Barton On Sea
Barton On Sea photos (15 available)
Barton On Sea maps (2 available)
Barton On Sea books (27 available)
Andover Town Walk Guide
Paperback
Southampton Photographic Memories
Paperback
Winchester Photographic Memories
Paperback
- 3 photos on Barton On Sea appear in 2 Frith books - View photos of Barton On Sea
- Read extracts and see photos from these books on Barton On Sea and Hampshire
Barton On Sea memories
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Hampshire memories
The Hut
My grandmother, Ellen Jane St. John, owned a cottage/cabin/ex-WWI Army Hut, appropriately called The Hut on Westover Road and it was my job when first arriving from Southamton in her Standard 8 car to cut the grass. Being a large area, for my young size, it took half-a-day to complete the task. There was no electricity, the place being lit with paraffin lamps when night fell. Besides walking along the beach to see what destruction the latest storm had wrecked and washed up, I loved to catch lizards as they basked in the sun on the bank that ran along Westover Road. Another enjoyment was helping the milkman deliver his milk early in the morning on the horse-and-cart. Sadly all good ...read more here
A memory of Milford On Sea contributed by Michael Gale
My whole life
I have lived in Everton my whole life. I love the village. I am a respectable citizen of Everton and have lived for nearly 18 years in Frys Lane.
I hope other people enjoy the atmosphere as much as I do.
Makeala x
A memory of Everton contributed by Makeala Wheatcroft
visits with my auntie Joan
I loved this charming village, I remember the 'fishmonger' and the 'greengrocer' bringing their wares from door to door with their 'horsedrawn' carts (yes, even in 1956). I used to walk her dog with auntie Joan to this very post office to mail letters and get 'bits and pieces". Auntie Joan always loved the small country places, she lived in many places like this because of her husband's work.
I had the privelage of visiting all her 'little hidaways' throughout England and Scotland.
A memory of Bransgore contributed by deborah rowsell
Parcels
The Post Office brings back many happy memories. In 1954 to 1957 I served in the RAF at Sopley. Some of us would walk to the Post Office to send letters home & meet friends we had made in the village. If anyone remembers the good times we had...
Thankyou. - B Haywood
A memory of Bransgore contributed by brian haywood
Extracts From Barton On Sea & Hampshire books
To the left of this photograph lies a golf course; over time more land has had to be purchased owing to erosion. In front of the chemist is a 1950 Daimler Consort saloon. The novelist Elizabeth Goudge lived with her parents in nearby Barton Lane. She wrote that Barton was ‘a flat green plateau that is now a vast bungalow town’.
An extract from from"Hampshire Living Memories".
Geologically the cliffs at Barton-on-Sea are very colourful, not unlike those across the Solent on the Isle of Wight. The area around is rich hunting territory for the collector of fossils.
An extract from from"New Forest Photographic Memories".
The cenotaph in the High Street
commemorates those who died in battle but
whose remains lie elsewhere. It is of unusual
and classic appearance; it was designed by
the architect Harry Inigo Triggs, who had
travelled and studied in Italy. The detailing is
borrowed from the eight blank panels in the
Medici chapel in Florence; on these panels
are carved the names of the town’s dead of
the First World War. (Plaques were added
after the Second World War commemorating
the 54 young men who died on duty away
from home during that conflict). After much
deliberation over an appropriate location for
the town’s memorial, it was erected by the
mason Andrew Perryman of Dragon Street in
its present position early in 1922 - a position
in the Square was discounted.
In the wake of the war, under the auspices of
the Housing Act of 1919, the country set about
building ‘homes fit for heroes’. The first of these
were built in Noreuil Road, which was named
after a little village of some 100 inhabitants
near Arras in France. Petersfield had adopted
the village to help with its reconstruction, and
a letter thanking the town for gifts of parcels
of clothing and coloured wall maps to brighten
the schoolroom was signed by J Nicholai, the
schoolmistress at Noreuil.
The Electricity Supply Act of 1919 gave
rise to an application by Dr R J Cross,
Mr T A Crawter and Mr C W Seaward,
who wanted to form a company to supply
electric light to Petersfield. The plan was for
a generator on land located to the rear of the
Volunteer Arms (now Meon Close), with a
frontage on Frenchmans Road. (Note that
the company was only to supply electric light,
not power). With houses having only 40-watt
lamps, it is unlikely that a supply greater than
20 kilowatts would be required. Tom Crawter’s
house, Clare Cross, was the first house in
Petersfield to be lighted by electricity.
Nevertheless, there was enough power to
supply the Electric Theatre with the town’s
first film shows. The first cinema stood at the
corner between Chapel Street and Swan Street
- in fact, the demolition of the Swan public
house made way for the Electric Theatre.
That first cinema was replaced by the Savoy
Cinema in 1935, and is now a nightclub.
An extract from from"Petersfield - A History & Celebration".
And now to the greatest
mystery: who were the people
who raised the tumuli or burial
mounds on Petersfield Heath
during the Bronze Age some
1,000 years after the Stone Age?
Today, Petersfield is home to one
of the most numerous collections
of Bronze Age burial mounds
in England. Unfortunately, the
planting of conifers on the
mounds in Victorian times and
the mixed tree growth of the
last 50 years has successfully
camouflaged the outline of the
tumuli and largely hidden them
from the casual view (see page
11). To create mounds like this
would have required the labour
of many people, and they appear
to have been built over many
years, if not centuries. So where
did these people live? Why have
they left us no clues to tell us
where they came from?
Did they come from miles
around to bury the ashes of their
dead princes here? Were they
nomads carrying the remains
from a fair distance to a sacred
spot or a clearing in the forest?
Or is it possible that someone
may yet find their habitation site
here within the town itself? In all
probability we shall never ever
know the answer, and the mystery
will remain for all time.
An extract from from"Petersfield - A History & Celebration".
MOST OF this first chapter has to be
supposition, for the facts are few and far
between, but certainly two requirements
were just as important in the past as they are
now in the 21st century: firstly, the lie of the
land was and is still critical to a successful
place to camp for the night; and secondly,
man’s intelligence was and is needed to
make the right decisions on where to camp.
An extract from from"Petersfield - A History & Celebration".







