Nostalgic memories of Hinton Martell'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 at Sister Butler' Orphanage from 1948 to 1959. Still in touch with Sally Hayter although I'm living in Australia now. Peter Edenborough, Sally Stevens and Maureen come to mind as children that were there with me. I remember coming down the fire escape ladder at night and walking up the village. I was also an alter boy at the church which my family find hard to believe. I remember mowing the lawns with ...see more
I spent some months at 5 Five Ash Cottages with my aunt, Winifred White. Went to school there and helped on the farm early mornings and afternoon.
I was a child that lived at the 'Sister Butler's orphanage' in the early I960s.  This message is to anyone that was also at the orphanage at that time, particularly Alison Burbidge, as I have read her account stating that Alison would have been at the orphanage at the same time as me. I have a lot of memories of the Hinton Martell, and the orphanage, such as the school over the road from the ...see more
There was also another lady, sadly deceased, called Mrs Sturney that would have adopted me but was sadly considered "too old". Any information on these people gladly welcomed. Mrs Sturney's first name was Gwendoline as far as I can remember
I was looked after by a lovely lady called Sister (Enid) Butler who took in unwanted children until they were re- homed either by fostering or adoption (this was me). There was a young lad there called Peter who allegedly set fire to the original building with a cigarette end. I was adopted in about 1962 by a family who lived in Kent, and had a happy childhood all bar the bullying at school which I dealt with. I ...see more