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AN ANCESTOR FOUND

A recent discovery that my great-great-great-grandparents lived in Tollard Royal, where 3 times gt grandfather Francis Faris was the (black)smith, drew me to the village out of curiosity and in search of any tangible evidence. To my amazement the grave of this ancestor is literally just outside the church door! (It also appears on the photograph of the church on Wikipaedia.) An amazing find on a simply amazing day. A beautiful village bathed in winter sunshine. What a lovely day out. Just need to know more now!

A memory of Tollard Royal, shared by JULIE WILSON.

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I have little knowledge of Ludwell, other than my grandparents, and a few aunts and uncles lived there for an unknown number of years in the 1910s. The cottage they occupied stands on the left at the foot of the hill coming from Shaftesbury. It is recognisable due to the front door being situated at the side of the cottage. Several of my aunts attended the school on the brow of the hill. I can imagine the 'gripes and grumbles' at having to climb the hill on school days, of course the trip home would not be so arduous. I believe the pub almost opposite was utilised as a local courtroom in the mid 1800s, and as such would have seen an ancestor of my late wife hearing the penalties handed out to the father of her base-born' daughter. Her family were living in Tisbury, Wardour, Semley and the Donheads area. It was on a trip to Shaftesbury that we decided to seek out the cottage, [location advised by a cousin whose mother... Read more

A memory of Ludwell, shared by Barrie R Collins.

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A Memory

I have fond memories of Ebbesbourne Wake. During 1957/8 I lived with a friend in a cottage on Mrs Hiscock's Hillside Farm where I milked cows. I socialized with other teens from the Bowerchalke Baptist Church and we often led Sunday services in chapels in the Chalke Valley. Without a car we accessed the cottage late at night by clambering up the footpath that leads almost directly from the centre of the village. I live in the USA now, but whenever I visit England I usually find time to drive from Salisbury to to the village and drive up to where the cottage stood. The cottage no longer exists, but the scene retains its beauty. The bedroom window then, allowed a wonderful view that included the distant spire of Salisbury Cathedral. Today, Ebbesbourne retains its unspoiled charm and never disappoints the visitor.

A memory of Ebbesbourne Wake, shared by John Crighton.

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The Chancellor Family

My Grandparents lived here William and Caroline Chancellor, 3 daughters Peggy Myrtle and Vera, Happy memories

A memory of Fifield Bavant, shared by Ann Della.

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Big Babies

Mum (May Scott) and Dad (Harry) from Eastleigh had a friend who was born in Tisbury and we would all accompany him to his home town for a local 'Carnival' in I think the late autumn, he was Artie Thick (R T Thick) and he and his brothers dressed up in nappies and oversized safety pins and they took it in turns to sit in the pram. Fireworks and bonfires followed until the crowd decided it was time for bed. I believe he passed on at the turn of the century, he owned and drove a succession of Wolseleys, changing models every two years or so, his hobby was building and riding grass track/trials motorbikes sometimes selling his latest creation before he had a chance to enter it in a race. As an engine driver for the railways he never married.

A memory of Tisbury, shared by John Scott.

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Auntie Vi in 1952

My mother, Evelyn (Evie) Smith and my sister Susan(14) and I ( Polly aged 9) visited for about a month with my Auntie Vi in Sutton Mandeville on our way back to the USA after living in Egypt for a year. Auntie Vi had a thatched cottage quite near the road with a lovely hill in back of the house, a vegetable garden and a cow. We were still on food rations but a number of neighbours were very generous in sharing what food they had. One such person named his calf after me which just delighted me. His cow barn was pristine as he had trained the cows to do their business out of the barn. The whole visit was magical and remains sharp in my memories.

A memory of Sutton Mandeville, shared by Polly Harris.

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