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Woolsery School, 1948
I went to Woolsery School for a few months in 1948. We lived on a farm called Little Walland, and walked to school, about a mile. I went back this year, after a 60 year gap, and remembered the school immediately. I found the farm, with help from the villagers, and once again remembered it straight away, little change having taken place to the house. The old cow shed is still there, even some of the cob walling remains. Sadly no photos that far back.
Ken Elliott
Devon memories
Wonderful Times in Cheriton Fitzpaine
I grew up in Cheriton Fitzpaine, I lived at 1 Wordland Cross and went to the local primary school before going to the Shelley School in Crediton. I loved living in that village, I remember lots of friends from that time, Keith Webber, Ann Yeandle, Tim Carr, Ppaul Vosper, Ssheila Stenniford and Raymond Lee to name a few. I played football for the village team, making my debut at the ripe old age of 14! The headmaster of the primary school was a Mr Marsh, a rather stern man, he was replaced by a lovely lady called Mrs Cotter who I met again about 12 years ago on a trip back to the village. I remember collecting paper and all sorts of stuff from the village for our bonfire nights, we used to collect on trolleys we had made from old pram wheels and timber! I remember so well the sports days each year at Shobrooke Park, where for some reason Cheriton Fitzpaine would very often win! My lasting memory... Read more
Sandford Re-Visited
I grew up in Sandford, I lived at 2 Snows House when my name was Sandra Birch. I was one of 4 children and of course Mum and Dad were there too. We moved from Creedy Park Lodge where Dad worked for Sir Patrick Ferguson Davy but moved to Snows when Dad lost his job. It was around 1968 and I was 9 years old when I started at Sandford County Primary School and made friends with Maria Crowe and Annette Bird. The headmaster was Mr Way and his wife was the headmistress, Mrs Way. I remember some of the families that lived in the village, the Hammette family, the Whites, the Webbs, and who could forget old Charlie Perkins who had a riding stables where I spent many a happy time.
There was a little grocery shop which was owned by the Furzes and a friendly post office where I would spend my potato-picking money. Gradually we all grew up and moved away and I now live in... Read more
Happy Holidays
My memories of Sandford are many and full of love and happiness. My family, Mum, Dad, brother Jim, Uncle Lol and Aunt Alice started a lifelong love affair with Devon. We stayed with Charlie and Win Perkins (Uncle Char and Aunt Win) at Mill Farm, our family stayed there every year afterwards and continued with Mum and Dad's grandchildren going there as well as other family members. We became part of the Sandford scene with my Dad and Lol helping Aunt Win and Lil Tatlock on their hoop la stall at the Sandford Revel and me helping Uncle Char giving horse rides to the children. My first ever time on a horse was 1955. On the day we arrived Uncle Char introduced us to Ralph Tatlock, who was treated as their son. Ralph placed me in front of him on an unsaddled Argo Star, one of Char's horses. It seemed very high up to me and I was shocked when Ralph, Argo and I flew over one of the jumps Uncle Char... Read more
War Time
My parents, Eddie and Doris Blackstone, stayed with the people who ran the post office during the war. I would have been about seven years old then and I can not remember the name of the people. In 1955 when I was doing my training as a Royal Marine at Lympstone I went by train and on foot the last couple of miles to see what Morchard Bishop was like and I went into the Post Office and the couple who had befriended my parents were still there. As I remember it was a beautiful village, so peaceful and quiet. The photograph shown here is just as I remember.
Living in Middle Cottage, in The 1960s
Hi, My name is Terry Walsh and my family emigrated from Canada in 1959. My father worked for Mr Adam West, Upton Hellions and we lived in Middle Cottage which also belonged to Mr West. My sister Diane attended primary school in Sanford. Just up the road was the Downs farm. I only remember Andrew but there were two sisters whose names escape me. I went to Haywards Boys' School. Mr Luxton was the head master, my form teacher was Mr Ellis. Mr Nash taught Religious Education. People I remember are Chris Ford, Bruce Vicary, John Ozborn, Cliff Beven, and Colin Hunt. I now am back in Canada and if anyone is interested in contacting me I am at: walsh.terry1@gmail.com Thanks for this opportunity. Terry
Christmas Holidays in Witheridge
30 years just passed but it still seems present, the time I spent in Witheridge since 24 December to 1st January when I got back to London and then flied back to Italy. I spent splendid days by a family of friends at 17 West Street and still I remember that house, very typical, with wood roof. Inside there were on plan floor an entrance with a wood stair up to 2nd flor for two bedrooms, down a living/dining room and on the back a little kitchen and then a little garden and a white rabbit. In the living room there was Maisie, a white colored big dog. Beside the stairs in the entrance of that house there was a bathroom with blue tiles and another independent room where was situated local Postal Office with Mrs. Mary who managed alone all kind of service. I used to sleep alone in the room on second floor under the roof with typical bow window. Now in the same place of that house... Read more
