Nostalgic memories of Blandford Camp's local history

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For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our web site to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was when the photographs in our archive were taken. From brief one-liners explaining a little bit more about the image depicted, to great, in-depth accounts of a childhood when things were rather different than today (and everything inbetween!). We've had many contributors recognising themselves or loved ones in our photographs.

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Hi mine is not a memory but wanting to say my birth father was at Blandford Camp he was training to be a physical trainer his name Brian he never knew I existed as he left the camp before he knew my birth mother was pregnant. They met at one of the dances at Blandford - she was a twin - I was born 1961 so he would of left before August 1960. I know he came from London I was adopted so only know what is written on my ...see more
My father was an army Chaplain, posted to Blandford Camp in 1959/1960/61 I cannot quite remember. We lived in sort of quansit huts, each connected. The address was 14A Drake Lines. I was 13 or so. I attended school in Blandford itself and remember a few friends, Joan Swain. I also remember a crush I had on Robert Scott. I think he lived off the Camp. I have very fond memories of my time there. I live in the ...see more
My dad was in the Army and we travelled the world. We came back to the UK from Germany at the end of the 60's, I was about 12 or 13. We lived at the top of some steps that only had two houses, we could see right across the fields at the back, I have photos of us stood outside the house and some of our grandparents with their motorbike and side car sitting on the hill behind the house. One memory was of my ...see more
I was there January 1957 to December 1958 so got demobbed 60 years ago next month. Anyone else still around?
I was at Blandford Camp at the end of 1951 undergoing training in Motor Transport before being sent to No. 1 Training Battalion Aldershot with the Horse Draw Section of the RASC. Although my memory of Blandford is a bit sketchy these days (now 88 years old) I have to say that I don't remember any bad things to report. I earned my Driving license during my stay (Civilian examiners), and was asked stay in Blandford Camp by the ...see more
i arrived at Blandford camp in 1951 for my national service 13 weeks training 8 weeks square bashing and the rest driver training in bedfords,I left Blandford and went to Borden 1 week and then to Malaya on active service stationed in Kaula lumpur with 27coy RASC MY NAME IS RON BATEMAN
I arrived at Blandford in September 1954. B company. Took a little time, but got sort of used to it pretty soon. I remember all the different types. Bankers, plumbers, labourers, carpenters office workers, farmers, etc, etc,. and all types imaginable. Then all had haircuts. All dressed in denims, and hey presto. Everyone looked the same. Six weeks of square bashing. Rifle ranges, lectures and ...see more
Between late 1940 and 1944, my Father Andy Taiano and his best mate Ted Young , were the camp barbers.They gave the new recruits their first haircuts for king and country! He moved from S.E.London with my Mother,shortly after his Parents, Sister and foster Brother were killed in an air raid in Walworth S.E. London. In 1944,he returned to London with the American red cross. He recalled once,that,they had ...see more
Blandford Camp was the last base Dad was posted to before we came to Australia. Dad or rather SGT Alexander (Alec) Aitken worked in the Q Store at the School of Sigs. Their married quarter was on Racedown Road, about halfway down the hill. Its now a vacant patch. My brother and I used to roam around the whole camp trying to get into trouble in one way or another, as most of us did then. I remember the ...see more
I was born in blandford in 1943 and lived there for the next 14 years,,, I remember my dad coming home from the war,,, my mother and I lived with my dads folks who were caretakers at the grammer school at blandford while my dad was serving his country in india,,, when he came home there was an acute shortage of housing,,, so all the local unhoused familys decided to move into a recently vacated army unit facility ...see more