Red Post Bridge memories
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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.
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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.
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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
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
Village Days
I was born in Upper Clatford in 1945. I have fond memories the good and bad times. I went to the local school where we would draw on slates with chalks. I used to live in cottages now pulled down. There was a well at the bottom of the path where I drew water in a wooden bucket. I had a dog, Tiny was his name. My friends and myself often went to play in the old chalk pit. I was brought up in a family by my mother, May. Sister Dot, father John and myself, Maurice Owen. If anyone has any memories of my family please contact me on: maurice-66@mail.com.
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