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Lepe maps
Historic maps of Lepe and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Lepe maps
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Memories of Lepe
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LONG HOT SUMMERS
MANY HAPPY SUMMERS WERE SPENT AT LEPE. i WAS LUCKY ENOUGH TO HAVE A GRANDPARENT THAT LIVED IN TH ECOAST GAURD COTTAGES FROM THE 60'S TO THE 80'S. THERE WAS A RAFT NEAR THE BAOT HOUSE WHICH WAS GREAT FUN. NO CONCRETE, FREE PARKING ON THE GREEN. FISHING FOR MACKEREL WITH JO, MUSHROOM PICKING IN THE LOCAL FIELDS, PLENTY OF COCKLES, WINKLES COULD BE FOUND. LEPE IS A PLACE DEAR TO MY HEART AND WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN
Hampshire memories
Saturday Morning Football
Happy memories of playing football at Blackfield when attending Hardley School. Matches were arranged and the team picked on the school bus. The matches were played regardless of weather in the days when it really used to rain. Real mudbaths. Where are Phil Dobie and the rest of the team? 1948-1950.
Gravel Pits
I've fond memories of playing over at the gravel pit down Dark Lane in Blackfield and when my dad drove for Hall Aggregates in the 1970s.
Fawley in The Mid 1950s
We moved to Fawley in 1954 and I spent my last 2 years of Secondary School at Hardley. My brothers John and Trev also went there. I have vivid memories of lying in bed on a clear frosty night and seeing the reflection of the flare bouncing off next door's wall and of the constant roar of the refinery. Visitors complained they couldn't sleep for the flickering light and /or the noise - I couldn't sleep without them. When we moved to Colville Avenue there were only about half a dozen bunglows there and we didn't know a soul in the village. In the paddock at the far end was the forest ponies "maternity ward" (there was also another in the middle of the roundabout at the Forest Home pub.) I can recall many a night mum in her nightie chasing a horse out of the garden, shooing away with a broom. The ponies got quite canny and learned to open the gates to get into the rubbish bins. Mr... Read more
Some of my Best Years
Hi I grew up in Fawley. My dad John Bull built a lot of the houses there. I spent a lot of my time pulling Tim or Adie my brothers out of Ashlett Creek. I have lost contact with most people I knew as I moved out to South Africa for 18 years. I wWould love to here from anyone who remembers us. Linda Alborough (Bull)
Happy Days
Born in the Dibden Perlieu nursing home in 1943, I then lived in both Blackfield and Fawley. Growing up was a challenge in those days, but we survived. I attended school at both Fawley and Hardley. Summers were spent on the raft at Lepe, fishing for eels in the sluice, or paddling my canoe around to Calshot and back. I worked for KEN Wheeler (Fawley Newsagents) and then did a stint with John Holland (milkman) before leaving for Australia in 1960. Finding this website has bought back many memories and I hope that a few people from the Fawley/Blackfield area will contribute to the memories. JG
Growing up in Fawley
I was born at Copthorne Lane. I spent many happy times in Fawley, my friend and I used to cycle all over. I loved times spent sailing on the Solent. I worked for Ken Wheller as a paper girl, spent many hours in his company, what a nice guy. Sadly he passed away a few years ago. I still have contact with Fawley and visit often, but did'nt go back for many years. Now the old farm at the top of Copthorne Lane has gone. Having helped out on the farm, I rememmeber going the long way round on the day the pigs and cows were taken to market. One night the pigs got out, and there were me, mum, dad and my brother chasing them all over the village. The sow charged my mum and she belted up a tree, boy, I had never seen her move so fast. Mum also worked at Calshot air force base as a waitress, how bonny she looked in her uniform.... Read more
