Church Interior 1906, Hambledon
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Across The Years!
My Grandmother, Grace Mary Enticknap (later Gravett) was born in Hambledon in 1906. I have just found this out researching my family history, and am so excited to find these old photographs of the village - and nearby Witley where she and her family also lived at one stage. Now I can imagine what life was like for her, her parents and siblings ... what a beautiful place to live! She and her husband later emigrated to South Africa, along with my mum and dad and me (as an infant). I grew up there but recently moved back to England in my old age! I do hope I can visit Hambledon soon. But if anyone knew the Enticknaps (her dad George was a blacksmith and mother Eliza a dressmaker) I would love to hear about it!
Wartime Story of Hambledon.
The year may be slightly out here but during the war, German bombers , running for home would jettison any remaining bombs anywhere to give their planes a bit more speed. A man living in Hambledon left his house and went to the Merry Harriers for some cigarettes. When he went home he found his house and family had been destroyed by a bomb.
On a lighter note, Mr. and Mrs. Constable lived near Hambledon crossroads and had, near their back door, a pump over a well of the loveliest cold water you've ever had. I wonder if the working mens club is still up the hill a little way?
Growing up in Hambledon
There were only 25 children in our tiny school, which was a shock when we got to middle school! We used to play up the common and when the nuns from St. Domonic's rang the bell for 6pm we all knew it was time to go in. On Sundays Mrs Jackson's grandchildren would come up from Chiddingfold and she'd take us all for long walks stopping along the way to pick up more friends. My best friend was Tessa! We'd spend our days horse riding or playing on the track behind our houses getting under my dad's feet till he made us a fantastic rope swing from a tall tree. We used to spin each other round on it till we were green!!
There really wasn't much to do in Hambledon, there were only so many trees you could fall out of but now I have children of my own I'd love to be able to bring them up there.
