Nostalgic memories of Headley Down's local history

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I remember Headley Down so very well in the war days, Wilsons shop and post office, Weavers bakery, the barber, Miss Farrant her cart and donkey, houses like Stagsdene long gone. Hardly a house on the Down when I was a lad, no roads, just negotiable tracks, Beech Hill club. Reg Obrien's coal business and the laundry. People like John Eames, the Brooker family, the Holloways, Kelly's and the Hacks. ...see more
I was born in Haselmere and lived in Grayshott. I remember the great times we had as children. Going to the seaside in Brighton with the Cherry family on the motorcycle and side car. Spending time with Nanny Doran from Glen Rd. It was such a wonderful village, we lived on Beech Hanger Rd. I went to school with Susan Martin, Brenda Reid, June Duckworth, Diane Cranum (not sure of spelling). Live in Canada now, hope to visit Grayshott again.
My dad and uncle Peter, owned the garage; Wilson and Pickett Ltd. I went to the Grove school and Bramshott Court School. I llved in the bungalow next door, I was called Fran Wilson. We lived there from when I was 3 until I was 12 - we then moved to North Yorks, where we remain.
Most Saturdays my sister Anita and I used to travel on the bus from Bordon to the bus stop in this picture, (at 8 years old I thought I was very grown up) where we would get off the bus to visit our Godmother, Fona, in a little black house just around the corner from the one in the picture. I remember the houses being a bit higgeldy piggeldy with footpaths meandering between and around them. There was grass ...see more
My grandfather was the manager of Smorthwaites, the Chemist, opposite the Anchor Hotel in the middle of Liphook. My mother was born in Liphook and lived in the house next door to the Chemist's on the south. My earliest memory of Liphook was to be taken up onto the flat roof of the Chemist's shop to watch the VE day parade. Obviously as a child growing up my parents and my brother's and susters came back many time ...see more
I can remember walking up this lane to my older sister's house on many a freezing cold winter morning at 6 o'clock in the morning as myself and 2 other sisters had to ge the bus to school, but dear Mom had to be in work for 7o'clock, so we stayed at big sister's house. How come I can only remember the horrid mornings, rain, wind, and the horrid snowy days, and so dark as well.
Oh my goody god, I lived in Erie Camp and I remember the view in this photo so well, those were the good days without a doubt. We left there in 1959 to live in Birmingham, but I have the best memories of Bordon, the primrose patch, blackberry picking, the old haunted house or mansion as it was known, I remember White Hill, Frencham Pond...
I remember Beech Hill very well as I lived over Glayshers Hill from 1958 when I was 2 years old - we couldn't get up the hill in the winters back then and my dad would spend ages trying to get to work. We spent our childhood playing over Arford Common and the big old house at the top of the hill that eventually became Kays Crescent. Mr Radford from the village used to deliver vegetables to ...see more
I remember this place so well, this is the bus stop I used to use from Mill Chase School. Many an ugly scrap would occur on the school bus with the kids from the Erie camp, I think that is one of the old army huts the families used to live. I lived at Ludshott Grove in the new houses opposite  the camp. I remember a good old copper called PC Pike, he was a great old soul. I wonder if he is still with us, he ...see more
This is where our godmother used to live.  Her name was Fona, a really lovely lady, we'll always remember her.  I was born here in the same little black house that Fona lived in, (she used to live next door, but moved into our house when we moved to Saville Crescent in Bordon).  I don't remember Headley Down when I lived there as I was very young when we moved, but when I was older my elder sister used to ...see more