Nostalgic memories of Enham Alamein'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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i was bought up in a thatched cottage in "Anton lane" behind whats now called the Museum. my memories have never faded of the wonderful childhood i had. my best friend was James Maccallum the doctors son . we were inseparable until i left in 1957. we would play in Anton Lane as it was a long covered track that led back out onto the Newbury rd at the top of Lilly whites Hill. Probably not known as that now. ...see more
Well, its roughly that date! I was born in in 1953. My grandparents George, known as his second name Fred and his wife Liz Moody were one of the "settlers" in Enham. My grandad was wounded in France in 1918. He and his wife Liz lived in one of the thatched cottages in the hamlet of Enham. My aunt was born in 1921 and my father in 1927. I now have his military record but would love to know more personal ...see more
My aunt and uncle, Jan and Keith Harman, lived in Enham after their marriage in 1965, initially in Dunham Lane, I think it was called - a development of prefabs that backed onto the woods. I spent school holidays loving the freedom of the woods at the end of the garden and long walks to Smannel, cadging lifts off my aunt's friend Margaret McCrill who lived round the corner from me in Andover but worked at ...see more