The Footpath c1955, North Tidworth
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Happy Days
My father was in the Army stationed a Bulford in the Command Supply Depot. We lived in one of the houses in a complex called The Albany now (Aldi). I attended the C of E school at Hampshire Cross and later Tidworth Down school. I remeber the construction of the swimming pool, the brains behind that was Tom Tuxford who sadly is no longer with us. One of my biggest friends was John West, I also knew his sister Rose. I used to spend a lot of time at John's house. Some of my other friends were Brian Luckham, Geoffrey Gamble, Sheila Smith, Dawn Skinner and William Nutter, all of whom lived nearby. I had many happy times in Tidworth and was sad to leave. I was then interested in girls and was very fond of Sheila. I moved to Chester in 1962 and still live in the area. The remainder of my school years and teens were less enjoyable.
Ludgershall Road
I can remember running along this road from Tidworth Down Boys School to the Ram pub and back to the school with the PE teacher a Mr Williams shouting at us from his car. This would have been in the late 1960s. I lived in Sidbury Circular Road but when we moved in it was Nuns Walk and we lived in the last house, then they built the estate and renamed the road. My first school was the Garrison school opposite the Garrison theatre
Tidworth in The Mid 1950's
I attended this school in September of 1953 until December 1954, when I left and went to Salisbury College of Further Education. My father was in the army and we came back from Germany in July 1953 to live in married quarters at Clarendon Terrace, the regiment being in Bhurtpore Barracks. We went to Jordan in Feb 1956 but came back to UK in August 1956 because of the dangerous situation out there. We returned to Tidworth in July 1957 to Clarendon Terrace again, the regiment going into Aliwal Barracks. I got a job at W.H. Smith in Station Road and worked there until July 1959 when my Dad left the army and we moved to Rutland. I still go back to Tidworth every few years as I still have friends there from those days, I now live in Canada. There have been many changes over the years, but Tidworth basically remains the same, except for the barbed wire!! And of course, all... Read more
Happy Days
I moved there when I was six, to number 56, right at the end, the last house in the road.I left there in 1982 after 14 very happy years. I can still remember most of the familes who lived there at the time, I have great childhood memories.
North Tidworth, Station Road
I remember playing cricket on the green here. The cinema across the road was where we once listened to Norman Wisdom - from the outside, we couldn't get in aged 12!
I visited this road July 2009 for the first time since then, and was horrified that a Tesco now stands where we played. But Furze Hill Road remains exactly as it was when I watched England win the 1966 World Cup. New windows on the houses of course, but the hill at the top of the road, then just grass, now has trees all over.
Tidworth Down School
I attended this school circa 1965. Remember the woodwork class on far right of building seen here. Football in the foreground field. The bus back to Tidworth, living in Furze Hill Road.
Home
Moved in here with my parents in 1972 and moved out in 1989. They still live there. So many memories of growing up living above a sweet shop!
Ram Inn
We moved in 1948 and on return to visit friends my mother and I were told that someone we knew had "won the pools" and had "run off then with the barmaid from this pub". I believe he won only a couple of hundred because next year he had returned and life was as normal.
Joan Battershill (was Norman)
Jean & James H Whitwell
Hi Joan,
We're trying to locate Susan Whitwell born 1960 while living at 32, Zouch Avenue, can you help?.
David Thompson
Flooding in These Cottages
I lived with my parents in Zouch Avenue nearby but did go to school with a girl who lived in one of these cottages. The River Bourne is/was directlyopposite and every winter it overflowed, ran across the road and flooded the downstairs of these cottages. The pianola lived permanently on a pile of bricks. The way upstairs here was a ladder in a cupboard. I did envy that child as I was only about 5 myself. The same families through the generations seemed to occupy these cottages but they were all pulled down when I last visited. They also had outside bucket toilets and every Wednesday afternoon the emptying lorry came and the smell standing at the bus stop opposite was quite dreadful. Buses came hourly to Andover.
Joan Battershill
Choir Practice in This Churchu
My friends and I were all in the choir here - I think it outnumbered the congregation usually. We had to share a vicar with Ludgershall. Choir practice was on a Friday evening. When the War ended in 1945 they were desperate for bellringers so us kids all got to help. It was not much of a holy peal though.
I spent many happy sumer days sitting on the ivy covered wall outside waiting for Sunday School to start. My father's funeral service was conducted here in 1947 as the Military Cemetery does not have a church closer to it. The vicar's name was a Mr. Miller He was a lovely Christian man and always came to the wedding receptions after he had married the couple.
Joan Battershill
Childhood Memories
My mum Dorothy Elizabeth Pratt was born in Nepaul Road in 1927. I was born in Salisbury Infirmary in 1950 and lived with my mum and granny and grandad (Bill and Eileen Pratt), I had a great time when I was little playing on the Garrisons football pitch, I use to sit in a tray and slide down the hill onto the pitch. The Ghurkhas were posted at the Garrison at the time and they were so friendly. My best friend Barbara Harris lived down the road with her family. My grandad worked in the office at Bulford Camp sorting out the supplies. He use to come home at 1pm for his dinner, and then the big army lorry would come and pick him up and take me with him. I always remember, even though I was only about 4 years old, I was left in the office on my own for a few minutes, but in that time I managed to stamp... Read more
Friends in North Tidworth
My best friend Barbara Harris, who I have not seen since I was 14 years old.
Finally last week we re-united, thanks to my Auntie Olive who lives in Andover now.
The years just rolled back an I recognised her and she recognised me, we could not stop hugging and looking at each other.
This is a friendship which has survived an absence of 40 years.
