Nostalgic memories of Pinehurst's local history

Share your own memories of Pinehurst and read what others have said

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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My mum and all her brothers and sisters were in hilgarth children's home, half have passed away half surviving, they suffered years of cruel abuse both physical and mental, my aunt Fran always says why is there no one to hear our story, or are they waiting for us all to be dead? I would love to hear from anyone who was in the childrens home, to pass on messages to my aunty Fran also known as RoseXxxx
I was there in about 1983! It were a bit mad lol
my name is Richard sargent,I was at Pinehurst in1961/2. had a happy time there as oldest boy,left when I finished school at 15. I think there where about 15 boys there in my time,I remember the grounds which where large with chickens and a large veggy patch,and the lawn was big enough for cricket and football,also enjoyed playing and cycling in sandhurst. Sad to say I cant remember any of the other boys ...see more
My brother (Nigel) and I were in Pinehurst in 1964. I left in 1967 and my bother remained there for three more years. At that time Maurice Goldsworthy was in charge with his wife Elsie and son Neil. I know now that as memory fades over the years that you forget some of the names of the other boys at the home. Any memory joggers from that time would be most welcome. I also attended ...see more
my husband believes he could have been in pinehurst he was only five his mum had turburculosis and his sister meningitis he can remember being taken by ambulance with his baby brother and has disribed the home to me with every little detail but cant remember the name of the home if any body has a photograph it would be lovely as he is terminally ill it would nice if we could solve this hope somebody can help kind regards marian howard
Hi, I have been looking for a site like this so I could look back at Pinehurst. I was the longest serving boy at the home - went in at 8 and came out at 16. 1979 was when I started a good life there. I have so many great memories of Pinehurst and all the boys and staff, it would be great to catch up with some of them and re-live the good old days. I did go back to get some photos of the house only to find that it ...see more
My father came home from the war and my mother had been having an affair with an army friend of his and he was living with him so my father was ejected from the house. The council became involved and my two sisters went in to foster homes. I kept asking my mother when will I see them again and one day she said to me you will see your sisters today. We went to the magistrate court at Farnham where I met my sisters we ...see more
David Share was a very good freind of mine. I have a photo of him at the school fete and would love to speak with him. We used to save stamps and do swops together. I still save stamps and have quite a collection now.
Memories of Camberley come from my childhood days as an orphan residing at 'Pinehurst', a Surrey County Child Welfare Home 1949-1953. I was put there as a 9-year-old and recall spending a very happy part of my youth there. I attended a primary school, the name of which my memory refuses to recall (Park Road?). Later on I attended France Hill House School, the headmaster being a Mr ...see more