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Winkfield maps

Historic maps of Winkfield and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis.   View all Winkfield maps

Winkfield area books

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Where I Was Born.

I was born at my grandmother's house in Chavey Down Road. Her name was Mary-Ann Bye. I only knew her, as my grandfather had died many years before. My mum, Edith Ellen Bye was one of five children and we lived in Eastbourne on the South Coast. I didn't make many visits to Chavey Down, as my grandmother died in her sixties, but about ten years ago I did go with a friend to see the house I was born in. Fortunately I remembered it, as the name of Chavey Down Road had been changed. I can't remember to what, but it it some local councillor or other. My friend and I were fortunate to be invited in for a cup of tea by two very nice neighbours. They remembered my gran and the family. So, at least I know I had definitely got the right place! Unfortunately, my aunt and uncle, mum's sister and brother, have moved away,... Read more

The Football Years

A Glimpse of The South c1955
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On this very field the F.A cup finals were played.  Of course in the imagination of young boys.  It served as a picnic venue, blackberrying with Mum and sisters.  Today it is a playing field with a small park for the youngsters.  Sunday league football is played here now but never with those names Tom Finney, the Stanleys Matthews and Mortenson, Bert Trautmann (the german goalie). Innocent, endearing and at 60 years old when I pass the field I AM STILL NAT LOFTHOUSE!!
Mums gone, sisters moved. I see it every day.  A VERY evocative photograph!!

Ascot 1966

High Street c1960
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I was born just outside Ascot in Cheapside in 1954. In 1966 we were living in Buxton, Derbyshire and this picture brings back memories of those days when we used to visit my grandparents in south Ascot for Christmas and holidays. It used to take most of the day with 5 kids and my parents in a Ford Zephyr to travel down, it was a long journey with a big welcome at the end. All our relatives came down from London and up from the south at the same time and it was an enjoyable family get-together. The kids used to walk up to Conies sweet shop then travel back via the bog in time for tea - sandwiches, jelly and fizzy pop.

Sunninghill And St Michaels Cof E School

High Street c1960
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I was so surprised to find this site – pleasantly so! I now live in South Africa, but was born in Sunninghill in 1943. My mother told me when I was old enough, that I had been premature, jaundiced (apparently my yellow skin matched my hair) weighed very little and nothing fitted me – but with the help of the legendary district nurse – Nurse Johns, my mother was able to feed me with a fountain pen dropper, and here I am.! Until I was three we lived in Mount Cottage in Exchange Rd. – in 1946 we moved to a brand new council house in Victoria Rd South Ascot. I attended St Michaels C of E school and later Ranelagh in Bracknell, and have had contact with a couple of old school friends through ‘Friends Reunited’ Although a number of my relatives lived in Sunninghill, the only one remaining is my Uncle Ralph Cooper and his wife Doris, who live in Exchange Rd. Do any of you remember Miss... Read more

Early Memories of an Ascotonian.

My earliest memories of Ascot were of the wonderful people who lived in and around the Fernbank Road area. These people were and still are the true people of Ascot. Although we were all "Working-class" we had the most wonderful childhoods any children have ever had. This was a true community. Everybody had their place and were proud of it. We saw many changes and adapted to them, people were much happier then. We only had three leaders and organisers, the Church, the local Pub: and the Produce Association and all worked together to run our village.
Wonderful days which I am sure will not be repeated.  Richard Dale.

Early Memories of an Ascotonian

I was born at 40 Bracken Bank (off Fernbank Road) in June 1953. I attended Ascot Heath Primary School on the original site in Fernbank Road, from 1958 until 1964. I remember Richard Dale from these days, although I am not sure if he attended Ascot Heath for all that time. I do remember very well walking home from school with him and playing in the front garden of a largish house on the Gold Cup side of Fernbank Road - I think this must have been where he lived, although I don't remember every going inside. My most vivid memory is of Richard and I sitting together under the hedge in the front of this house and Richard giving me my first ever kiss. I think we were aged six or seven !

Early Memories of an Ascotonian

Dear Susan Hunt, Ascotonian. Just a slight correction regarding your memories. I am not "Your" Richard Dale, sory, athough I think your memories are super. I was born in June 1937, in Fernbank Road, close to Goaters Road, and I attended Ascot Heath Shool from 1942 to 1952. Best Wishes, Richard F. Dale.

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