The Hunt Stables c1955, Stadhampton
The Hunt Stables c1955, Stadhampton Ref: S782010
Memories of The Hunt Stables c1955, Stadhampton
Town/e Family
My Great Great Grandmother,Eliza Town was born here in 1831. In 1854 she married James Barnard Balmer in St.Mary's Portsea,Hampshire,who was a Plasterer by trade.
If anyone knows anything about the Town/e family from Stadhampton,please get in touch with me.
Stadhampton & local memories
Read and share memories of Stadhampton and Oxfordshire inspired by Frith photos.
A Glance Backwards
I came to live in Stadhampton in 1954 from Henley on Thames. My father was the village Policeman. I found that even for 1954 life in Stadhampton was comparatively primitive compared with what I was used to! But it was a very good life for all that. Life was gentler, slower and bore far more comparison with Victorian England than I had been used to. The village was full of 'characters'. George the Postman still suffered from Second World War shell shock. He could not/did not speak, just 'zuzzed' his way through life. He made a perfectly competent local postman, cycling around the village with his collie dog parked in the carrier on the front of his bike. Would he be employed as postman (postie) now? Not a chance. The social life of the village was centred around the Village Hall, the venue for the Youth Club, Cinema, Dances - this old thatched barn of a structure was one of the... Read more
Childhood Memories
I lived in Stadhampton from 1949 - 1952. When I was eight years old living in Rutland my parents split up leaving my Dad with three small boys rather suddenly. As was often the case in those days I was shipped out and came to Stadhampton to live with my aunt & uncle Lottie & Reg Wood during term time at what was then No1, The Close in School Lane (after other houses were built in the row it became no11). It was an interesting and rather scary experience, for all parties I suspect! A middle aged couple with no children suddenly have their routine and space invaded by a fairly lively and large 8 year old used to playing with two brothers noisily. I went to the village school at the end of the Lane which is now a private house. At that time the head teacher was Mrs Burston who wore her hair in a bun and was very strict but fair. She lived in the school house with... Read more
