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Historic maps of Pentridge and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Pentridge maps
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Sixpenny Handley| Bowerchalke| Cranborne| Broad Chalke| Bishopstone| Berwick St John| Alderholt| Coombe Bissett| Verwood
Pentridge area books
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The Chancellor Family
My Grandparents lived here William and Caroline Chancellor, 3 daughters Peggy Myrtle and Vera, Happy memories
Broad Chalk Garage
My uncle Fred Moon had this garage from the mid 1930s till he retired, he was also the village blacksmith. He was a great prankster, if a rep came to the garage that did not know Fred and asked for Mr Moon, Fred would look round and say "He must have gone to Salisbury and he won't be back till late". He used to take me for long walks up on the local downs and also to the watercress beds. We also used to visit a Kate Penny who had a shop at Bower Chalke. My Uncle Hugh Moon also lived at Broad Chalke.
A Memory
I have fond memories of Ebbesbourne Wake. During 1957/8 I lived with a friend in a cottage on Mrs Hiscock's Hillside Farm where I milked cows. I socialized with other teens from the Bowerchalke Baptist Church and we often led Sunday services in chapels in the Chalke Valley. Without a car we accessed the cottage late at night by clambering up the footpath that leads almost directly from the centre of the village. I live in the USA now, but whenever I visit England I usually find time to drive from Salisbury to to the village and drive up to where the cottage stood. The cottage no longer exists, but the scene retains its beauty. The bedroom window then, allowed a wonderful view that included the distant spire of Salisbury Cathedral. Today, Ebbesbourne retains its unspoiled charm and never disappoints the visitor.
AN ANCESTOR FOUND
A recent discovery that my great-great-great-grandparents lived in Tollard Royal, where 3 times gt grandfather Francis Faris was the (black)smith, drew me to the village out of curiosity and in search of any tangible evidence. To my amazement the grave of this ancestor is literally just outside the church door! (It also appears on the photograph of the church on Wikipaedia.) An amazing find on a simply amazing day. A beautiful village bathed in winter sunshine. What a lovely day out. Just need to know more now!
A Good Place to Live
My mum & dad along with my brother & me came to live in Fovant in 1952. Mum & dad owned the butchers shop in the village. My brother Brian & me went to the school, we both made lots of friends. It was a good school, the teachers were nice. Every Sunday my dad played the organ at Fovant church. There was lots of things to do in Fovant. We played football in the street, went for bike rides around the other villages. I had lots of pets. I had a lamb called Larry, I used to take him for a walk on a lead. One day the Bishop of Salisbury came to see my dad & because dad was busy in the shop the Bishop had to wait . I was going for a walk with my lamb so the Bishop asked me if I minded if he came with me. I said that was ok, so we went down the village, it was great fun. Sadly mum&... Read more
Holidays
First holidays I remember 1939 and 1940. We stayed on a farm in Fovant, owned by the Brashers. The farmhouse was very old, had a thatched roof and a huge kitchen chimney with hams hung in it. My great uncle Fred Allen and Aunt Hannah used to live in a very small cottage up the lane from the farm - it was one of a row of cottages converted from an old chapel. We caught the bus from Salisbury station to Fovant. I think it only went on Saturdays and Wednesdays. It was one of the old type Charabancs. I just remember how rickety it seemed. The small river flowed past the farmhouse and there were steps down to it. The road ran in front of the farm house and crossed a bridge very closeby. I never went again, but my brother did a few years later and stayed with boy called Dennis, who lived in or near the mill. Anybody recognise/remember the farmhouse and the people?
Auntie Vi in 1952
My mother, Evelyn (Evie) Smith and my sister Susan(14) and I ( Polly aged 9) visited for about a month with my Auntie Vi in Sutton Mandeville on our way back to the USA after living in Egypt for a year. Auntie Vi had a thatched cottage quite near the road with a lovely hill in back of the house, a vegetable garden and a cow. We were still on food rations but a number of neighbours were very generous in sharing what food they had. One such person named his calf after me which just delighted me. His cow barn was pristine as he had trained the cows to do their business out of the barn. The whole visit was magical and remains sharp in my memories.
