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Nostalgic memories of Ranmore Common'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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Happy School Days
I have such happy memories of Ranmore school from 1945 until 1952 Miss Piper and Miss Martin, such excellent teachers, got me through my 11+ The dinner lady, Louie Luff, always gave me second helpings. Using my sweet coupons in the post office on Fridays, punching Georgie Mackay on the nose for trying to steal my sweets ! Walking up through the woods from Yew Tree Farm to catch the bus across the common. Such a happy and rewarding childhood.
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Added 08 June 2017

Horse Riding On Ranmore Common With My Friends And Family
Wonderful long days riding my ponies around Ranmore Common through the 70's and 80's with my good friends and my mother. We had such lovely times together, friendship and the love of horses and the countryside. We used to ride all over the common, visiting friends and house owners who would give us water for the ponies and a long cool drink!
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Added 02 October 2012

Rose Cottage, Ranmore Common
We have an heirloom picture of relatives, one was said to be the Gamekeeper at Ranmore. It is of four people, one of them an infant, perhaps aged six in a smock, and the elder, whose name eludes me as I write, has been mutilated and lost his hand and has a hook on his left arm. One of the men, "Uncle" , had a shop selling shoes to the north of Chessington, my mother, nee' "Kit" White, told me. NAMES T.F. JLT
Ranmore Common, Keepers Cottage 1909
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Added 25 August 2011

Scout Jamboree
The simple pleasure of camping with my Scout group from Ockham, has been a lasting and warm memory over the years. Our Scout room was over the stables in Lady Lovelace's Ockham Park estate. Opposite our camp on Ranmore was a group from Canada, they had made an entrance gateway with a thatched roof with a single vertical pole crossed at waist hieght with pole lashed tightly, the whole revolving on a greased ...see more
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Added 22 July 2010

Boys Camp
By kind permission of the Lord Ashcombe, the Holy Trinity Junior Boys Club, Wimbledon, camped for four weeks every year on Ranmore Common. Most of us were choirboys, so we augmented St Barnabas's choir for their services twice each Sunday. Lord Ashcombe read the lessons. At that time there was a dairy next to his house, Denbies, and he gave us our milk. (The estate has since been turned over to a vineyard.) The two ...see more
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Added 04 November 2009

Take A Horse To Water
When I was about 11 or 12 in the 50's I used to ride from Bookham over to Ranmore quite often.  I would take a packed lunch in a rucksack and off I would go for the day all on my own.  When I got to Ranmore, I used to tie my pony to a tree and go in the post office and ask the man for a bucket of water for my pony.   Then we would stop on the edge of the woods somewhere, I'd sit on a log or on my jumper or coat on the ground and let my pony graze whilst I ate my lunch and read a book.
Ranmore Common, the Post Office c1955
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Added 26 January 2007