Northchapel, the Village 1902
Northchapel, the Village 1902 Ref: 48369
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My father Frederick George Standing grew up at Colhook Common, Ebernoe. His schooling was done at Ebernoe School, which was next to the church. The school is now a private house. He married Mary Grace Cooper at Ebernoe church. He was a member of the cricket and football team. He continued to play for Ebernoe cricket team as did his brother Harold (Son). Nearly every Saturday we would be bundled into the car and off we would go to Ebernoe for yet another game of cricket. My brother and I enjoyed it as we were able to catch up with our cousins (Harold's children). Tea time would approach and my mother and Aunt Kath would walk us all down to Colhook Common to have tea with my grandmother. We would stay there until Dad and Uncle had finished their game and came and collected us, to go the Balls Cross pub for after match drinks. It was better still if the game was at Easebourne, as my Aunt Reeves did the teas for the cricket game and my Uncle Sam played for Easebourne Cricket Club. If we got bored as kids do we went for hikes around the church, and down to a small lake that is behind it. There we spent many an hour mucking around. I visited Dad and Mum in 1998 from Australia and we visited the old church, which 50 years before was where they were married. Dad showed me where his father had put his initals in the wall that surrounds the church, he helped to build it. Nothing much had changed at Ebernoe, however my gran's half house is now privately owned and is one big house. I remember there was a well outside of the back door. She had lived there for most of her life. Ebernoe as with a couple other places have a place in my heart. Those were happy days.
Shared on Monday, August 24, 2009
Having spent a beautiful morning walking around Surrey, we decided to visit villages with stupid names. We ended up at Balls Cross. Balls Cross consists of a house, 2 cars, a public bin and grass. No Balls and certainly no crossing - absolutely hopeless. If anybody is looking for villages in the UK with stupid names - I would avoid this one - there is nothing to see. (Plus I needed the toilet badly - not even a coffee shop - useless!)
Shared on Monday, November 16, 2009
Fernhurst, Red Lion and Old School c1960
Ref: F18026
added yesterday
my memories of growing up in Ferhurst go back to the 30's & 40's.
I was born in one of the small cottages on the edge of the green in 1932 My parents were Victor and Harriet Larbey & I had 2 sisters Pat & Joan both older than me. Next door to us was man with the name as Joshua Bicknell and next door to him was Mrs Selby. My memories of Mr Bicknel was one of beer consuming a fair amount at the Red Lion, I know this because at the age of 3 years I became his drinking partner sitting in the bar at dinner time with my little glass of beer no doubt listening to the local gossip. On the other hand Mrs Selby stayed home & from what I remember made copius amounts of bread which had the most wonderfull smell. My dad worked on a farm milking cows and selling the milk around the village. My mother cleaned for different people around the village including the church I loved beating the hassock and making clouds of dust.
At the age of four I started school I was four in the August and started school at the beginning of September which I remember cramped my style a little to say the least as there was not going to be any more trips to the Red Lion but on the plus side there would be less trips down Chapel Street to make endless visits to see what now seems to have been many aunts & uncles .
I didn't like school I remember hanging on to the railings & refusing to budge even when Mr Dumbrell appeared apparently it was his first day too . I didn't know this for years after when Mr Dumbrell reminded me of the whole episode he said he was as nervous about the situation as I was.
We left Fernhurst shortly after this untill 1940 when we returned the village seemed a compleatly different place . Even so I love the place . r
Shared on Friday, January 11, 2008
Kingsley Green, Farm 1910
Ref: 63049
I started work at this farm in 1946 my first job at 14 yearts old. On the left hand side if the house was a garage the farm was owned by Mr Suthered and his son-in-law Sid Dibbin had the garage. Sid had one other man working there a chap called Perce Quinnell with me as the grease monkey. There use to be a man come from London and stay in a sort of caravan out in the farm yard one of my jobs were to carry him buckets of water in the morning for him to wash in and make tea, he would give me 2 pennies and tell me to buy a new suit. 2 pence came in handy my pay was £1 per week.
Shared on Saturday, January 19, 2008
Kirdford during the Second World War
My cousin and her brother were evacuated to Kirdford for the duration of the Second World War. They lived in a property rented by their parents which was called Clark's Farm. When I tried to trace the house a few years back I was told it was no longer in existence. My cousin will be 70 in 2010 and I have a friend willing to do a painting for me - is there anyone who might have a photograph of Clark's Farm which we could use as a base for the picture?
Juliet Baxter
Shared on Thursday, February 19, 2009
