Memories of Pirbright
My mother lived in Admirals Walk during the Second World War. Her father was a Spanish official posted in London who hired the property to spare his family the bombing raids over the capital. The house belonged at that time to a British family whose members were serving in the army and could not live in Pirbright. Among the ancestors of that family there was an admiral who lost his life in the battle of Trafalgar. The name of the house stems from a legend according to which the ghost of the late admiral showed up on certain nights walking by the house. Although my mother never saw the spectre, as she would have wished, she keeps beautiful memories of those difficult days in Britain, full of courage and ...Read full memory
My name is Dawn Thompson, I grew up in one of the Cottages next to the Pub (no 3). My father Peter Thompson, worked there for many years. I remember the Hunt meetings and I remember Tom Hatton, who ran it many years ago. After him, Geoff Walkling took it over with his family. My mum Elsie Thompson, worked there for a ...Read full memory
I was born at Bakers Gate, (which is oppsite the "research station), in 1939. I moved away in 1959. My parents continued there until they retired and went to live at 3, The Terrace in the village. Bakers Gate was my world, until I went to school at Pirbright in 1944. There were no other children to play ...Read full memory
I am interested in contacting other people who remember scrambling in Purbright in the 1950`s. I have many photos of riders and would welcome any information that other readers have. Edwin Moody.