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Historic maps of Upton and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Upton maps
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Upton area books
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Wartime Boarding School
I was evacuated from London to Blewbury Healm-wic Boarding School in 1941 (the thatched cottage shown in the photograph). The Williamson sisters ran the school, owned I believe by their brother, a naval architect (submarines). They opened the school for refugee children, teaching many subjects including Maths, French, English, Literature, Art, Geography and History.
My sister and I spent many happy years at the school, visiting racing stables, church fetes wtih donkey races (jockeyed by Gordon Richards and other renowned names). The school had the use of a cherry orchard with cows, chickens etc.
I remember the church, thatched wall path ways and the 'Load of Mischief' and 'Barley Mow' pubs. In my later years I played for the local cricket team. I matriculated in Oxford and finally moved back to London.
Boarding School Memories
My friend Catharine (Katie) was also at this school in 1946/47, about 7 years old before moving to South Africa. I remember walking in a crocodile line, carrying a hot brick to keep warm, on the walk to the vicarage. Mostly happy memories of Laurie & sisters Phylis & Dorothy Williamson & Prue. Miss Maggs (Sally) looked after the animals in the orchard.
Boot Inn 1955, Now The Old Boot, A Private House
Ceased operation as a pub in 1959. Now (2007) privately occupied by the Beran family. Previous owners were a builder who divided the land, the village schoolmaster, and the Jarvis'. A few relics of its pub days remain with serving hatches still visible and vertical planking in the hallway. The black rectangle to the left of the building was the privy, now gone. The large tree behind has gone but we have a Silver Birch of equal size by the front gate.
Broadway Has Not Changed ! Though Woollies Has Gone.
My Family lived here in 1955.- Dad worked in Army Police, Mum was a Housewife. I remember riding on the back of my Mum"s bike - playing near the woods with my sister (prohibited!) - travelling on the last steam train to Wallingford, and having to walk 1/2 mile to school every day along Park Road (past the famous Tin Peas Factory). But the Best memory was buying my 1st 7 inch record for 1 shilling and 2 pence called "Portrait of my Love" sang by Mat Munroe at-- where you ask? Woolworths of course ! Agh the good old 50"s.
Kiln Cottage
Not so much a memory more a request. Does anyone remember a place called Kiln Cottage which I understand was an orchard/?farm? I had a postcard from my grandfather to my grandmother when he was in the forces address to 1 Kiln Cottage, Didcot. Very old members of the family (even older than me) remember visiting the farm as children. My grandparents were William Thomas and Elsie (or Alice) Dollimore. I would love to know if anyone had any memories as I am attempting my family tree. My email address is pw007g3283@blueyonder.co.uk
Sheila Carrington
Matthew Kimbers Cross
As a child I remember a cross made of iron painted green at the roadside between the two turnings into East Hendred. It bore the name "Matthew Kimber". Daffodils would appear there in the spring. Can anyone tell me what it was about?
Evacuation to West Hendred From 1941 to 1946
I was evacuated at the age of 4 yrs with my mother, Catherine and younger brother Alfred. We had been buried alive in a shelter, in Upton Park, East London and only saved when someone heard my mother screaming for help. I don't know how we got to WH but am told my mother arrived in the same dress she was wearing when she was dug out, it was soaking wet still. I wish I had got more information from her before she passed on. My father had to stay behind in London and eventually joined the army for the duration. My three elder sisters, Joan, Kath and Patricia had previously been evacuated to Wantage and in time we all came to live at Alpha Cottage in the village.When we arrived in the village , we were put up at The Vicarage, next to the church, and was looked after by a lady who was known as Lady Gwen Evans. I started school in the village in April 1941 and... Read more
