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This building, now a museum was in the 1940s the home of a famous old Andover gentleman Mr A C Bennett. He wrote a book about Andover St Mary's Church and played the organ in the church. He was also my piano teacher at 2 ...Read more

A memory of Andover in 1940 by Terry Clary

The Transport Department at Southmead Hospital when I joined them consisted of an officer, foreman, and four porter drivers, with two buses, three vans, and two cars. We were responsible for supplying ...Read more

A memory of Bristol in 1960 by Arthur Cottrell

'The Stream' ! We always have called it 'the brook' - Broughton Brook, and still do. However, the brook is in fact a tributary to the River Soar, it may in fact actually be the River Soar but simply not ...Read more

A memory of Broughton Astley in 1930 by Reuben Reynolds

I lived at Netheravon from 1968 - 1972 (my father was in the RAF based at Old Sarum) and went to school at St Michaels Figheldean. I remember we used to go swimming in the mill pool by the weir. I remember nearly drowning there, ...Read more

A memory of Figheldean in 1970 by Kevin Denley

My mum took us to Bascote Heath to see Aunt Hilda (nee Markham), she was married to Ted Fox. Aunt Hilda would take us round the woods to pick the primroses and violets and then we would have tea. On one visit Aunt Hilda told us of the ...Read more

A memory of Bascote by Wendy Willoughby

I used to work on a pig farm which belonged to a farmer by the name of Lovejoy, he was a provider for Wall's Pork Sausages. The thing was that I had some time to myself where I would explore the woodlands around St ...Read more

A memory of Windsor in 1968 by Roland Mitchell

My memory of Owslebury goes back to the hot summer of 1937. I lived in Bishopstoke at that time, being a lad of nine years old. My father had just bought our first car, not a posh one and looking back I doubt if it would pass an ...Read more

A memory of Owslebury in 1930 by Frederick Cannock

I recall the wee folk of choppington being almost hobbit-like in appearance. Their droll little smiles and corn cob pipes hanging from their tiny mouths. The women of choppington are robust, and resemble ...Read more

A memory of Choppington by Richard Hell

I was born in Camberley in 1953, we lived in Caesars Camp road which joined the A30 London Road just along from the Jolly Farmer pub which stood at the junction of Gibbets Lane. The story we were brought up with is that is was so ...Read more

A memory of Camberley by Clive Watts

My Grandparents, Albert and Ada Johnson, lived in a little cottage overlooking the village green around the turn of the 19th century, where they brought up seven of 13 children. I think grandad was the doctor's gardener and grandma ...Read more

A memory of South Ockendon by johnlgp