Tiptoe
Tiptoe maps
Historic maps of Tiptoe and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Tiptoe maps
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Hampshire memories
Sway in my Time
My family have lived in Sway all their lives. My father, Peter Veal and mother, Pam Veal my grandparents Jim and Ida Dukes. i now live in Ireland but still remember the the New Forest and all its changing seasons. I still have freinds in the village, John Webb, a local artist,who now lives in Lyminghton - I have known John all my life and still keep in touch. The place of Sway has not changed that much from when I was a child. I remember the old railway line that ran from Brockenhust to Ringwood and the school which is now a wood burning center. I think that it is very important in life to remember where you came from, and all of my happiest times were spent in Sway and the New Forest.
Brockenhurst County High School
I attended Brockenhurst C.H.S. from 1950 until 1953 and lived in Sway with my parents. I was the first Amercan admitted to the school. I came across this site after feeling nostalgic and decided to refresh my memories of the New Forest. My wife and I revisited the area on two occasions and nothing had changed. Dr. Woods was Headmaster at the time and was very helpful in assisting my adjustment. As you can imagine, it was somewhat of a dramatic change but I soon made friends and fell in step with my classmates. I was not however, much of a scholar and was tutored by several teachers. Mr. Lee was quite an influence and someone I admired. My recollection of the New Forest area included the Brockenhurst Golf Club where I learned the game assisted by Clive Cargil the resident professional. I remember the Botting family in Sway who were goood friends and owned the petrol station. I have been in contact with Colin Andrews, who I beieve is... Read more
Wreck at Hordle Cliff
As a young boy of 9 or so, living in Barton on Sea, sometime around 1952, I remember a ship washing up in a storm on the beach at Hordle Cliff. During the time before it was re-floated, the local youth had the opportunity to clamber all over the wreck. I remember examining the engine room and was quite taken with all the pipework down there. I have not found any references to date about this wreck/grounding on the net. The year could be out by a couple of years.
New Milton
My parents moved to the Bournemouth area at the end of WW2, and purchased the Clock Cafe property at 18 Whitefield Road. The Hants & Dorset buses used to treat the bus stop across the road as a terminus, and frequented the cafe for tea and sandwiches between runs. My parents ran the cafe for a while before leasing it to others. In the same building was the Humber Hire business and my mother resumed her hair styling business in the upstairs rooms. Over the years, the building was developed to the pavement building line with a two storey extension. The original building doors and windows were removed and replaced with steel girders so that the old house was hardly recognizable. My parents eventually sold the building in the late 1960's, but our teenage family spirits must still haunt the place.
New Milton Memories
I remembering exploring the back streets of New Milton, Ashley, Bashley and Barton on Sea on my bike as a 10 year old. Phelps supermarket was mum's main food shopping weekly destination. Burgess News Agency was where she would buy our weekly comic. My siblings would cherish their weekly read. I had 'Topper' while my brothers and sister had 'Beano', 'Victor' and 'Tammy'. I remember the excitement of unwrapping the Comic Annuals from our Christmas stocking each year. Our Hornby trainset would often see the dining room daylight but not as much as my brother's Britain's farm set! We all at some stage went to New Milton Junior School and 2 of us went to Gore Road Secondary School (now Arnewood) before emigrating to Australia in 1970. Ballard Lake was the place to trial my eldest brother's model motor boat. The ducks were as intrigued as we were. The local Rec would often be the place to vent our football enthusiasm. My brother and I used to challenge... Read more
Station Road Early 1950's
The Town Library was located across the road from Burgess' news agent/bookstore, the source of my Tiger and Eagle weekly comics - as a young library member I plowed my way along the Biggles Air Ace library shelves, and through the Enid Blighton's Adventure series which my brothers also shared with me - these books sparked our young imaginations and no doubt were the inspiration of many of our adventures - there was a WW2 bomb shelter in front of the library, a real eye-sore - as a kid I was dared, and went inside but it stank of things better not described, and was a repository of every broken bottle in town - then the shelter was sealed up and eventually broken up and removed.
Railway Station Yard
My parent's business on Whitefield Road backed onto the sidings of the rail station. The coal wagons were shunted onto a track alongside the public pathway. The Coal Merchants had their office shacks on the entrance way to the station. Every day the coal lorries would back up to the coal wagons, and the coal gangs would shovel coal into jute sacks and fill up their lorries with the days deliveries. The shoveling and delivery was dirty work, and these men were always covered in coal dust. I spent much time watching the work from the pathway, until they got fed up being watched and waved me away so they could continue their stories.
