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Lower Bagber maps
Historic maps of Lower Bagber and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Lower Bagber maps
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Dorset memories
Weekends With The Jones
We used to vist Kim and Dave jones in Mappowder every weekend after we met them in Barbados in 1995. Great friends and good fun. Very special times.
Going to School
I well remember going to the Catholic church as between 1948 and 1954 I attended St Mary's Roman Catholic School. When I first went to the school it was the old school and in 1953 a new one was opened close to the church and we all thought it was great as we had inside toilets and everything was new. The Head mistess was Miss Read.
Marnhull
I remember Marnhull, but can't remember the Catholic church there. I think I know you, I think you knew my sister Linda Bright, now Conway.
Marnhull, Roman Catholic Church
Miss Read was my aunt (she died in 1998) and I attended both the old school and the new one. Fr. Gallagher was the parish priest. The only Pamela I can remember was Pamela Wilson. Could that be Pamela Phillips?
Childhood
I was brought up in the village from the age of two years until I left at the age of 16 years, we lived at 16 Quarry Close. I went to school at Woodville. I came from a large family we was poor, didn't have much and lived in a three bed house where Mum and Dad slept in the sitting room, as we were after all a family of ten. My dad worked as a labourer but worked his garden in his spare time growing veg, rearing chickens, rabbits etc. He even had an allotment which is now the 'rec. In the summer we used to ride on the back of the silage tractor and trailor, hide behind the hay bales ect. There was a gang of us, the Hunt boys, Christine Weadon, my family. The village fete was held at the vicarage where we did morris dancing, regular events included fox meeting in the village with the hounds and having a drink before setting off. Our gang... Read more
Once an Idyllic Dorset Village.
Since about the 1960s, Child Okeford became a totally different community from the one I first got to know in the early 1930's. The Watts (Harry and Dorothy) had farmed out of Laurel Farm for many decades and Jo(sephine), the daughter, was my cousin by marriage.
Laurel Farm, as it is today in the late 1900s, is shown to the left of this memory. Sadly, the main characteristics - with the exception of the thatched roof - have gone. Also gone, are the numerous attached and detached buildings and facilities, which made the place a farmhouse.
I stayed at the farm on many occasions, during the 1930s and 1940s. As I grew so did my various responsibilities on the farm - but I must say the 'unskilled' labours were my forte - I had few real farming skills. Nevertheless, my broad back and great willingness to work were a welcome addition to the everyday workforce. In particular, these physical attributes were much in use during harvesting. I could... Read more
Child Okeford in The 1940s
I remember the village in the 1940s to 1970s.
I went to school at the centre of the village till 1951 then went to Sturminster S.M school. On the walk home from school we used to go into the forge run by Alfred Wolfery (known as Bogey as he was as dirty and sooty as the bogey man!)
Across the road from the forge and Post office was Mr Fox's bakery. He would give us wonderful hot bread and iced buns. Just on down the road was Mr Hutchins the local wheelwright and undertaker, he also had a cow which he used to take out on a halter to eat from the hedges. A few more yards down on the right was Mr Fred Bradley's farm, most of the work was done by Harriet (White) who spent most of her time moving cows from farm to fields a long way from the milking sheds.
When I started school the teachers were Mrs Laurence in the infants class and Mrs Jackson... Read more
