Headley Down photos
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Headley Down maps
Historic maps of Headley Down and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Headley Down maps
Headley Down area books
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Memories of Headley Down
I was born in Haselmere and lived in Grayshott. I remember the great times we had as children. Going to the seaside in Brighton with the Cherry family on the motorcycle and side car. Spending time with Nanny Doran from Glen Rd. It was such a wonderful village, we lived on Beech Hanger Rd. I went to school with Susan Martin, Brenda Reid, June Duckworth, Diane Cranum (not sure of spelling). Live in Canada now, hope to visit Grayshott again.
Living in Headley Down
My dad and uncle Peter, owned the garage; Wilson and Pickett Ltd. I went to the Grove school and Bramshott Court School. I llved in the bungalow next door, I was called Fran Wilson. We lived there from when I was 3 until I was 12 - we then moved to North Yorks, where we remain.
Most Saturdays my sister Anita and I used to travel on the bus from Bordon to the bus stop in this picture, (at 8 years old I thought I was very grown up) where we would get off the bus to visit our Godmother, Fona, in a little black house just around the corner from the one in the picture. I remember the houses being a bit higgeldy piggeldy with footpaths meandering between and around them. There was grass and fir trees everywhere you looked. Fona was a really lovely lady who was married to (Uncle Dennis) who used to love watching the sport on the TV. Their daughter, Joy, is my other Godmother and I remember thinking she was a princess she was so pretty, she used to let me play with all her many bottles of nail varnish. All my memories from there were good ones. Fona would take us walking and blackberry picking with her dog Whiskey and when we got home... Read more
My grandfather was the manager of Smorthwaites, the Chemist, opposite the Anchor Hotel in the middle of Liphook. My mother was born in Liphook and lived in the house next door to the Chemist's on the south. My earliest memory of Liphook was to be taken up onto the flat roof of the Chemist's shop to watch the VE day parade. Obviously as a child growing up my parents and my brother's and susters came back many time to see and usually stay with Grandma and Grandpa in Liphook. I enjoyed walks on the Links and down to Hollycombe and other places. I emigrated to Canada in 1964 and moved to the USA in 1968 and have been here ever since. Whenever I get "home" I always drive through Liphook and upto Bramshott Church where my grandparents and the ashes of my parents are buried.
I can remember walking up this lane to my older sister's house on many a freezing cold winter morning at 6 o'clock in the morning as myself and 2 other sisters had to ge the bus to school, but dear Mom had to be in work for 7o'clock, so we stayed at big sister's house. How come I can only remember the horrid mornings, rain, wind, and the horrid snowy days, and so dark as well.
Oh my goody god, I lived in Erie Camp and I remember the view in this photo so well, those were the good days without a doubt. We left there in 1959 to live in Birmingham, but I have the best memories of Bordon, the primrose patch, blackberry picking, the old haunted house or mansion as it was known, I remember White Hill, Frencham Pond...
Childhood in The 1960s-Early 1970s
I remember Beech Hill very well as I lived over Glayshers Hill from 1958 when I was 2 years old - we couldn't get up the hill in the winters back then and my dad would spend ages trying to get to work. We spent our childhood playing over Arford Common and the big old house at the top of the hill that eventually became Kays Crescent. Mr Radford from the village used to deliver vegetables to our door and all shopping was done at Whittles - oh, and Mr Weever up on Headley Down baked all the bread and cakes. I grew up with all the kids from Eerie Camp and went to Mill Chase. I had a friend who lived under the archway - where Mrs Groves used to live - at the top of Barley Mow Hill (the postbox was in the hedge). At the bottom of Barley Mow Hill was the good old 'Wheatsheaf' where Chris and Cyril never did know our real ages! We would... Read more
Beech Hill Corner
I remember this place so well, this is the bus stop I used to use from Mill Chase School. Many an ugly scrap would occur on the school bus with the kids from the Erie camp, I think that is one of the old army huts the families used to live. I lived at Ludshott Grove in the new houses opposite the camp. I remember a good old copper called PC Pike, he was a great old soul. I wonder if he is still with us, he used to give us a clip around the ear for scrumping the apples from the orchard near the deep pond at the bottom of Beech Hill. Those were the days.