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Historic maps of Worlds End and the local area, hand-drawn by Ordnance Survey and Samuel Lewis. View all Worlds End maps
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Denmead| Newtown| Southwick| Hambledon| North Boarhunt| Waterlooville| Cowplain| Wickham| Purbrook| Droxford| Portchester| Swanmore| Shedfield| Horndean| Drayton| Waltham Chase| Farlington| Clanfield| Meonstoke| Blendworth| Fareham| Exton| Corhampton| Havant| Portsmouth| Bishops Waltham| Langstone| Titchfield| East Meon| Warblington
Worlds End area books
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Hampshire memories
I Was in The Very First Intake in That School.
It had just been built and I was in the class of 1960. I struggle to recall the teacher's names but I'm pretty sure there was a Miss Lynn and there was definitely a Miss Kill. She was my first love at age five. By a quirk of the internet I met online a 'girl' from my class, now in her 50's, who was still in touch with Miss Kill and I was able to get a message to her. Incredibly, some 48 years and a thousand plus pupils later she still remembered ME! I remember running across that grassy area in the picture on a very stormy day at around the time the picture was taken. I was (almost) convinced that if I ran fast enough into the wind it would pick me up on my Mackintosh wings and I would fly. I remember it very clearly.
Restall's Store
My Mum, Eileen Waight, walked past Restall's on her way to school c1928. Her mother bought her groceries at the store.
Happy Childhood 1942-1953
My name is Howard Johnson. I lived in Thompsons Lane. I went to Old School 1945-53. Mr Cleary was my first headmaster, replaced by Mrs Jones. Teachers were Mr Mogeridge, Miss Pitt, Miss Abbot. I was in the football team with Trevor Kilner, W Wildsmith, Peter Knight, Dave Rocket, John Clark (all I can remember). I worked as a boy on Carpenters Farm (now renamed I think). Mr Player was the farmer. Farmer Bendall used to fly an Auster aircraft from a field near the school. In the bad winter of 1947 I collected over 100 German incendary bombs hung up in hedges, local policeman collected them and threw them in a pond at the top of Thompsons Lane, there is a house now on the site I think. I could go on and on, but I wouldn't have changed my childhood for anything. I am now 66yrs old and farming on the Isle of Wight.
Ivy Cottage
When I was a child I was shown round Ivy Cottage and the farmland in Thompsons Lane by my late Grandmother who had inherited all the land from her auntie. Thompsons Lane was named after the family. I believe that most of the land is now a housing estate apart from one field left. Does anyone remember how it used to be?
Living in The Swan Inn - Newtown - 1936-1943
I lived at the Swan from 1936 to about 1943 - below are some extracts from my memoirs. I hope you find them of interest.
In about 1936 my father resigned, or to be more accurate was forced out of his company, a story in itself. My mother was getting concerned about the rise of the Nazis in Germany and the very real possibility of a war starting and wanted to leave the London area. The result was that my parents became the proprietors of Ye Olde Swan Inn in the village of Newtown just outside the old market town of Newbury in the County of Berkshire. A river ran through Newtown and the bridge crossing the river was the County demarcation line between Berkshire and Hampshire. So Newtown was in Hampshire, Newbury in Berkshire. The inn dated back to the 12th century when it was a bake house to nearby Sandleford Priory a large estate nearby. A newspaper article on the Swan some years later stated that there... Read more
Newtown School
I remember I hadn't had my 5th birthday, and my mum said that tomorrow I was going to start school. School, I thought, whats that!.
The next day I was dressed up and at about 8.30 a small van with seats arrived outside my house, mum took me outside and kissed me and said I was to behave myself and to enjoy the day. "Ok mum, bye."
The van stopped outside a house, or that's what it looked like to me, and a lady came to the van and opened the door. "Come on children let's be having you out." she said. Ok I thought, I will see where we are going.
We were taken into a big room and were given some paper and some pencils and asked to do some drawings of our family... and so the day went on. We were shown where the toilets were, and given tiny bottles of milk to drink at what we were told was a break time.
Looking back on all... Read more
The Tuck Shop
Further down East Street there used to be a little sweet shop, if I remember it was called (or known as by us school evacuees), 'Miss Mays'. It was a 'tuck shop' for us as we used to run down a path from near the school to get there and spend our 'penny'.
I have returned many times since I was living at Upper Chidden Farm, though the farm has changed hands of course. I was still made welcome and taken into the farmhouse to see the changes. I spent a wonderful time in this area
