Headley Down
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Headley Down books (27 available)
Andover Town Walk Guide
Paperback
Southampton Photographic Memories
Paperback
Winchester Photographic Memories
Paperback
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Headley Down memories
Little Black Houses
This is where our godmother used to live. Her name was Fona, a really lovely lady, we'll always remember her. I was born here in the same little black house that Fona lived in, (she used to live next door, but moved into our house when we moved to Saville Crescent in Bordon). I don't remember Headley Down when I lived there as I was very young when we moved, but when I was older my elder sister used to take me there on a bus from Bordon, always on a Saturday. Fona would take us blackberry picking and we would play in the large back garden for hours. I remember there were loads of fir trees and the houses seemed ...read more here
Contributed by barbara ingarfield
Hampshire memories
Little Black Houses
This is where our godmother used to live. Her name was Fona, a really lovely lady, we'll always remember her. I was born here in the same little black house that Fona lived in, (she used to live next door, but moved into our house when we moved to Saville Crescent in Bordon). I don't remember Headley Down when I lived there as I was very young when we moved, but when I was older my elder sister used to take me there on a bus from Bordon, always on a Saturday. Fona would take us blackberry picking and we would play in the large back garden for hours. I remember there were loads of fir trees and the houses seemed ...read more here
A memory of Headley Down contributed by barbara ingarfield
the 1960'S
I CAN REMEMBER THE FISHING AT WAGGONERS WELLS, THERE WAS 4 OF US MY BROTHER AND I AND TWO FRIENDS WE USED TO FISH THE THIRD LAKE SOMETIMES WE WOULD STAY OVERNIGHT ALTHOUGH I DONT THINK YOU WERE SUPPOSED TO.
I CAN ALSO REMEMBER AN OLD GENTLEMAN IN A FLAT CAP NOT SURE WHO HE WAS OR WHAT HIS JOB WAS (BAILIFF PERHAPS ?) OR DID HE LIVE IN THE TEA SHOP PAST THE THIRD LAKE NOT SURE. I HAVEN'T BEEN THERE FOR YEARS AS I NOW LIVE IN NORTH OXFORDSHIRE BUT DO INTEND TO VIST VERY SOON.
DOES ANYBODY KNOW WHO THIS GENTLEMAN WAS ?
A memory of Waggoners Wells contributed by patrick sweeney
Bordon
This was a lovely quiet village when I first came here. Unfortunately, it is becoming run down and untidy. Pity, really. We seem to be having all the throw outs from other places. When the army goes (if they go), this will be a dumping ground for all types of undesireables.
A memory of Bordon contributed by brian powell
Extracts From Headley Down & Hampshire books
This is a relatively modern development, while a mile and half away is the older village of Headley. There are still plenty of trees here. The church has a peal of six bells, given in 1935 in the memory of Mr and Mrs McAndrew, who donated the village hall to the Women’s Institute. Nearby, Headley Mill is still working, and is a popular beauty spot.
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".







