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Upwaltham maps
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Duncton| Slindon| Graffham| Charlton| Bignor| Singleton| Goodwood| Boxgrove| Heyshott| Bury| Walberton| Cocking| Selham| Houghton| Byworth| Coldwaltham| Amberley| West Lavington| Tillington| Fittleworth| Arundel| Petworth| Tortington| Upperton| Midhurst| Bepton| Stopham| Yapton| Easebourne| Ford
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Four Years Old or So........
My parents worked for Mr & Mrs Agar, Beechwood, Lavington Park, Petworth, Sussex. Mrs. Agar's name was Barbara. They had a town house near Berkeley Square, London W.1. I remember living there more than in Sussex. However, I recall a sense of freedom as a 3 or 4 yr. old, only child while at Beechwood. Also, I remember lots of trees and country roads. Good memories! I hope to some day visit & perhaps see the home we resided in on occasion. Mr & Mrs. Agar were wonderful employers, I recall my parents comments about them. We returned to Ireland in Oct .1951, I needed to enroll in school. The baby boom was on and to enroll in school in England was difficult as we were not English citizens, plus Mom & Dad thought we should get closer to family again. I am much older now & live in the USA, the state of Nebraska to be exact. ... Read more
Bluebells & Ginger Beer At Slinden Woods
I am now 74, but to this day I have such lovely memories of trips with my Girl Guide troop going on the bus to Slindon Woods. Across the road from where the bus would stop was a lovely little shop, where we were allowed to buy a bottle of ginger beer. Oh how I still remember that wonderful taste. Then to make our visit complete we went into the woods which were filled with bluebells, we picked to our heart's content, life seemed so sweet and simple then, I have so many memories that I treasure. I wish I could see Slindon Woods just once more, but that's not possible now since I live in the US, but those memories keep me warm when life seems so cold and empty.
Chelsea Cottage (used to be Bridgers Cottage)
I used to have holidays in Graffham with my Great-Aunt, Lottie Bridger. We loved climbing the hill; collecting eggs from the chickens and even the adventure of visiting the outside toilet. My family lived in Graffham, going right back to the 1500s, and I still have a wonderful feeling when I visit the village. My aunt had no running water, except in the wash house outside, where the washing had to be boiled in a copper. Earlier than that, water was collected from the well in the front garden, which is now cemented over. Her father, James Bridger built the tiny chapel by the side of Ladywell Cottage. He was a non conformist and wanted to worship in his own way. When he died of diphtheria, after nursing his son Harry, who had the same illness, he was carried into the chapel, which he loved. We used to shop in the Post Office which is now... Read more
Thatch Cottage, Singleton
We bought a thatched cottage, in much need of renovation, next door to the butchers shop. It was a tied Goodwood Cottage previously occupied by Mrs Myrtle Ticehurst who remained a tenant when she was widowed in WW1. We lived in a caravan in the front farden for nearly a year while work was carried out - I loved that old cottage so much I was prepared to put up with the dificulties in order to eventually live there. The neighbours, except for 2 brothers, were absolutely wonderful and without their help and support life in a caravan with 2 small children would have been much harder. Sadly we had to move on after only two years but I have always remembered Singleton with great affection and I still have the original copper that was removed from the wash boiler in the old kitchen and I also acquired a tapestry of Pond Cottage which hangs on the wall of my present home.
School Days
We lived at Lower Cranmore Farm, I remeber starting in the village school when I was 5yrs old, it was quite a long walk to school, people were allowed to let animals run loose on the common in those days, I remember the Frankhams having a dun pony that we often used to see, also the Lovejoys carthorses were often seen out on the common too, those were the days ! I stayed at the school until it closed, then we were all shipped off to Grafham school, before going off to Midhurst, my friends included Nancy, David and Peggy Hills, Pat Campbell, who came to live next door with Mr & Mrs Chapman, Alan Taylor, and the Jackson girls. I remember that there was a shop just up past the school, it was a real lovely little village, lots of open spaces all around, there used to be an old man who used to be a mole catcher, he used to wear a big black coat and ride an old... Read more
Bury Church And Ferry
On this picture you can see the steps used by the ferry man from the 1920s to the 1940s. He used a pole to steer the punt from the Bury bank to the Amberley bank. The punt was attached to a chain which stretched across the river lying on the bottom. The fare in the late 1940s was a theepenny piece. The ferry man was my 'Uncle' Bob Dudden, who took up the duties of ferryman when he left the Navy after the first World War. Bob was not really my uncle, but he and my grandfather ran away to join the navy together in about 1912. Sadly, my grandfather was severely wounded in the war, but Uncle Bob came through, having had the job on board of barber!
Uncle Bob also took care of the grassy area behind the steps.
He and his wife 'Aunt Min' lived in the house you can see on the left of the picture. Aunt Min was quite eccentric, she kept hens, which... Read more
My Father Worked at This Shop
My father Ron Burchell worked at the shop seen in this photograph. The Burchell family had lived in the village for generations. The owner of the shop was Edward Grinstead and his wife Millie who was my godmother. We lived at the thatched Old Cottage behind the hedge on the left. My dad had been a shop boy here before he joined the RAF in the 1920s. When he left the RAF in 1946 he worked there again. The stores sold a wide range of food and hardware, and was also a Post Office. Sugar and rice etc would be weighed out and wrapped up in 'sugar paper' often in a deep pink or purple colour. Just after the war we had to take our coupons to the shop and the amount needed were cut out of our ration book with a big pair of scissors kept on a string by the till and the fearsome bacon slicer.
The shop was the hub of the various social groups of the... Read more
