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My Aunt Lived Here
My Aunt Clarice and Uncle Keith Symes live in Micheldever in the early 1960s, I used to go there on holiday, I remember going to the river and collecting cress off the water, there was tons of it. I believe they lived in the Forge, I believe Keith's father and brother worked in the smithy.
My Nan's Cottage
The cottage in Church St was my nan's, Mrs Elsie Collins, she died about 1969. I remember staying with her when I was little. I haven't been back since she died. I believe a neighbour bought it and converted it into one cottage. I remember the old black range and 2 kettles, little john and big john, and the front door key was about 6 inches long, and granddad going out the back field and collecting mushrooms for breakfast.
Granny's Home
The Micheldever cottage with the steps facing the camera is where my mother Evelyn Rogers (nee Chalk) grew up with her brothers Alfred and Charles, and sisters Maude, Ivy, Kate (Kit) and later Ruby Hansford. Henry Arthur Gale Chalk was my mother's father who died in 1908, the year she was born. My granny Elizabeth remarried to Arthur Hansford in 1912.
We believe that the cottage was originally called Tudor Cottage, with the corner cottage in the foreground being the Post Office cottage in later years, its entrance being at the side through the gate.
My sister Ruby visited and stayed in the cottage in the 1930's and 40's but I only have memories of several visits in the 1950's as a small boy and that it seemed a long walk from the station.
Hampshire memories
Brightwells Cottage
In 1979 my then boyfriend and I viewed Brightwells Cottage in The Square at Sutton Scotney. It was, to put it bluntly, a hovel ... mud floors, lead covered wiring, an Elsan Toilet and holes in the thatch, but we loved it. The lady who was selling the place was at that time living in a care-assisted bungalow in South Wonston, we'd made an offer through the estate agents but had been rejected. On visiting her and convincing her that we wanted to restore the cottage to its former glory, she insisted that the agents sell it to us for the princely sum of £11,500.
Six months later we had the home of our dreams, a beautiful cottage with all the mod cons but still retaining its character. The people in the village were so welcoming and I for one was very sad to leave in 1983 when we decided to move back to Andover.
Girls of St Margarets
Hello people, my time at Kings Worthy as a young girl - remembering dancing at our local social club where the locals made us welcome. A beautiful place, I remember the park where I made lots of friends. Girls of St Margarets that I can recall, I often wonder what became of them: Angie from Hawley, Hants. Dawn with a hamster. Sonia who dedicated time to the handicapped home along with myself for a while, and Debs from Aldershot. Hope you see this girlies. x
Village Life
We first lived in White Cottages, when I was about 2, my dad Des Brown worked as a dairyman on the farm, and my mother Audrey cleaned for a Mrs Henshaw. When I was 4/5 we moved up the road to 3 Wheatley Close, next door to Mrs Bond and Mrs Ayres, and went to the village school, the head was Mrs Tanner, she had a dog called Lucky. My teacher was Mrs Haycock, she would pick me up from my gate and take me to school, as I didn't want to go, I preferred playing in the fields, or helping my dad on the farm. I remember coming back from a Christmas party one evening, and Teddy Ayres said that there were big holes under the tunnel (they were puddles really) and I wouldn't go under, my dad had to carry me, the tunnel was pitch black in those days.
Fleet-Airarm
I was 17years old when I came to work at the Fleet Air Arm at Worthy Down. I wanted to join the army but, my Father wouldn't allow me to. So I joined the Naffi, and they sent me to Worthy Down - I loved my time there. Once I was taken prisoner, being in the wrong place at the wrong time. Being a young girl, I did get myself into a little trouble now and then .Once had a run in, with I think was the Duke(?) of Winchester, in a pub close by. He told the barman not to serve me, I told him to mind his own business - haha. I was also late cleaning the kitchen one day when the big brass was conducting inspection, I was on my knees when he came into the kitchen, he said to me "good morning cinderella"..I look back on those memorise and smile. There were more, but these are the best..I'm 77years old now and have lived in South... Read more
