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All Souls School ?

can anyone confirm or not that the building to the right of what looks to be a pub is All Souls School.

A memory of Cheriton contributed by alan linkman

Lives in Cheriton High Street

From early 1920's until the late 1970's my husband's family occupied homes in Cheriton. At first in Whitby Road, then for many years at 129 Cheriton High Street, next to their good friends the Priestleys.

Names associated with them were also the Horton Family, the Nokes and the Guigan/Carsons.

Hubby, now sadly gone, used to fondly recall that his parents drank rarely but on fine summer Saturday afternoons would stroll, hand-in-hand through the years, to the high street public house, for 'a half' in the gardens.
All 'the boys' were in the services and came and went as necessary.

Their parents though remained, taking in youngsters from time-totime during the bombing and providing the solid background these ...read more here
A memory of Cheriton contributed by Olivia R-S

Little boys & dusty lanes

My husband and his family came from Cheriton and surrounding districts. He attended this school from age 5yrs through to school leaving, for a short trial apprenticeship with the local butcher.
His mother and father were keen, of course, especially as in those days the apprentices received 'bonus' in the form of a selection on Saturday mornings. Sausages for the youngest, chops, then 'cuts and joints' for the proven staff.

Knowing him as I did, later, it is easy to appreciate that butchering would never be his calling. He transferred to building & carpentry then v.v.successful nursing career after his period in the Aircraft section of RAF.

Which made all the funnier his humorously recalled walks ...read more here
A memory of Cheriton contributed by Olivia R-S

Caesar's Camp 1948

Hi Su, I also have happy memories of playing on the hills behind Cheriton when visiting my grandparents. Much more fun than going to the beach. We (my sisters, brother and myself) would cut through the allotments and raid a couple of carrot beds on our way to supplement our picnic of sandwiches and National Health orange squash (lovely). We would spend a whole day playing in the hills, and my parents were happy with t he knoweldge that we were safe. Ceasar's Camp, a large and precious memory of my very happy childhood.
Sylvia Mulley (nee Hastings)
A memory of Cheriton contributed by Sylvia Mulley