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Restall's store
My Mum, Eileen Waight, walked past Restall's on her way to school c1928. Her mother bought her groceries at the store.
A memory of Denmead contributed by Zoe Seed
Happy childhood 1942-1953
My name is Howard Johnson. I lived in Thompsons Lane. I went to Old School 1945-53. Mr Cleary was my first headmaster, replaced by Mrs Jones. Teachers were Mr Mogeridge, Miss Pitt, Miss Abbot. I was in the football team with Trevor Kilner, W Wildsmith, Peter Knight, Dave Rocket, John Clark (all I can remember). I worked as a boy on Carpenters Farm (now renamed I think). Mr Player was the farmer. Farmer Bendall used to fly an Auster aircraft from a field near the school. In the bad winter of 1947 I collected over 100 German incendary bombs hung up in hedges, local policeman collected them and threw them in a pond at the top of Thompsons Lane, there is ...read more here
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MY MUM USED TO BIKE OVER FROM NORTH BOARHUNT TO SOBERTON EVERY THURSDAY WHEN I WAS SMALL.
She had a small seat fixed at the back so that she could take me too,i had to sit on a blanket as it was hard.It use to take a while and i use to sit back there and sing my heart out,as i was so small people could not see me until we had gone pass,and i am sure they thought it was my mum singing.We use to go to the end of trampers lane and turn left pass Newtown school,then turn first right pass what was Miles garage,nothing to do with us.On in to inerfield lane sorry folks if i spelt that ...read more here
A memory of Soberton contributed by Vanessa Hillman(nee Miles)
Newtown School
I remember I hadn't had my 5th birthday, and my mum said that tomorrow I was going to start school. School, I thought, whats that!.
The next day I was dressed up and at about 8.30 a small van with seats arrived outside my house, mum took me outside and kissed me and said I was to behave myself and to enjoy the day. "Ok mum, bye."
The van stopped outside a house, or that's what it looked like to me, and a lady came to the van and opened the door. "Come on children let's be having you out." she said. Ok I thought, I will see where we are going.
We were taken into a big room and were ...read more here
A memory of Newtown contributed by Vanessa Hillman(nee Miles)
Extracts From Hambledon & Hampshire books
The Bishop of Winchester granted a weekly market here in the 13th century, and looking at this photograph of one of the village streets, little has changed since the mid 1950s. It is hard to believe that it was once a prosperous, fast-growing town. The church was enlarged several times and later restored.
An extract from from"Hampshire Revisited Photographic Memories".
When we look at this photograph, our eyes are instantly drawn to the church in the distance. Few people owned a car at this time. It looks as if the Ford Zephyr on the right has an L-plate on its bumper - perhaps the owner of the house is learning to drive. At this time, red telephone boxes like the one on the right were a common sight.
An extract from from"Hampshire Living 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".







