 03 October 2006
