Whitwell
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Historic maps of Whitwell and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Whitwell maps
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Memories of Whitwell
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Isle of Wight memories
Visiting The Buddle Inn
Have a cousin who took my husband and I to the Buddle Inn when we visited in 2005. Howard family ate there many times. When we visited again in 2006, cousin Bob had moved to Niton. He probably lives only a mile from the inn. Of course, we went there again and I just sat there, thinking of my relatives being there. I have a lovely picture of the inn to go with my memories.
Beautiful Memories Made Here
Husband and I visiting from Battle Creek, MI USA. Cousin and wife living in Niton and took us all over the Isle. I took a picture in front of the 2 cottages with the church behind them. Your picture of the same site brings back great memories.
Family Holidays in The 1950s
I was born in 1942 and brought up in Walthamstow in NE London. We were a working class family and Dad always managed to provide us with 2 weeks' holiday somewhere. How we came to holiday in Wroxall is still a bit of a mystery. Neither Mum nor Dad had ever been to the Isle of Wight before. In August 1952 we had the first of three annual fortnights holidays on the Island. The first year,1952, we stayed in a different lodging each week. I expect the accommodation was found in 'Daltons Weekly'. The first week we stayed at a Guest House called 'Tintern' which was an old detached Victorian house with rooms both on the ground and first floors let out as guest rooms. The house was located on St John's Road, Wroxall It was run by a Mrs Abbott, assisted to some extent by her husband Mr Abbott. No one of knew their Christian names. I recall that there were four guest rooms in total, with one being a... Read more
Grandmother's Abode
At the bottom of the hill on the right I believe that tall building belonged to the local bakers. The low building next to it - this side of the bakers - is a thatched cottage where my grandmother lived. My mother grew up here. The cottage housed around 3/4 families but it has now been made into one home. Over the years the thatched cottage has also been a restaurant. I visited my grandparents many times at this cottage.
Ventnor
I was born in Ventnor and although I have lived in Kent for many years Ventnor will always be "My home".
Anson Crash
We moved to Ventnor from Carisbrooke in 1947, when I was 6 years old, so my memory isn't too good, but I remember an Avro Anson, which was obviously carrying newspapers, as the Ventnor Mercury confirmed, to the Channel Islands, colliding with one of the Radar Station pylons. Wreckage was widely scattered and at least one engine and an undercarriage leg came to rest in Combe Bottom, in bushes adjacent to the small arms range, which I last visited several years ago. The frightening thing about that incident was that Muriel Dixon, an elder cousin of mine, was walking her dog on the down at that time, in the dense fog responsible for the collision, and could only hear it. I believe, but could be wrong, that this took place on the day of HM's marriage to Prince Phillip and must have given Muriel some scary moments. One of the Cheetah engines laid in blackthorn bushes, surrounded by old newspapers, for twenty or more years and my ten year old son... Read more
Caruso Who?
I well remember walking home past St. Catherine's one cold dark evening, prior to Christmas when the choir to be practising for the Christmas services. The lights through the beautiful stained glass windows and the sound of the choir was all the encouragement I needed to join and I subsequently spent an enjoyable few months, trying to sing, which ended somewhat abruptly, when they found out where the noise was coming from. Happy Days
