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Loxhill maps
Historic maps of Loxhill and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Loxhill maps
Loxhill photos
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Hascombe| Dunsfold| Hambledon| Alfold| Alfold Crossways| Chiddingfold| Cranleigh| Wormley| Shamley Green| Bramley| Witley| Sandhills| Plaistow| Godalming| Milford| Farncombe| Brook| Wonersh| Loxwood| Brook| Eashing| Blackheath| Unstead| Shalford| Bucks Green| Peper Harow| Ewhurst| Farley Green| Hurtmore| Rudgwick
Loxhill area books
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Childhood in Hascombe During Wartime.
I was born in 2 Pound Cottages in 1940. It was the home of my maternal grandparents Arthur John and Katie May Street. He was a gardener who worked for Col. Harper at Lamberts. I recall a house in Godalming that was hit by a bomb and being embarrassed by furniture on view! There was a lone grave in what is now the churchyard extension at St Peter's of a German airman who had been found dead on Hascombe Hill. I am told that his body has since been returned to his family. Nurse Caines exercising her goats on their leads was a frequent sight if one were walking in the countryside. She ministered to me when my grandfather's terrier bit my wrist. I remember my grandfather made me a little wheelbarrow and small tools and the family stitched dungarees with seed packets attached to take part in a village fancy dress competition. A celebration was held at The Raswell for either VE... Read more
My Birth Place
I was born on the 23rd March 1947 in my grandparents' home, Hope Cottage to the right of the Sun Inn and next to Lloyds Bank. Nurse Caines was in attendance. To the left of the Sun Inn lived Lord King ex chairman of British Airways. In front of the pub was a pond that was filled in when the village went onto main drainage. The village boasted six shops, two petrol pumps, a bank, two pubs, a social club, village hall, barbers, allotments, infant school, church, seven ponds, seven dairy herds, cricket and football teams, hotel and Fire Station (still going today run by part time firemen). Sadly many are now gone. The telephone exchange was the first automated exchange in the country. We had an airfield that was used for Mitchell bombers in World War Two and later was used to develop and manufacture the Harrier jump jet. Famous people who have lived in Dunsfold are Diana Dors, Anthea Turner, Gary Brooker (Procal Harlem fame) and the Maskell... Read more
Hope Cottage & 11 Binhams Meadow
My first home was Hope Cottage next to the Sun Inn, Dunsfold. I am pretty sure that the cottage was owned by Lloyds Bank and my parents rented it from them. My grandparents, Stan and Madge Blay, also lived in the village and my father and his 4 brothers all grew up there. When my grandmother died and my grandfather retired to Devon, I moved as a very small child to 11 Binhams Meadow, which was my grandparent's house.
Dunsfold Village Stores
I recognise very well the photo of the Dunsfold village store in 1965 because it belonged to my uncle Bill Cox, who also ran a florist's and a taxi business from there. Before that, it had been run by a Mr Jarvis. The store was one of at least four shops in the village around that period - the others as I recall were the Post Office and draper's-cum-general store kept by Mt Erricker, the Country Stores a few yards further along, and a newsagent's round in Mill Lane. Some good few years before that, a lady named Nellie East had kept a bicycle accessories shop further along the Common. I believe the village is now struggling just to keep its one remaining shop and post office - village life has certainly changed in the last 50 years.
Across The Years!
My Grandmother, Grace Mary Enticknap (later Gravett) was born in Hambledon in 1906. I have just found this out researching my family history, and am so excited to find these old photographs of the village - and nearby Witley where she and her family also lived at one stage. Now I can imagine what life was like for her, her parents and siblings ... what a beautiful place to live! She and her husband later emigrated to South Africa, along with my mum and dad and me (as an infant). I grew up there but recently moved back to England in my old age! I do hope I can visit Hambledon soon. But if anyone knew the Enticknaps (her dad George was a blacksmith and mother Eliza a dressmaker) I would love to hear about it!
Growing up in Hambledon
There were only 25 children in our tiny school, which was a shock when we got to middle school! We used to play up the common and when the nuns from St. Domonic's rang the bell for 6pm we all knew it was time to go in. On Sundays Mrs Jackson's grandchildren would come up from Chiddingfold and she'd take us all for long walks stopping along the way to pick up more friends. My best friend was Tessa! We'd spend our days horse riding or playing on the track behind our houses getting under my dad's feet till he made us a fantastic rope swing from a tall tree. We used to spin each other round on it till we were green!!
There really wasn't much to do in Hambledon, there were only so many trees you could fall out of but now I have children of my own I'd love to be able to bring them up there.
Wartime Story of Hambledon.
The year may be slightly out here but during the war, German bombers , running for home would jettison any remaining bombs anywhere to give their planes a bit more speed. A man living in Hambledon left his house and went to the Merry Harriers for some cigarettes. When he went home he found his house and family had been destroyed by a bomb.
On a lighter note, Mr. and Mrs. Constable lived near Hambledon crossroads and had, near their back door, a pump over a well of the loveliest cold water you've ever had. I wonder if the working mens club is still up the hill a little way?
