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Newtown School
I remember I hadn't had my 5th birthday, and my mum said that tomorrow I was going to start school. School, I thought, whats that!.
The next day I was dressed up and at about 8.30 a small van with seats arrived outside my house, mum took me outside and kissed me and said I was to behave myself and to enjoy the day. "Ok mum, bye."
The van stopped outside a house, or that's what it looked like to me, and a lady came to the van and opened the door. "Come on children let's be having you out." she said. Ok I thought, I will see where we are going.
We were taken into a big room and were given some paper and some pencils and asked to do some drawings of our family... and so the day went on. We were shown where the toilets were, and given tiny bottles of milk to drink at what we were told was a break time.
Looking back on all... Read more
Living in The Swan Inn - Newtown - 1936-1943
I lived at the Swan from 1936 to about 1943 - below are some extracts from my memoirs. I hope you find them of interest.
In about 1936 my father resigned, or to be more accurate was forced out of his company, a story in itself. My mother was getting concerned about the rise of the Nazis in Germany and the very real possibility of a war starting and wanted to leave the London area. The result was that my parents became the proprietors of Ye Olde Swan Inn in the village of Newtown just outside the old market town of Newbury in the County of Berkshire. A river ran through Newtown and the bridge crossing the river was the County demarcation line between Berkshire and Hampshire. So Newtown was in Hampshire, Newbury in Berkshire. The inn dated back to the 12th century when it was a bake house to nearby Sandleford Priory a large estate nearby. A newspaper article on the Swan some years later stated that there... Read more
Hampshire memories
Growing up in North Boarhunt
My mother and father moved to 1 Birch Hill Cottages when I was in arms. I went to the tiny school in Newtown by mini bus which was really a Bedford van with seats in the back. I played in the field with the swings and on some Saturdays watched the football played there. My Uncle David used to play for Wickham, those were the days when shorts were below the knees! I played with the other children that lived at the top of Trampers Lane, names like the Crooks, Smith and Parretts come to mind. My mother used to do "weddings" in the working mens club, known in those days as the hut. She ran the WI for many years from there, then later the over 60s. My father was in the Royal Navy, so wasn't at home very often, not like they are to day. I played in the woods, we all did, but we shouldn't have - playing dens was so much better if it was built... Read more
Living in North Boarhunt - 1965-1968
My parents moved to North Boarhunt in 1964/65. We lived at the top of Trampers Lane - sideways to what was then Doney's Garage. Our house was called "Tryfan". I went to Newton Primary School and have very fond memories of this school with the two teachers, (one) was called Mrs Mahoney, and two classrooms. The main classroom had a coal fire which burned away behind the teacher's desk, and outside was a large store for all the coal - next to the outside toilets! We had a lovely field to play in, with a "Wendy House". If you took an egg to school, in the afternoons you were allowed to make fairy cakes. I also remember thinking the school was very advanced because we had a libary and a music room and used to listen to education programms on the radio. When the weather was fine we would go on lengthy nature walks and learn about frogspawn, birds and catkins. My best friend at school was called Lyn Johnson,... Read more
Julie Johnson, A Little Girl, A Lifetime of Memories
I was born at Hawthorne Cottage, Trampas Lane, North Boarhunt on May 7th 1957, it was my grandparents' house, Charlie and Marge Johnson. Their son Rod was my dad, and Joan was my mum, later I had a sister Lynn and a brother Simon. We moved into 6 Birch Hill Cottages and I went to Newtown, Droxford and Porchester Schools. I remember Mrs Mahoney and Mrs Russell at Newtown School. I remember going to tea at Mrs Mahoney's house once, she used to invite some of her pupils to her house for tea, it was a lovely house and I remember her husband as being a lovely man. We used to go on nature walks if it was a nice day, I loved it, collecting flowers and leaves and learning all about nature, and when I went to porchester we used to go down to the castle and draw it. One year at Droxford we did a nativity play at Christmas and we had a real donkey in the church. My... Read more
HHOUGHTON'S OF TRAMPERS LANE. NORTH BOARHUNT.
My g.g.g.grand parents URIAH HOUGHTON & SARAH SNELL.
Uriah was the sixth child of Uriah Houghton & Ann Linney. He was baptised on September 25, 1791 at St. Nicholas' Anglican church in Boarhunt and spent his entire life in the community. On August 11, 1815 he married Sarah Snell in the neary community of Alverstoke. They settled on Trampers Lane in North Boarhunt and raised,11 children. Between the years 1845 and 1871 Uriah and Sarah saw 7 of thier 11 children join the thousands in England who left to seek a new life in the British colonies of Australia and Canada. Uriah died on January 15, 1878 and Sarah died on September 4, 1865. They are both buried in the churchyard of St.Nicholas' Anglican in Boarhunt.
(They atteneded Ebenezer Methodist but at that time the only consecrated ground was at St.Nicholas' ) James Houghton 2nd child of Uriah & Sarah came to Australia, shortly followed b George Stephen, Ruth & Harry. In... Read more
Memories
MY MUM USED TO BIKE OVER FROM NORTH BOARHUNT TO SOBERTON EVERY THURSDAY WHEN I WAS SMALL.
She had a small seat fixed at the back so that she could take me too,i had to sit on a blanket as it was hard.It use to take a while and i use to sit back there and sing my heart out,as i was so small people could not see me until we had gone pass,and i am sure they thought it was my mum singing.We use to go to the end of trampers lane and turn left pass Newtown school,then turn first right pass what was Miles garage,nothing to do with us.On in to inerfield lane sorry folks if i spelt that wrong its been a long time.Anyway those lanes were narrow and the fields either side were higher than the road,and when it snowed they were inpassable.
My nan lived at the "Five Trees" in a cottage it was one of five,and the river ran out by her front, when... Read more
