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Hampshire memories
Gran And Grandad Harman
My gran and grandad, Elsie and Jim Harman, lived at 4 The High Street. My earliest memories are of, strangely, the moss-covered footpath that encircled the cottage on three sides, it was how pathways in old cottages should be! I also have fond memories of hot summer lunchtimes playing outside The Plough while the adult members of the family partook of a beverage or ....? My father attended the school for a few years and my grandfather worked for Shearings until his retirement.
My Home
I lived in Rose Cottage from mid 1965 to July 1966 when we were posted to Germany. At the time it was divided into two cottages. Myself, my husband and my 6mths old son lived in no2 which was the cottage on the left side looking front on. My husband was in the army. We had a choice of Rose Cottage or Apple Tree Cottage in King Lane. My next door neighbour was Margaret also an Army wife. We spent a fair bit of time on our own whilst are husbands were on exercises, so we became involved with the church fete and we spent hours making fudge to sell on the stalls. We had a great time. While living there my son was very sick with whooping cough and a very kind local couple I had made friends with who lived on the 'new estate' [sorry I cannot remember their names] took us to the doctors in Nether Wallop. I also remember my neighbour and myself walking once a... Read more
RAF Middle Wallop
1946, I was stationed at RAF Middle Wallop and remember the village with watercress beds. Rationing was of the vogue but next to the aerodrome was a bungalow that always supplied eggs and chips to ever hungry airmen.
If anyone remembers me please get in touch. Jack Lawford.
Limberlost
my dad was born in amport his mother was eliza izzard and married his dad albert john smith , i believe she was from lower bullington andover and her mother from west stratton winchester, i have a few family letters that iv looked up, my dads mum died on christmas day aged 40 his dad died a few years earlier also 40, my dad had three sisters lucy, phyllis. kathleen. and a aunt emm his mums sister looked after them in a lovely old cottage in amport opposite the villiage green. called limberlost i dont know why it was called this strange name oviously they new, the cottage as i remeber as a child being taken down on summer hols had a thatched roof and the back garden was elevated and led into fields out the back we my cousins and i went on many an adventure we came out at some buitifull gardens and a cricket match going on , we would go walking... Read more
The Old Thatch
Ah, The Old Thatch. I remember it well, for this is where I grew up from the early 1940s until 1956. By today's standards it was grim: no heating, no running water, no flush loo - nothing. Yet it was a wonderful place in which to grow up and I will never lose my love for that old cottage. I still visit Nether Wallop whenever I can.
Yes, that is indeed the Rev Hyne-Davy in the picture, as Eileen Wilmott says, but I have an idea that photo was taken by my father, who dabbled in a bit of village photography. I may be wrong: it may have been taken by Mr Hinwood.
How well I remember the Hinwoods at the Post Office and filling station opposite, and the smell of freshly-baked bread each morning. And from just down the road the not-so-pleasant memory of the squealing of the occasional pig being slaughtered at Vigors, the butchers. But that was how life was.
Immediately behind The Old Thatch was... Read more
The Village Bobby
I remember Mr Cherrington, the local bobby, riding his bike through the village and smiling benignly at us kids. I believe his son was in my class at school. I can remember one evening in the summer time having been just put to bed when an official police vehicle arrived at the front door - very much to my mum's consternation. It transpired that Mr Cherrington, along with a police official of some kind, had come to give me the half crown I had handed in some months previously which had gone unclaimed. I remember having to prise it out of a frozen wheel rut by a farm on the way to school during the winter. We had just had a talk by Mr Cherrington about the joys of being a good little citizen and handing in to police anything we found. Mum was in a fug that evening because we had been sliding on hayricks (by the windmill where the fair was always held) and... Read more
The Post Office
My father Oliver Hiinwood was postmaster here from 1903 to 1961. He used to take photographs of the village and send them to Frith's to be developed and then sold the postcards in the shop. The photograph shows the garage where we kept our car and to the side of that was a bakehouse where bread was baked daily. The person walking towards the shop is the Revd Frank Walter Hyne-Davy who was vicar of Nether Wallop.
