South Tidworth
South Tidworth photos (5 available)
South Tidworth maps (2 available)
South Tidworth books (27 available)
Andover Town Walk Guide
Paperback
Southampton Photographic Memories
Paperback
Winchester Photographic Memories
Paperback
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my early years
my memories relate from the very early forties till the early eighties. I was born in Andover in 1937.My mother was a Lambourne and was born in Thruxton in 1903 at Rose cottage which is just to the left of the "George" looking southwards. My mother was one eight children born at Rose Cottage between 1894 and 1904 .The children being:Margaret Nina;Reginal Bertram;Olive Marion;Kathleen Violet;Montague Hugo;John Henry;MARGARET SYBIL;William Cyril. My mother being Margaret Sybil. My grandfather was Glennie Lambourne who was a Baker.The Bakery was to the left of the GEORGE and to the right of the post office which was almost opposite Rose Cottage. Glennie had a contract to supply the army at Tidworth. Ludgershal and Bulford. There ...read more here
A memory of Thruxton contributed by ronald hodgson
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 ...read more here
A memory of Amport contributed by yvonne walker nee smith
My Home
I lived in Rose Cottage from mid 1965 to July 1966 when we were posted to Germany. At the time it was divided into two cottages. Myself, my husband and my 6mths old son lived in no2 which was the cottage on the left side looking front on. My husband was in the army. We had a choice of Rose Cottage or Apple Tree Cottage in King Lane. My next door neighbour was Margaret also an Army wife. We spent a fair bit of time on our own whilst are husbands were on exercises, so we became involved with the church fete and we spent hours making fudge to sell on the stalls. We had a great time. While living there ...read more here
A memory of Over Wallop contributed by mary rowlands
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.
A memory of Middle Wallop contributed by Jack Lawford
Extracts From South Tidworth & Hampshire books
South Tidworth is situated in the Test Valley, but in the 1974 boundary changes it ended up in Wiltshire. These thatched cottages are by the old Reading Room on the North and South Tidworth borders. In front of the Reading Room is a red telephone box. To the left of the telephone box is the Royal Ordnance depot that issued clothing and equipment to Army personnel.
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".
Following the death of Oliver Cromwell,
the Lord Protector in 1668 and the
restoration of the monarchy in 1660,
Benjamin Laney returned and reclaimed the
title of Rector of Buriton and Petersfield for
the Protestant cause, immediately handing
over to Edmund Barker who was then
appointed rector (1660-1668). He would
doubtless have met King Charles II on the
monarch’s overnight visits to Petersfield on
his way to and from Portsmouth to visit
his Royal Navy and to inspect the defences
of the dockyard. It is just possible that he
also met the King’s mistress, Louise de
Kérouaille, who was considered worthy of
the title The Baroness Petersfield.
An extract from from"Petersfield - A History & Celebration".







