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Historic maps of Marten and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Marten maps
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Marten area books
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Wiltshire memories
Levers The Butchers
My memories of Wilton are very fond and still are as my grandparents owned Levers the Butchers in North Street. Finding this site was a real pleasure as I can remember some of the later photographs from when I was a child. I would be really pleased if you had any photographs or history of the Levers as my grandparents are now dead and so is my father and aunt. I often visit Wilton just for nostalgia!
If you are interested, I may have some photographs of the shop and North Street so please let me know if you are.
Ye Olde Gate House
This picture is of the Old Gate House, taken from the West Street side. The sign over the front door was "Ye Olde Gate House". It was a very old house and is shown on some of the old maps of Wilton. It had two addresses - The Gate House, West Street, Wilton, and No 1 St John's Square, Ditchampton.
My Grandparents, Arthur and Selina Loveless lived in the house from 1912, and my Mother Audrey Loveless was brought up there with her sisters. Mum often told me how West Street flooded when she was a child and people had to use small boats to go up the street.
The house had a living room, a parlour and a scullery downstairs, and a toilet outside joined onto the side of the house. Inside the toilet there was a cavity high up, at the top of the wall, which accessed a "secret room". My grandfather always told me Dick Turpin the highwayman hid there from the law officers,... Read more
Ugford
This is a little hamlet called Ugford, just beyond the edge of Wilton before you get to Barford on the A30. The cafe in the middle of the photo was a single storey building, as far as I remember, with a verandah - very low-key and modest, but okay for a cup of tea or a Coke. My friends Jennie and Julian and I walked up through Grovelly Woods one summer holiday afternoon, crossed the A30 to have a cold drink in the cafe at Ugford, and then walked through the fields up to Bulbridge. Not sure you can still do that, but I remember we got our feet wet - it was quite boggy, even in summertime!
Levers
I saw the memories of the lady whose grandparents owned Levers butchers. I remember my mum taken me there when I was tiny to get steak and kidney etc. My mum died in 1974 so it was a long time ago.
First Job
My first job on leaving school in 1964 was at East Grafton, at the poultry packing station, known as CC Chinnery but run by Charles Eady (I believe stepson of the late Mr Chinnery.
I spent 5 happy years working there with a great crowd of people. The site of the packing station is now an upmarket housing estate, with no sign of the previous use. Sadly I went to the funeral of Charles a year or two ago.
Did you or anyone you know work for "Charley"? If so get in touch.
Melrose Cottage, 8 Shalbourne
In the 1950s and early 1960s my brother and I were fostered to a Miss Little and her sister at 8 Shalborne, there were several children living there and I have many fond memories of our stay. We used to sleep in a caravan in the meadow at the back of the house, water was drawn from the well in the garden, and most of our food was home grown, or "swapped" with other villagers. Mabel and Margeret were the most loving and kindest people you could wish for strict but fair... Mabel used to clean the church as well as do all the gardening, look after all the kids and care for her sister. I remember the lady next door was called Mrs. Moon I think. Many happy times were had running over the endless fields. The bus used to come once a week to take us shopping to Hungerford, a great day out with sweets as a reward, if we were good boys. One other boy I loved... Read more
When I Was A Child.
My father was born in Great Bedwyn, his name Arthur Maurice Hatter. When I was young in 1952 we were invited to stay with a member of his family in 47 High Street, I remember they had a wonderful garden, layered with full flower beds, also they had a summer house in the garden, today it may be called a conservatory, that is where we stayed.
Almost opposite number 47 was a garage that looked like a wooden barn and we had our old Humber repaired there.
In Church Street on the right hand side was a stonemason and the names of some of his family was engraved above the entance to the shop, these were from family killed in the first world war. In St Mary's Church there are headstones with the family name, I would dearly like to know more as I know very little of my father's family only that he had a brother named Raynor [not sure of the spelling] and his father was a preacher... Read more
