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Historic maps of Penton Harroway and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Penton Harroway maps
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The Penton From 1939 Until 1951
When the Second World War was declared, my family consisted of Mum and Dad, my elder brother Bob and my baby sister Ann. I was four, Bob was eleven and Ann was three. My father was a staff sergeant in the RAMC. We were living in married accomodation at Kempton Barracks, Bedford (the depot of the Beds and Herts Regiment). When war was declared my father along with the rest of the regular army was immediately mobilised, and he was posted for active service. Within days my mother was told that we had to vacate the accommodation, which meant we were homeless. Mum and Dad had spent their entire marriage in army quarters. Mother's younger sister, Auntie Olive, lived with her husband Albert Eggington in Penton. She agreed that we could move in with her for the time being. They didn't have any children and offered Mum and us three children her spare room. We eventually stayed with them until 1946 when my Dad eventually left the army. Auntie Olive lived in the... Read more
Visiting Auntie Freda Eggington at Rose Cottage in Summer.
y nethier did Wendy she fell in love with this prettymyself and my wife wendy took mum,phyllis to visit aunty freda. it was a very long journey as we live in buckinghamshire. rose cottage was so pretty which looked as penton grafton did then, a quiet place, not much traffic and a wonderful peaceness about it. we left mum with aunty freda for a week whilst my wife wendy and i went to boscombe f place. unfortuately, we have not been back as we lost our dear aunty. often wonder if rose cottage is still there or if there is anyone who knew aunty freda,but i suppose like everything things have changed. many,many thanks for a wonderful memory and hope hope things have not changed too much. stephen .or a break. when returning mum did not want to come awa
War Days
My parents lived in the bungalow by Red Post Bridge and I was born in that bungalow. In war time the GI's helped build the railway and my mum kept them in cups of coffee. I think the bundalow was called 'Bosheto', not sure if I've spelt it correct. Anyway they were renting it at the time and the owner decided to sell it, and gave them 1st refusal. They could have bought it for £500. They declined the offer, but if they had bought it I would be living there now.
Boy Scouts
I was in the Wolf Cubs (as they were known at that time) and we used to meet in a room above the old stables at Weyhill. I was there from about 1956. Loved every minute of it. Then went up to the Boy Scouts at the age of 11 in 1959. The Scout Group was known as the "6th Andover, Penton and District" I had two elder brothers in the same group, Roy and Peter.
If you remember any of us then please get in touch.
Memories of my Two Years
We spent two years in Andover, two of the children went to Eastfield School and one daughter was born there. If I remember right, I had to get the baby milk from a pub. I have been back a few times and my goodness what a change has taken place, hardly could find my way around. I remember the really pretty villages, all the thatch roofs, lovely memories.
My Time NearAndover
WE were married in July 1966. As I was stationed at Middle Wallop, after our honeymoon in London we caught the train to Andover and stayed for 2 nights at the White Hart (is that the name? Opposite the old bus station near the canal and post office). We hired a flat on Weyhill Road and decided we must have a washing machine, so with great reluctance bought one on HP - sinful in those days) at a place opposite Squire's electrical shop near the post office.
After a while we moved to rotten old Married Quarters in Middle Wallop and had our first child, Julian there. (He was born at the War Memorial Hospital in Andover - I would go there each evening and stop for a pint at The Railway Tavern near the station.)
Most Saturdays we would do our shopping in Andover - a right fuss that was too as going back we had multiple shopping bags, a baby and a fold-up pram to take on the... Read more
Winchester Street Quaker Burial Ground
This picture brings back childhood memories of the 1940s. Behind the wall on the left was a Quaker burial ground, a small grassy area on which one was free to stand upon.Opposite the wall were thatched cottages which were destroyed by fire later in the same decade I believe. A friend of both me and my sister was living in one of the cottages at the time.
