At School In Tidworth Bulford And Tidworth Down.

A Memory of North Tidworth.

We came back to Tidworth in 1944 from South Africa where we had been evacuated to from Egypt via Palestine in 1940. Father had been repatriated from Stalag VIIIB and was posted to BMH Tidworth. We lived in New Zouch Avenue and I went to school, then aged 10, in the Garrison School in the barracks. I remember behind the school was the American PX and the 'Yanks' would throw us sweets over the fence... 'lifesavers'. After about a year father was posted to the MRS in Bulford, opposite the Kiwi School, and we moved into a wooden hut behind the MRS. I then went to the Army School in Bond St. When the school leaving age was raised to 15, I was only fourteen and we all had then to spend the extra year at Tidworth Down. We were taken there every day in a canvas covered TCV. When father left the army in about 1946 we moved to Ludgershall, living at South View. After leaving school in 1948 I worked for about 18 months in the International Stores in Station Road, Tidworth before joining the army and going to the Army Apprentice School in Harrogate.. It would be nice to hear from others who were at any of the schools while I was there. I was, in later life, to come back and work in Tidworth working for MPBW. My wife worked as School Secretary at Clarendon Junior School, the Headmaster was Mr Rainer. Anyone remember 'Charlie Moon?'
John Weeks.


Added 29 May 2013

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I also attended the Garrison School, Tidworth, and got sweets from the Yanks from their PX. They were so good to us kids. I was there from 1943 until 1948 when my father, (army) died and we came to London. Never did get over the shock of the amount of children in London schools.Remember the headmistress was a Mrs. Sadler and we had two Army education Corps. teachers, Sgt. Braddock and Corporal Nutter (yeah what a name). Shock of coming to London took me a long time to recover from.

I remember what I now knew was DDay when all the yanks just "vanished" overnight and the barracks were empty. We lived in Zouch Avenue at the time and the hills were empty suddenly of
vehicles. Lovely childhood.I was Joan Norman and one little boy I do remember is Peter Field - he always pulled my long red plaits.

Anyone remember?

Joan Norman
My g.grandad was an engine driver during the war. He was one of the engine drivers who took the GI’s to Weymouth for DDay. His name was James Henry Swindells. His steam engine was either called Betty or Molly.

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