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Dockenfield maps
Historic maps of Dockenfield and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Dockenfield maps
Dockenfield photos
We have no photos of Dockenfield, although we do have photos of these nearby places:
Frensham| Rowledge| Churt| Wrecclesham| Kingsley| Headley| Lindford| Headley Down| Isington| Bentley| Binsted| Bordon| The Bourne| Tilford| Waverley| Passfield| Beacon Hill| Lower Froyle| Farnham| Grayshott| Upper Froyle| Hindhead| Waggoners Wells| Bramshott| East Worldham| Thursley| Runfold| Hartley Mauditt| Upper Hale| Holybourne
Dockenfield area books
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Memories of Dockenfield
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Dockenfield Manor School
During the war years Dockenfield Manor was a school which I attended as our home in London was destroyed by bombs. For some reason I seem to remember the school was transferred from the Isle of Wight for the duration of the war. I used to help a local lad from the farm next door bring in the cows. We were both around 7 years old. One day we saw a V1 heading towards our school then it turned off and we heard it landed in Aldershot. When in the Army in 1956 in Germany I met the only survivor from the family it killed.
We used to skate on Frensham Ponds in the winter. I caught my first fish and nearly drowned in the local river on another occasion.
My Childhood
I lived at Manor Farm and remember the boy next door, his name was Nigel Swatton. I wonder what happened to him. Then there was the Cripps family and Joan Berry, I wonder what happened to all of those. I would love to look around the farm to see how it has changed.
Surrey memories
Post Office
I remember walking to this post office many a time as I used to live with my nan etc. at Churt House Cottage. The post office was run by a lady of the name Mrs Heaps. I used to go there for the big bottles of Tizer.
Good Times
I always remember stopping off for a paddle here on my way home from Frensham Junior school. I remember my nan used to give me my bus fare. But I used to prefer to walk along past the pond so I could stop for a quick paddle.
A History Lesson
I have lived nearby for 10 years and this place eluded me for a while. Tancreds Ford is still a ford but the bridge is the modern equivalent. The reason I am posting this is because it was on the old smugglers route! Contraband was smuggled up from the south coast across the vast expanses of woodland and heathland by packhorse under cover of night. Several places along the way would give shelter for a share of the booty and Pierpont and the old Mariners Inn at Millbridge close by were just two. The smugglers had to cross the river eventually and did so here, before making their way across Surrey Heath to Bagshot, where it was redistributed and taken by many routes on into London.
Little Pond House at Tilford
My wife's health was not that good, and, in 1961, she was sent for a recuperative fortnight at the Little Pond House. It was a convalescent home for children used by the NHS and had also been home to children from Europe sent there by International Help for Children after the war. During August, 2010 we managed to track it down and were shown round what is now a care home: it brought back many memories for my wife. When she was sent there in 1961, her mother in Winchmore Hill had packed a suitcase of clothes. This stayed unopened as she was given clothes to wear by the LPH staff.
My Early Years Spent at Little Pond House
I arrived at Little Pond House just before Chirstmas 1964. My mother had been taken ill and I had to stay at the home until 1968 when I left Tilford Junior School and had to attend a boarding school at Reigate, Surrey. I remember being greeted by Mary and Jack Finch, now deceased. I only met them once after I left Tilford, they were running a home in Margate in Kent but I sent them a Christmas card every year until their passing. I remember children arriving there from all over Europe and owe my rather limited French and German skills to my stay at the home. I remember walks over Hankley Common and watching the trainee Paras jumping out of a Barrage Balloon and walks to Frensham little and big ponds. I owe the home a great deal in keeping me safe in my early years and I always remember Tilford and the surrounding area of outstandind beauty. Thank you Little Pond House and Mary and Jack Finch.
