Orchard Portman, St Michael's Church 1888
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Photo of Orchard Portman, St Michael's Church 1888

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To the north of Pitminster is Poundisford Park, once a hunting ground for the Bishops of Winchester. The park pale (enclosure) can still be seen by following the footpaths out of the village. Sad to say, the old hunting ground has been unsympathetically bisected by the motorway, though a footbridge carries the walker across its intrusive carriageways. The artist Gainsborough was a regular visitor to the parish.

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A Selection of Memories from Orchard Portman

For many years now, we've been inviting visitors to our website to add their own memories to share their experiences of life as it was, prompted by the photographs in our archive. Here are some from Orchard Portman

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Hi. I was at Orchard Portman in 1957 or 1958. Yes I can remember the Walkers. I must have been 7 or 8 years old and probably one of the tallest boys there - now being 196cm tall. I had red hair, freckles and glasses and was very shy. Memories: Saturday early evenings. The Walkers invited the young boarders into their living room where they had a 'Television' and we were allowed to watch 'Children's Hour'. ...see more
My grandparents, Mr & Mrs R.C.H Walker, were the Headmaster and Headmistress at Orchard Portman School. My mother was the matron there for many years and we basically grew up at the school so many, many fond memories. In answer to others queries, the school ceased operating as a school in the late seventies/early eighties and is now operated as an aged care facility. My grandparents remained ...see more
I also remember I helped erect that dastardly barrier, so it falling as I passed was poetic justice!
I really disliked that small dog the Headmaster had, always barking at everyone and tryng to nip them.