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Holton Heath Trading Park maps
Historic maps of Holton Heath Trading Park and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Holton Heath Trading Park maps
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Wareham| Stoborough| Broadstone| Corfe Mullen| Brownsea Island| Poole| Corfe Castle| Sandbanks| Bindon Abbey| Winterborne Kingston| Canford Magna| Studland| Wimborne| East Lulworth
Holton Heath Trading Park area books
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Memories of Holton Heath Trading Park
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Bennetts
Bennetts was the Bakery in the 50's-60's, maybe longer.
Wareham, River Frome, 1954-66
My father and I had boats on the river for many years, on the moorings in the picture. The boat with the cabin sporting a port hole in the side belonged to me. I spent most of my childhood on Wareham's rivers, fishing and boating.
The Old School
My memory of Lytchett Matravers is of the old school. It was a hundred years old in 1974 and everybody who attended the school at that time joined in the celebration. I was ten at the time and wrote a poem for my part in it all. Mrs Cox, the oldest woman in England at the time and resident of Lytchett Matravers recalled her memories as one of the first children to attend the school one hundred years today. I am still a resident of Lytchett Matravers to this day and recall those memories fondly. My poem: nine o' clock bell, nine o' bell, altogether at the nine o'clock bell, pushing, punching, kicking, altogether at the nine o' clock bell.
My Mother-In-Law's Father Owned Stoborough Garage
During this period my mum-in-law, Rosa Crumpler, lived in Stoborough, attended the local school and her father, James George Crumpler, owned the garage. Her claim to fame is that she regularly filled the tank of "Lawrence of Arabia's" motor cycle (on display at Beaulieu).
My Memories of Broadstone
My earliest memories of Broadstone stem from about 1937 when I was five years old. We lived in Southbourne at the time and frequently went to Broadstone at weekends to visit my "aunt Flo" and her family who lived at Lower Blandford Road. She was my mother's sister and their children Roy and Rex Cannings were about my age(Roy and I were born six days apart and Rex was a bit younger), also my Dad's brother Uncle Archie and his wife were the gardner and housekeeper respectively at a beautiful house called "The Cobbles" at Gravel Hill. I well remember the journey via Arrowsmith Road and Dunyeats Road when, at the right time of year, the whole area was a mass of rhodadendrons in bloom, and how my mother admired them. To me, living in urban Bournemouth, it meant a chance of being in a delightful rural atmosphere. I loved "going up the village" where my Uncle Charlie worked for Mr Watkins at the grocery shop in the Broadway, and... Read more
Happy Days!!
I moved to Broadstone with my parents at the tender age of 2, and we lived in Sidney Road, off York Road. It was 1950, and ,of course there was no Waterloo Estate at that time, so York Road ended when it came to the railway line and the tiny station of Creekmoor Halt. Most of the people using the station worked in the Cordite factory (where Siemens is situated now). It seemed quite a forbiding and secretive place to us as 6 or7 year olds when we cycled down there to watch the trains.
Around 1956, we moved up into Broadstone proper, and lived in Clarendon Road. There were grass verges all the length of the road, I remember---no kerbs!! I think it must have been around 1959, that there was talk of starting the no 30 bus to Poole from the top end of Clarendon Road, so the Council decided to "do up" the road. It was a bit sad to see the grass replaced by concrete... Read more
St Micheals Central Avenue
My very early childhood was spent in the childrens home, St Michaels, from 1940 - 1956. The home was run by a Miss D Dunn from 1940 - 1956. I would be happy to share memories with anyone who was there during that period.
