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Tangley maps
Historic maps of Tangley and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Tangley maps
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Tangley area books
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Memories of Tangley
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School
I went to Chute school, starting in 1952 as a four year old. Many happy times at the school until, at the age of 11, I left to go to Andover Grammer. That was an enormouse school as in all my days at Chute St Nicholas there was never more that 30 kids in the whole school. I would love to hear from anyone who was at Chute between 1952 and 1959.
Childhood Escapism
My aunt and uncle, Jan and Keith Harman, lived in Enham after their marriage in 1965, initially in Dunham Lane, I think it was called - a development of prefabs that backed onto the woods. I spent school holidays loving the freedom of the woods at the end of the garden and long walks to Smannel, cadging lifts off my aunt's friend Margaret McCrill who lived round the corner from me in Andover but worked at the Enham Industries. I remember being dropped off outside the factory and walking through the early morning mists to Dunham Lane.
The Penton From 1939 Until 1951
When the Second World War was declared, my family consisted of Mum and Dad, my elder brother Bob and my baby sister Ann. I was four, Bob was eleven and Ann was three. My father was a staff sergeant in the RAMC. We were living in married accomodation at Kempton Barracks, Bedford (the depot of the Beds and Herts Regiment). When war was declared my father along with the rest of the regular army was immediately mobilised, and he was posted for active service. Within days my mother was told that we had to vacate the accommodation, which meant we were homeless. Mum and Dad had spent their entire marriage in army quarters. Mother's younger sister, Auntie Olive, lived with her husband Albert Eggington in Penton. She agreed that we could move in with her for the time being. They didn't have any children and offered Mum and us three children her spare room. We eventually stayed with them until 1946 when my Dad eventually left the army. Auntie Olive lived in the... Read more
Visiting Auntie Freda Eggington at Rose Cottage in Summer.
y nethier did Wendy she fell in love with this prettymyself and my wife wendy took mum,phyllis to visit aunty freda. it was a very long journey as we live in buckinghamshire. rose cottage was so pretty which looked as penton grafton did then, a quiet place, not much traffic and a wonderful peaceness about it. we left mum with aunty freda for a week whilst my wife wendy and i went to boscombe f place. unfortuately, we have not been back as we lost our dear aunty. often wonder if rose cottage is still there or if there is anyone who knew aunty freda,but i suppose like everything things have changed. many,many thanks for a wonderful memory and hope hope things have not changed too much. stephen .or a break. when returning mum did not want to come awa
Granny Green's Shop.
The building in the middle of this photo was the village shop. It was owned by my grandmother, Hilda Green. It seemed to me as a child to sell just about everything I could ever have needed in my life. Granny was also the parcels agent for the Wilts & Dorset Bus Company. Upstairs was a room that we called the 'Toy Bedroom', and spread out on the floor were loads of very old toys, still in their dusty boxes. We were allowed on special occasions to select one from the pile.
Set back in between the shop and the cottage on the left of the photograph was a narrow tumbledown cottage. This served as the workshop for my grandfather, Maurice Green, who ran the local carpenters' shop, together with my father, Geoffrey Green.
Just inside the front door was the bike shed, where people could leave their steeds, when they took the bus to work.
Opposite was the Post Office with its two Esso petrol pumps and its... Read more
Granny And Grandad Green
I remember going to visit Granny and Grandad Green every Sunday mornign with my father, Geoffrey Green. When out visit was over, usually I was allowed a 'treat' from the shop that Granny Green ran. We would go through from the house, and the choosing would commence! I remember metal tins of biscuits, with a drop-down see-through lid, so you could see what was inside. I vividly remember choosing a magic painting book, and being really excited and couldn't wait to get home (1 Rookery Cottages, Hurstbourne Tarrant) to get started on it! Imagine my disappointment when I opened the book only to find it half done! As the shop was obviously damp, it had been nearly completed for me! Years later, my mother, Hilda, was to work there, employed by Rowley, who used to be the baker in the village, in the shop in Church Street, where my mother also worked in the shop. I remember before my mother worked there, the shop being run by Heather, and we would... Read more
Phil And Gail Buckingham
Unless I am mistaken, the house on the left in this photo was formerly owned by Phil and Gail Buckingham and is called "Shepherd's Peace". Phil and Gail became friends of my parents while they lived briefly in New Zealand in the 1950's, around the time I came into the world.
When I lived in the UK as a young man in the 1970's, I visited them often in Hurstbourne Tarrant and spent many enjoyable Sundays (and sometimes weekends) with them.
I have been to the UK numerous times over the intervening years and kept in regular contact with Phil and Gail up until the times of their deaths. On my most recent trip in 2006, I visited the church and spent some time at their headstones remembering what wonderful people they were.
I would love to hear from anyone who might be able to confirm that this is indeed, their house in the photo, and anyone who knew them and who would share some memories of them.
