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Historic maps of Marchwood and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Marchwood maps
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Memories of Marchwood
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Growing up in The Old Marchwood.
I moved to Marchwood in the mid 1960s, I was not very old. We lived in an old house on the edge of the village, called Glengarriff. The old house was pulled down many years ago. I attended Marchwood Primary school. Mr. Smith was the Headmaster. Most of the children who attended the school came from the army quarters. Marchwood was just a village then. People would stand and chat over their gate, as you went to the shop. Everyone called the shop 'Barker's.' That was the name of the family who owned it. It was quite a meeting place. I think everyone knew my mum, Kath most people called her. There was never such a thing as 'going to the shop quickly.' By the time my mum had chatted to everyone on the way there, chatted to everyone who came into the shop and everyone on the way back home, a lifetime seemed to have passed. I remember... Read more
Father
I do not know Marchwood but I recently found that my father was killed in a motorbike accident on the Southampton Road in Marchwood in 1958.
Hampshire memories
Happy Memories
So many truly happy times were spent around the Salmon Pool when we were children. Our grandmother owned a local pub so this was where we would, much to our parents horror, swim in the tidal river! Probably the fishermen didn't think much of it either!
My Memories of Dibden Purlieu
I lived in Talbot Road back then with my foster sisters and our wonderful Foster Mum Mrs. Jones. I can remember attending Orchard Road Junior School durring the Queens Silver Jubilee and getting a coin with the Queens face on it. I wish I knew where that coin was now as I could give it to my daughter. That was the year when Star Wars originally came out at the Cinema. It seems so strange now to think of how care free we were. I remember walking down to Hythe and walking the length of the pier with the train on it and catching the ferry over to Southhampton to go to the Cinema all without any adult supervision. I still can't get over that my sisters and cousins, and friends from school would make that trip on a regular basis.
I can remember one time catching the little train with my mum to go to the end of the pier and a small boy turned to his Mum... Read more
DP in The Early 60's
I can remember Dibden Purlieu just after the Merrimede shops were built and the new shops opposite on the corner were being built (where the Bathroom Acadamy is in 2009). I was abou 5 years old. In those days I could ride my first bike down the un-tarmacked Watermans Lane (which was a dead end, the Wimpey estate was being built) down the village, leave it outside Mr Storey's shop (the newsagent), unlocked, then walk home with my comic forgetting the bike! I would then walk back and the bike was still there ... and guess what, I didn't see a single car! There was nothing to worry about, I was totally safe (I expect there were dangers really!).
Another memory is my mum taking me shopping and she knew everyone she saw and she spoke to all of them. That 100 yard walk could take hours!
Dibden Purlieu Newsagents / Mr & Mrs Storey
It was so lovely to see you refer to Mr Storey (Sid) in the earlier post - he was my wonderful Grandad!
Nan and Grandad (Grace and Sid Storey) used to run the newsagents, and as a little girl, I was always in there playing - even now, years after Nan and Grandad have passed on, Grandad's daughter, my Mum Di, still sees countless people who have very fond memories of Grandad, and how he was synonymous with Dibden Purlieu.
Times were great back then, and it's brought tears to my eyes to see another reference to Grandad - thank you.
Vicki.
First Job at Sid Storeys
I must have got a Saturday job with Sid as soon as I'd turned 13 in 1972-ish for £2 a day...I loved working for him. Fond memories of gents coming into shop with a pound note asking Sid to 'change' it for them - giving it to Sid who'd slowly ring no sale into the till, carefully place the note in, extract an identical one and give to customer - duly 'changed.' Another favourite was when they asked Sid to 'split' a fiver. He'd simply tear it in two and then calmly hand it back. What a great job!
