Greatham, 1901
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My dad was in the army, and we spent most of our time in Germany and at Longmoor Camp. Dad started in the RE Regiment, then later was moved to the RCT Regiment. My father was involved with the closer of the camp. Both my parents loved the area, and settled in Petersfield.
Shared on 16 December 2008
I lived in Longmoor Camp for quite a few years, I was in the Boy Scouts, I think it was the 1st or 10th Longmoor Scout Group. My dad was in the R A M C and was the staff sergeant at the hospital. I belong to the St Martins in the Field Church Choir and often sung solo, one of my good pals was Derrick "ding" Tarling. I took part in the bonfire chain for the Coronation with the Scouts and took part in the film 'The 39 Steps' around about 1953, we sat in the windows of the bullet, I was wearing a white shirt which can easly be seen. I was one of the kids who built a large stone man on the ground! We thought it could be seen from outer space, hey we were only kids, but it makes great memories. I wonder if anybody out there remembers me?
Shared on 27 October 2008
I remember nothing of the school except the day a German plane flew low over the playground. The teachers quickly got us under cover but I could see my mother standing out in a field in a yellow rain hat. I did not know at the time that my father had seen the plane coming in low to strafe us and had run to an anti-aircraft gun (a bren gun?) in a vain attempt to shoot it down. He was at Longmoor Camp. Does anyone else remember this and did the playground actually get shot up? We only stayed in Liss for a short time. We were in a guest house or boarding house I think. The year would have been about 1942-43 as I would have started school only a short time before.
I do hope someone will read this and be able to clarify the school incident. I had a war full of such incidents and would like to get them into order and written down for my grandchildren. Thank you for any help Anne.
Shared on 13 August 2007
We lived on the outskirts of selborne, my parents and three brothers and sister, at Lower Noar Hill Farm and Homestead Farm. My great-grandparents, grandparents and parents farmed the land between Selborne Common and Noar Hill for more than 70 years. Before us it was the Ganders, who later emigrated to Canada for health reasons. My other grandparents lived in Goslings Croft in the village.
My father was secretary of the Selborne Cricket Club for more than 20 years and actively involved in the youth club and parish council. My grandparents delivered milk by horse and cart to the villagers in the 40s and 50s. In our time there was the greengrocers owned by Grace and Roy Hayward, and of course Bubbles in the middle of the village. Mr Gallop was the butcher and in the early days there was I believe also a 'supermarket' in what became in my days the antique shop near the Plestor. I opened my first PO savings account in the PO (and bookshop) opposite the Queens Hotel.
As children we had the run of all the area, Noar Hill common; Selborne Common, the village, and had enormous fun on the zig-zag, the Big Slide (for those who know), the bottle dump, the river etc. What bliss which today probably doesn't exist for children of today with parents afraid of everything.
Most of my deceased family are buried in the churchyard at St Marys, great grandparents, grandparents (maternal and paternal), uncle (Waller, Buddin, Sargent).
Shared on 03 January 2008
Bordon County Junior School Orchestra
I lived in what was then Kildare Close when my dad was stationed there from 1972 to 1975 and I was lucky enough to be one of the founder members of the school orchestra, which was funded, if I remember correctly, by collecting waste paper and milk bottle tops. I was one of the cello players and I remember the Head, Kenneth A Woodward, with his boundless enthusiasm for music waving, his baton getting us to do things we thought impossible. I also got a deep love for Stravinsky's 'The Firebird' which was always played at assembly if a school team had won a match. I was a 'Pilgrim' and remember the place with great affection.
If anyone knows what happened to the orchestra post-1974 after I went to Mill Chase and particularly anything about the Headmaster I would appreciate it enormously.
Shared on 02 August 2009
