Post Office c1960, Denmead
Post Office c1960, Denmead Ref: D181303
Memories of Post Office c1960, Denmead
Restall's Store
My Mum, Eileen Waight, walked past Restall's on her way to school c1928. Her mother bought her groceries at the store.
Denmead & local memories
Read and share memories of Denmead and Hampshire inspired by Frith photos.
I Was in The Very First Intake in That School.
It had just been built and I was in the class of 1960. I struggle to recall the teacher's names but I'm pretty sure there was a Miss Lynn and there was definitely a Miss Kill. She was my first love at age five. By a quirk of the internet I met online a 'girl' from my class, now in her 50's, who was still in touch with Miss Kill and I was able to get a message to her. Incredibly, some 48 years and a thousand plus pupils later she still remembered ME! I remember running across that grassy area in the picture on a very stormy day at around the time the picture was taken. I was (almost) convinced that if I ran fast enough into the wind it would pick me up on my Mackintosh wings and I would fly. I remember it very clearly.
Ivy Cottage
When I was a child I was shown round Ivy Cottage and the farmland in Thompsons Lane by my late Grandmother who had inherited all the land from her auntie. Thompsons Lane was named after the family. I believe that most of the land is now a housing estate apart from one field left. Does anyone remember how it used to be?
Happy Childhood 1942-1953
My name is Howard Johnson. I lived in Thompsons Lane. I went to Old School 1945-53. Mr Cleary was my first headmaster, replaced by Mrs Jones. Teachers were Mr Mogeridge, Miss Pitt, Miss Abbot. I was in the football team with Trevor Kilner, W Wildsmith, Peter Knight, Dave Rocket, John Clark (all I can remember). I worked as a boy on Carpenters Farm (now renamed I think). Mr Player was the farmer. Farmer Bendall used to fly an Auster aircraft from a field near the school. In the bad winter of 1947 I collected over 100 German incendary bombs hung up in hedges, local policeman collected them and threw them in a pond at the top of Thompsons Lane, there is a house now on the site I think. I could go on and on, but I wouldn't have changed my childhood for anything. I am now 66yrs old and farming on the Isle of Wight.
