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Historic maps of Red Rice and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Red Rice maps
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Red Rice area books
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Hampshire memories
Age Old Custom?
Is this the church where brides 3/4 length wedding gloves were hung from the rafters till they rotted off? Upper Clatford snobs born in a bucket christened in a tub!
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.
RAF Middle Wallop
1946, I was stationed at RAF Middle Wallop and remember the village with watercress beds. Rationing was of the vogue but next to the aerodrome was a bungalow that always supplied eggs and chips to ever hungry airmen.
If anyone remembers me please get in touch. Jack Lawford.
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.
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
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
