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Lasham Airfield maps
Historic maps of Lasham Airfield and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Lasham Airfield maps
Lasham Airfield photos
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Lasham| Shalden| Bentworth| Beech| South Warnborough| Alton| Holybourne| Upper Wield| Chawton| Preston Candover| Medstead| Long Sutton| Upper Froyle| Lower Froyle| Greywell| Four Marks| Farringdon| East Worldham| Lower Farringdon| Old Basing| Upper Farringdon| Basingstoke| Odiham| North Warnborough| Nately Scures| Binsted| Brown Candover| Hartley Mauditt| Oakley
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Gliding at Lasham With The 3rd East Kilbride Scouts
While I was the Scout Leader with the 3rd East Kilbride Scout Troop in the 1970s several of my scouts became interested in flying. After several sessions of model building we decided we needed to do some flying with real planes so I arranged a trip to Lasham Airfield in Hampshire, which was a very big adventure for young teenagers living in Scotland!
Two of my patrol leaders, Ian Croft and Andrew Parkes, joined me along with a fellow scout leader Douglas Johnston, and we were fortunate to get sponsored by British Airways with free flights between Glasgow and Gatwick. We slept in a dorm set up in an old decommissioned Comet airliner and enjoyed two days of training including an air experience flight in a Cessna. The boys loved it - except when I took the controls!
Great fun, great memories and great organisation by the Scouts who were based at Lasham and set everything up for us!
Hampshire memories
Batt Family
My faher, Herbert Alexander, was born in Church Cottage, Bentworth in 1893. His mother waa Emma Alexander (nee Batt). The Batt family had lived in Bentworth for many years. In the 1950s a descendent of the Batt family, William Loren Batt, came to England from America searching for his ancestors from Bentworth. In the 1850s his great-grandfather and several other members of the Batt family emigrated to America. He traced the family back to 1784 when Thomas Batt married Frances Gardiner at Old ALresford. On his return to the USA Wiliam wrote a small book entitled "Hunting Batts in England" about his experiences in tracing the Batt family. He also arranged for a gravestone to be erected in Bentworth Churchyard to the memory of John & Martha Batt, married in Bentworth in 1804, and other descendents of the Batt family interred in the Churchyard.
Lindsey Cottage And The White House
In 1949 my mother and I moved to Bentworth when my mother became the Health Visitor for Alton. We first stayed at rooms in the White House which was diagonally across from the Dugdales in the Big house at Bentworth. We then moved to Lindsey Cottage, opposite the Star, which introduced both of us to an outside khazi! But it was a lovely cottage and I used to listen to 'Dick Barton' on the radio whilst have a bath in the old tub in front of the sitting room fire. During the bad 1948 winter I can remember returning to the village by bus from Alton. During those days the bus went via Medstead which meant turning right to Bentworth and going down the perilous twisty road (I believe it was staightened and widened in the 1960s). The bus slid and got wedged in the narrow lane. It was a happy time as I met up with the Dugdale kids and used their tree house. After that I went off to prep school and only... Read more
60 Years Ago
In 1950,1951 and 1952 I spent two months summer holidays/year at the Lodge. The house belonged then to Mrs Webster. Her daughter Annet had married Mr. (first name forgotten) Nickisson. Together they ran a riding school. I was supposed to learn english but in fact I learned little english but received a very good training in horse back riding. They had a daughter Annabelle with whom around 1960 I went once fox hunting. Does anybody have an idea if Annabelle is still alive and where she lives ? I would welcome any help finding her. 60 years later, these summers spent in Hampshire remain amongst my most cherished memories and, looking at the pictures of the village on Google maps, I noticed that little has changed in Sth Warnborough.
Treloar Hospital
I was a patient in this hospital in 1955 when I was ten years old. There were very caring nurses and also a hospital school which helped me immensely during my stay of about two months. At that time I believe it was named The Lord Mayor Treloar hospital for Crippled Children. Not very "P C" by 21st century standards of description!
Anyway, the nurses were truly excellent and they needed to be as so many of us were long stay patients and in the 1950's the visiting hours were extremely limited so young children missed their families. In fine weather our beds were wheeled out on to a terrace and I can remember having some arithmetic lessons there. I recovered fully from surgery to both of my feet and went home with plaster casts and eventually was able to do everything I wanted - cycling, cross-country running and much much later morris dancing!
Student Nurse Shawyer
I was a student nurse at Lord Mayor Treloars from January 1962 until January 1964. Those two years orthopaedics were affiliated with other hospitals which allowed us to start training before 18 which was the minimum age for General Nursing commencement, when the students moved on the 3 year general training was reduced to two years. The hospital was a very happy place because many of the patients were long stay, young, cheerful and perfect! The nurses home is shown in this photograph, it was always warm and friendly. I had several rooms in the home, the attic window just visible beyond the second A was my favourite, the only disadvantage being if you got in from a date late, after 10pm lock up you could not get in a window, then you had to knock up a friend whose room was on the ground floor, she would then pass her laundry box out the window for you to stand on, then you had to lean out and pull the basket back... Read more
Nina Dickey
Hi My name is Nina.
I was in the Treloar Hospital during the end of world war two. I went in when I was 10 and came out on March 30th 1945. I remember being on the terrace while the blitz was on, what else could they do, most of us were in bed. The doctors and nurses were very good to me. I had club feet and peaus cavis (hope this is spelled right). I came out when I was 11yrs old. At the time I lived in Bordon, Hampshire in England. Now I am living in Canada. I was 15yrs old when I came to Canada to be with my Mother who married a Canadian soldier in Canada. My Mother left England in 1947 as a war bride to come to Canada. I remember having my shoes made in the hospital at the gate entrance and going from Bordon to Alton for new shoes for a few years after. I have never heard of anyone from this hospital,... Read more
